Chapter 15 was so awesome!
obedient?
But what Chen Jingni is least good at is being obedient.
However, if the benefits are substantial, it's not necessarily a bad thing.
"What happens if you accidentally disobey?"
Shen Jingni was still quite cautious. Although it was like dealing with a tiger for its skin, she at least had to figure out the tiger's temperament and test its attitude.
Meeting Zhao Zonglan's cold gaze, she awkwardly added, "I meant it was an accident, not intentional."
He stared at that clean and harmless face, whose eyebrows curved slightly when she smiled, making her alluring and beautiful.
Zhao Zonglan's Adam's apple bobbed, and he took another drag of his cigarette, his arm around her slender waist, his thin, crimson lips almost touching her earlobe.
His voice was hoarse and dangerous: "Then lock him up."
The lazy tone, though only a few words, instantly sent chills down one's spine.
Shen Jingni shivered.
She cursed him several times in her mind, calling him a lunatic.
However, her good upbringing prevented her from verbally abusing Zhao Zonglan, so she could only express her dissatisfaction in other ways.
"Cough cough... Your smoke is bothering me."
She coughed twice, turned her head away, and turned her body to the other side, showing some disgust.
In fact, the cigarettes Zhao Zonglan smoked did not have a strong or pungent smell.
These scions of aristocratic families smoked top-quality cigarettes that ordinary people had never seen before. The origins and brands were carefully selected, and some were even custom-made.
Shen Jingni doesn't know much about cigarettes, but she thinks the one Zhao Zonglan smokes has a faint tobacco scent mixed with a unique woody aroma that is subtle and not annoying.
It does resemble the perfume he uses.
Zhao Zonglan narrowed his eyes, a hint of displeasure lurking in his dark pupils.
Delicate and spoiled.
He took a slow, deliberate drag of his cigarette, but didn't exhale. His slender fingers gripped her chin, and he suddenly sealed her lips with his.
The smoke followed his kiss into Shen Jingni's mouth.
She frowned impatiently, her porcelain-white face turning red, her fingers unconsciously gripping his shirt.
Zhao Zonglan did not let go, but instead pressed her even deeper into himself.
He pried open her teeth, his tongue carrying the hot, smoky scent of tobacco, and with ease, he took possession of his prey step by step.
Then, he threw the cigarette into the ashtray, parted his thin lips slightly, and lowered his head to kiss that fair neck.
The marks left a few days ago have faded.
The man's warm breath brushed against the skin of her neck, causing Shen Jingni to shiver.
She took off her coat when she came in, and was only wearing a thin, fitted dress with a small V-neck.
In the struggle, her skirt was already wrinkled and loose, revealing glimpses of her breasts.
"Clothes," Shen Jingni called out softly.
Zhao Zonglan ignored it.
His eyes were filled with intense desire, and his heart was pounding with restlessness.
It seems they won't stop until that place bears their mark again.
After a tingling pain, Shen Jingni was finally freed from his embrace.
She was breathing heavily, her delicate collarbone rising and falling with it, her eyes shimmering like water as she glared at him and complained, "You've messed up all my clothes."
Upon hearing the word "clothes," Zhao Zonglan recalled what he had witnessed a couple of days prior.
She stepped over the man's coat.
His eyes darkened, his thin lips pressed tightly together, and he suddenly picked the person up and carried them outside.
Startled, Shen Jingni quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyelashes fluttering: "Where are we going?"
"bath."
His tone was calm, but assertive.
Taking a shower? After showering, shouldn't we do *that*?
"Zhao Zonglan, don't be impulsive!"
Shen Jingni panicked; she had no mood for such things right now.
"Listen to me, when it comes to lovemaking between men and women, it's best if things happen naturally."
Although Zhao Zonglan had had despicable thoughts, he did not intend to do anything to her at this moment.
Since the little thing has been covered in the scent of other men, she should be properly cleaned here.
He lowered his eyes and stared at her, his gaze deep and intense.
But her nervous look was really funny.
The girl's body was somewhat stiff, her cheeks flushed, her pearly teeth biting her lower lip, and her clear eyes were wet, like a frightened fawn.
wrong.
She was his kitten.
A faint smile flickered across Zhao Zonglan's eyes, but he didn't intend to explain.
Shen Jingni knew he was domineering and arbitrary, and that his word was law. She frowned and silently tried to mentally prepare herself.
It is reasonable for boyfriends and girlfriends to have sex.
She was attracted to him too, wasn't she?
Small-scale event.
Don't be a coward.
To her surprise, after all that mental preparation, she almost managed to manipulate herself, and Zhao Zonglan actually took her to a bathhouse.
The bath is located in a separate room. It is very large and can accommodate several people. The surrounding floor is paved with marble. The water temperature in the pool is controlled by an intelligent thermostat system to maintain a comfortable temperature for the human body. Fresh rose petals float on the surface of the water.
He placed her at the door and calmly asked, "Do you want me to help you, or will you wash yourself?"
Abstinent yet gentlemanly.
There was not a trace of lust in him.
"Just taking a bath?" Shen Jingni was practically grinding her teeth to powder.
He definitely did it on purpose.
I made her take a bath out of the blue, which made her nervous for a long time.
Zhao Zonglan enjoyed seeing her puffed up and frustrated; it was a lively energy unique to young girls.
His eyes gleamed with interest as he leaned closer, saying, "If you want to play something else, I'm happy to oblige."
? ? ?
Shen Jingni clenched her fists in anger. She didn't want to talk to him anymore and turned around and walked inside.
But she never wanted to suffer in silence.
After walking a few steps, Shen Jingni suddenly turned back, grabbed the man's shirt, stood on tiptoe, pressed her lips against his neck, and kissed him.
She took the soft flesh on the side of his Adam's apple into her mouth.
This was unexpected by Zhao Zonglan.
A tingling, slightly painful sensation accompanied his groan. He raised his chin, his narrowed eyes slightly red.
It was so awesome.
His abdominal muscles were taut, and the veins on his neck bulged as he tried to control himself.
Just before the shackles of reason were about to be completely broken, she suddenly let go.
Shen Jingni smiled triumphantly: "It's only fair to reciprocate, Mr. Zhao."
After saying that, she ran away as if fleeing.
Zhao Zonglan did not chase after them.
He leaned against the door frame, his black shirt half-open, exuding a lazy yet noble air. His deep eyes were unfathomable, and the hickey on his neck was both red and alluring.
It's still just a mischievous kitten.
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