Chapter 45 It's Deadly
Shen Jingni drank some porridge in the car, and her stomach gradually warmed up, so she felt much better.
She felt so comfortable in Zhao Zonglan's arms that she was almost asleep by the time they arrived at the Zijing Tan Garden.
She was too lazy to leave, so she snuggled into his arms and was carried into the bedroom.
Upon entering his bedroom, Shen Jingni immediately thought of the crystal ball.
She felt a little guilty.
However, Zhao Zonglan maintained his aloof demeanor and did not mention it on the way.
He probably doesn't care.
"You take a shower and go to bed first. I need to take care of some work."
Zhao Zonglan has an international online meeting to attend, which isn't particularly important. There are some disagreements between the group's European president and CFO, and he needs to be present to make some decisions.
"Oh, okay."
Shen Jingni was still sleepy and her mind was a little foggy, but she nodded obediently.
Her voice was soft and sweet, her eyes were innocent and dazed, and her cheeks were flushed with a light pink. She looked very well-behaved and gentle.
Zhao Zonglan suddenly felt a little reluctant to leave.
She's so well-behaved.
think.
His heart skipped a beat, and he pulled her into his arms again, his lips parting hers, half-holding and half-biting her, kissing her deeply.
The indoor heating is very strong.
Shen Jingni was only wearing a light blue long dress and white fluffy slippers, without even wearing socks, and she didn't feel cold.
It's even a bit hot.
Zhao Zonglan's scalding breath made her cheeks burn.
He held her waist tightly, pressing her against his body. His grip was so strong, as if he wanted to knead her into his very bones.
They kissed for a long time before Zhao Zonglan seemed to finally quench his thirst. He pressed his lips against hers and coaxed, "Will you come to the meeting with me?"
Before she could respond, he picked her up and carried her to the study.
Shen Jingni's body was so weak that her slippers fell off her feet and landed on the carpet with a thud.
Zhao Zonglan did not turn on his webcam during this online meeting.
He sat in the leather chair in front of his desk, leaning back relaxed. The top two buttons of his neatly pressed black shirt were casually undone, and the cuffs were rolled up to his forearms, revealing mature and sexy muscle lines.
The man had an indifferent expression, and his deep, cool voice was particularly charming when he spoke English, deep and languid.
Shen Jingni sat on his lap.
Although she couldn't understand what he was saying, his voice did indeed bewitch her.
Although Zhao Zonglan was the decision-maker at this meeting, he didn't say much.
After a few short sentences, other senior executives began to speak.
He listened casually, occasionally lowering his head to kiss the person in his arms. Seeing her blushing and shy expression, he found it amusing and, without even turning off his voice, lingered and kissed her deeply.
Shen Jingni felt he was being incredibly unreasonable.
How could they bully her like this?
Not to be outdone, she reached out and touched his chest, her fingertips brushing against his pectoral muscles through his shirt.
Long fingernails lightly scraped against the skin.
He was left hanging in limbo.
Zhao Zonglan's eyes darkened, and he took her earlobe into his mouth, his voice low and husky: "Continue."
Did you touch him?
Shen Jingni didn't want him to have any fun.
She was even malicious, wanting him to embarrass himself in the meeting.
"Brother." Her rosy lips pressed against his neck, her soft voice making one's heart itch, "I want to touch your abs."
This is really bad.
Zhao Zonglan, who was originally able to barely control himself, was almost driven to the brink of losing control by her calling him "brother".
It looks like it's about to explode.
His breath quickened as he kissed her lips and pulled her into his arms.
Shen Jingni sensed it.
Her hand gradually moved down, gently touching his taut abdominal muscles through his shirt.
Sometimes, Shen Jingni would envy herself.
The food is delicious.
His voice was low and husky, seducing her little by little: "So wonderful, Shen Jingni."
She then began to act maliciously without any restraint.
Zhao Zonglan's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his arms and neck were bulging as he tried to control himself, while the kitten in his arms was still causing trouble.
"Um."
A low, labored sound escaped his throat.
The voice wasn't too loud or too soft, but it was damn sexy.
Shen Jingni's lips curled into a triumphant smile, and she became even more unrestrained.
Before the string of reason snapped completely, Zhao Zonglan grabbed her hand.
He said a few words to the executives in the video, and then disconnected.
Oh dear, that's it.
Shen Jingni tried to get off his lap, but Zhao Zonglan held her firmly in his arms.
"I'm sleepy, I want to go to sleep."
She pretended to be innocent and pitiful, trying to escape.
How could Zhao Zonglan possibly let her go?
He picked her up and placed her on the desk. His long, slender fingers unbuckled the metal belt buckle, his eyes blazing with lust. "Sweetie, I'll pamper you here first."
"You started this fire yourself."
Shen Jingni originally thought that Zhao Zonglan didn't care about the crystal ball.
until.
She was carried out of the study by Zhao Zonglan, and then onto the bathroom, sofa, floor-to-ceiling windows, and finally the bed...
He was horrible tonight.
Her eyes were red from crying, and her voice was hoarse. "Waaah...no...don't...brother..."
Zhao Zonglan, however, seemed to have become even more ruthless and aggressive.
"Why did you smash my gift, Shen Jingni? Who gave you the guts, huh?"
Shen Jingni's mind went blank at that moment; she couldn't remember the gift at all. She just cried and begged, "Please, brother..."
Zhao Zonglan's eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze was gloomy and dark; he did not let her off the hook.
"Endure it."
He wanted to teach her a lesson.
This is the consequence of being disobedient.
He really will kill her.
It wasn't until dawn, when Shen Jingni cried in his arms again, that the crying finally ended.
Zhao Zonglan ordered someone to change the bed sheets and sofa.
He took a quick shower and then carried the already asleep Shen Jingni to the next room to rest.
Shen Jingni slept until evening before waking up.
When she woke up, she stayed snuggled in the blankets, not wanting to move at all.
Zhao Zonglan last night was terrifying and fierce.
She was indeed impulsive about the crystal ball, but ultimately, it wasn't her fault.
Wasn't it him who made her angry first?
Shen Jingni never wastes her time internally.
So she chose to vent her anger on Zhao Zonglan again.
I'll just pretend to be asleep and ignore him. I'll let him coax and beg me.
Last night's meeting was unexpectedly called off by Zhao Zonglan.
Although the group's senior management had many questions, no one could fathom Chairman Zhao's thoughts, and no one dared to raise any objections. They could only reconnect today and continue the discussion.
It was called a discussion, but it was actually a dispute between radicals and conservatives.
After making a brief decision, Zhao Zonglan adjourned the meeting.
He returned to his room and saw the kitten on the bed pretending to be asleep.
The blanket completely covered its head, and it would occasionally move around a couple of times.
Zhao Zonglan leaned quietly against the door.
He lit a cigarette and leisurely watched the little bundle on the bed. In less than two minutes, he saw her round head stick out from under the covers.
Shen Jingni glared at him angrily, her lips pouting, accusing him of being cold and heartless, "Why don't you come and coax me to eat?"
"You were so fierce last night."
Her eyes were brimming with tears, her voice was still a little hoarse, and he had left many marks on her swan-like neck.
They look pitiful, but that only makes you want to bully them even more.
Zhao Zonglan's throat tightened slightly.
He took a deep drag of his cigarette before going over and pinching her slightly puffed cheek, his voice deep and resonant: "How do you want me to coax you?"
Shen Jingni's glassy eyes darted around, and she said in a coquettish voice, "I'm so tired and hungry, I can't even lift my hands."
"Brother, can you feed me?"
He seemed to deliberately misinterpret her meaning: "I just fed you this morning, didn't you say you were full?"
Shen Jingni: "..."
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