Compared to Jing Zhe's other women, Zhang Xiaoyu was relatively shorter, a petite and cute beauty.
So after Jing Zhe pulled her into his arms, her little head rested on Jing Zhe's chin, her warm breath spraying onto Jing Zhe's chest, making him feel warm.
Jing Zhe gently stroked Zhang Xiaoyu's back, and only after her breathing gradually calmed down did he say softly, "Xiaoyu, I came by once before, and I didn't wake you up because you were asleep."
"I know…"
Zhang Xiaoyu tilted her head back, her face streaked with tears, and said softly.
You know?
Jing Zhe was a little puzzled. He clearly saw her asleep when he came last time.
"I…"
Zhang Xiaoyu looked up at him, then her earlobes turned bright red. She lowered her head again and whispered, "Pretending to be asleep..."
After speaking, she seemed too shy and, just like before, tucked her small head into her disproportionately full chest, making people both envious and jealous.
"Why are you pretending to be asleep, Xiaoyu?"
This time, Zhang Xiaoyu did not continue to avoid Jing Zhe's gaze, but chose to look him directly in the eye.
"Because only when I pretend to be asleep... can I get closer to you, even closer..."
Jing Zhe gently rubbed her head and chuckled softly, "But right now, Xiaoyu isn't pretending to be asleep, so isn't she very close to me?"
Zhang Xiaoyu blushed and whispered, "This is different! Before, how could Xiaoyu have imagined that one day Young Master would hold me in his arms? Like now, Xiaoyu feels like she's dreaming, wishing she would never wake up, yet knowing it's impossible..."
Seeing her growing increasingly pessimistic, Jing Zhe said, "Xiaoyu, you're overthinking it. You can just tell me what's on your mind. If you keep it all inside, how will I know?"
"Can... I really tell you, young master?"
Seeing Jing Zhe nod, a glimmer of hope flashed in Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes, but it quickly dimmed, and she said listlessly, "Young Master, Xiaoyu knows... I am not worthy!"
"How much you want to—"
"Young Master!"
Before Jing Zhe could finish speaking, Zhang Xiaoyu covered his mouth with her hand and said, "Young Master, please listen to me first. When I first met you at the Qingyun Taoist Temple, although I thought you were a bad person, I still felt a strong urge to be close to and trust you..."
"Later, I learned that it was Young Master who saved Xiaoyu. If it weren't for Young Master, Xiaoyu would not only have lost her body and her chastity, but she probably wouldn't have wanted to live anymore. So from that time on, Young Master lived in Xiaoyu's heart."
"Young Master is not only a good person, but also very resourceful. He helped our winery recover from its near collapse and helped my father recover from his grief. My parents both like him very much. At that time, Xiaoyu really wanted to forget about her pride and confess her feelings to him..."
"However, before Xiaoyu could even speak, the young master participated in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Gathering, won first place, and received a title from His Majesty. At that time, Xiaoyu felt that she was not good enough for the young master. Later, the young master became the younger brother of Zhu Sheren, and so many ministers in the court valued him highly. Xiaoyu then realized that the young master was so outstanding that only a talented woman like Zhu Sheren was worthy of him."
Xiaoyu told herself she would never think about the young master again, but she just couldn't do it! Every time she saw him, her heart would pound, and she would be happy all day. When she couldn't see him, she felt completely drained…
"Xiaoyu knows that although I will never be worthy of you, young master, I can always find a way to get closer to you. So I want to take charge of the winery and also take over the Fragrance Pavilion. In the future, I will follow you to open wineries and the Fragrance Pavilion all over the world. Although I am very tired every day, I am willing to do it all because I think that this will bring me closer to you..."
Having said so much in one breath, Zhang Xiaoyu raised her head and boldly met Jing Zhe's gaze, seemingly pleading, "Young Master, Xiaoyu's demands are not high. Xiaoyu knows she is not good enough for you. So, could you please not forget Xiaoyu in the future and come to see Xiaoyu five times a month... no, even just two or three times, okay?"
Jing Zhe was surprised that before he could even speak, Zhang Xiaoyu had already begun to pour out her heart to him, which was very touching.
Seeing her almost pleading gaze, he still shook his head.
Zhang Xiaoyu's tears instantly flowed down her cheeks like beads from a broken string.
Jing Zhe was startled and immediately said, "What I mean is, how could I only come to see Xiaoyu five times a month? As long as I'm in Jingzhou, I have to come every day! Because Xiaoyu is like my housekeeper now, I have to consult with her often, especially when I'm short of money, Xiaoyu can't refuse to give me any!"
Happiness came so suddenly that Zhang Xiaoyu was somewhat at a loss.
Tears continued to stream down her face, but her eyes shone with a newfound light. She wrinkled her delicate nose and asked softly, "Is everything you said... true, young master?"
Seeing Jing Zhe nod, Zhang Xiaoyu mustered her courage and said, "Young Master, you mustn't lie to Xiaoyu! If you do, Xiaoyu might die!"
Jing Zhe tightened his grip, pulling the petite and charming Zhang Xiaoyu into his arms, and then laughed, "No, it won't happen. Besides, didn't I tell Xiaoyu that wherever my newspaper opens, your winery and restaurant will follow? We'll even be traveling together when we leave the city, so what are you afraid of?"
Zhang Xiaoyu nodded excitedly, then shook her head to correct him, "It's not Xiaoyu's wine shop and restaurant, it's the young master's!"
"Hehe, what's mine and yours? What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine, don't you think?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyu squirmed a few times in Jing Zhe's arms, her body slightly damp, and her eyes burning with desire.
"Young master...I..."
Seeing that Zhang Xiaoyu was somewhat aroused, Jing Zhe lowered his head and kissed her.
It was Zhang Xiaoyu's first time kissing, and her movements were clumsy. Just like Su Mochen, she held his lips and kissed them repeatedly.
Jing Zhe was somewhat convinced. What was going on today? Why was he being caught and subjected to such a brutal beating?
Fortunately, Zhang Xiaoyu's situation was very different from Su Mochen's. Su Mochen was gritting his teeth, wishing he could bite him to death, but Zhang Xiaoyu was actively testing the waters...
However, this is what brings a great sense of accomplishment. Under Jing Zhe's mouth-to-mouth instruction, Zhang Xiaoyu's kissing skills went from being unfamiliar to becoming proficient.
Jing Zhe also did something he had always wanted to do but never dared to do: he personally measured how big Zhang Xiaoyu was. The final conclusion was simply astonishing; he couldn't imagine that such a petite figure could produce such a stunning physique!
"Young Master..."
After being pursued by Jing Zhe, Zhang Xiaoyu became infatuated and confused.
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