Zhou Fang glanced at me sideways without saying a word, but he didn't loosen the grip on his wrist, not allowing me to retract it.
He took out his cell phone and made a call.
After a while, a waiter brought in an iodine cotton swab and a tube of ointment.
Zhou Fang broke off a cotton swab and gently wiped the iodine on my wound. His long eyelashes hid his emotions, but his voice was a little muffled. "I can't control how you lived in the past, but from now on, you have to take good care of yourself."
"I'll take care of where you're being careless."
My heart trembled slightly, my eyes suddenly became sad, I raised my lips, and felt like crying.
It turns out that people don’t just want to cry when they are sad.
Before I could say anything, the man's big hand with broken wrist bones twisted the ointment again. The man who once said that he couldn't do such delicate work as treating wounds was now doing it very well. I had never seen him so serious and rigorous when signing contracts for multi-billion dollar projects.
The slightly cool ointment spread throughout his limbs and bones as if carrying an electric current.
It made me shrink back.
Zhou Fang frowned slightly, held my ankle to prevent me from moving, and said unhappily, "Do you feel the pain now?"
"No, it doesn't hurt."
It really doesn't hurt.
Moreover, applying the cool ointment felt much more comfortable than the insoles of the shoes rubbing against the wound.
Zhou Fang frowned slightly, and just as he finished applying the ointment, he put the ointment aside with swift movements, pinched my waist with both hands, pulled me up, and held me on his lap.
He pressed his forehead against mine, his brown eyes filled with helplessness, and said in a compromising tone, "Ruan Nanzhi, it hurts, it hurts, are you done?"
"I can't bear to see you get hurt."
"Not at all."
The man's paranoid and domineering voice reached my ears, and I suddenly looked up and kissed him.
But she did not close her eyes subconsciously as usual. She wanted to completely engrave his affectionate and emotional look at this moment in her heart.
Even when I am old, I hope I can still recall these fragments that made me feel the surge of love.
I'm actually not very good at kissing, and the only time I take the initiative is just a random kiss.
But Zhou Fang was still suffering. When I noticed something was wrong with his body, I stepped back with my cheeks flushed. The aftereffects of the alcohol also took effect at this moment, and I felt a little weak.
His eyes were filled with lust. He straightened the clothes on me that he had messed up. He held me in his arms with one hand and pinched my cheek with the other. "You're so bold even though you're drunk that you can tease me like this?"
“Knock knock—”
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Zhou Qing stood at the door, smiling broadly, and said jokingly, "What's the point of flirting? Did I hear something I shouldn't have?"
I reflexively left Zhou Fang's embrace and stood up abruptly. My face was almost burning and my body felt a little dizzy, but I managed to steady myself. "Sister Zhou, Sister Zhou Qing!"
Zhou Fang didn't move, and took the initiative to ask: "Why didn't you knock on the door?"
Zhou Qing felt guilty, but still insisted, "Didn't I just knock?"
“Who opens the door first and then knocks?”
Zhou Fang chuckled and pulled me to sit down again. Seeing that the ointment on my wound had hardly dried, he put a band-aid on it while looking at Zhou Qing and asked lazily, "Do you have any flat shoes in the car? Ruan's foot was bruised."
I quickly stopped him: "Don't bother with that, just put a Band-Aid on it..."
"It's okay. I just have the habit of preparing shoes."
Zhou Qing took out his phone and called Jiang Yuheng, then came over and said, "I'll ask your uncle to get it for you. Don't be afraid of trouble. Men are meant to cause trouble."
"You should learn to bother Afang more in the future. You are the only one who can bother this guy." Zhou Qing said.
When Jiang Yuheng brought the shoes over, the guests in the banquet hall had not yet left.
Tonight, Jiang Yuheng has been inseparable from Jiang Yunshu, calling her "big sister" all the time, which directly revealed the relationship between Jiang Yunshu and the Jiang family.
As a result, everyone became more determined to maintain a good relationship with Jiang Yunshu.
After all, Jiang Yuheng is notoriously strict and difficult to get along with.
…
It was already past ten o'clock when Zhou Fangqi and I arrived at Lijingyuan.
After entering the elevator, I pressed the sixth floor button, but he was slow to press it. When I looked at him in confusion, he pushed me against the elevator wall.
His big hands pinched my waist and pressed me against him, his voice hoarse, "Have you worn off the alcohol?"
"not yet……"
After changing into flat shoes, I was afraid that Jiang Yunshu would drink too much, so I went out and got her a few glasses of wine.
I dozed off for a while on the way here, but I still felt a little dizzy.
Zhou Fang raised the corner of his lips slightly, lifted me up, and whispered in a voice that seemed to bewitch and coax: "Then kiss me again."
“…Surveillance, there is surveillance!”
I turned my face away, wishing I could hide myself in the blind spot of the surveillance camera!
Zhou kissed my forehead unscrupulously and said, "We'll be there soon."
"bite--"
As if to prove his words, the elevator stopped as soon as he finished speaking.
I was about to run away when he grabbed my wrist and walked out of the elevator with me, very calmly saying, "There's something wrong with the electrical circuit at my house, and I haven't had time to ask a technician to fix it yet."
“…”
I was probably just too drunk to be a coward. After entering the house, I leaned against the cabinet in the hallway, staring at him, "Zhou Fang, do you want to sleep with me?"
He didn't flinch either. His gaze was unbiased, filled with surging desire, and the darkness outside the window was even darker than the night. "I've been thinking about it for a long time."
"long time?"
I was slightly stunned.
All in all, it can't be said that it's been a "long time" since I came to China.
Zhou Fang paced forward, forcing me to fit closely with the entrance cabinet. His deep eyes did not hide his burning desire at all. "From the moment I recognized you, or rather, before I found you, but when I had already become a man, I wanted to possess you."
As soon as he finished speaking, I didn't have time to react before a hot kiss covered my lips, as if to burn me whole, including my heart.
He had never felt such an urge, the quiet space was accompanied at certain moments by his low, dull, and uncontrollably trembling ending.
I don't know if it was because of his blunt, overly explicit words, or because I sensed his surging possessiveness, but my body was out of control...
"Zhou Fang..."
"Zhou Fang...Zhou Fang..."
I knew this wouldn't be just a kiss like before, but I had no intention of calling it quits. I put aside all the questions that had popped up in my mind in the past.
Consciousness is blurred yet extremely clear.
I was so drunk that I couldn't look back or forth, but I knew very clearly in whose arms I was at that moment.
He lifted me up to my waist, put his mouth close to my ear, and sprayed hot air on me, "Baby, do you want to go to the sofa or the bed?"
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