"Then I'll put a band-aid on for you."
So, a row of densely packed pink cartoon cat patterns appeared on those originally sexy and abstinent hands.
"I didn't notice that this band-aid had a pattern."
Lin Zhenzhen herself felt awkward, and she took the opportunity to touch Zhou Gan's hand a few more times, "Or I can take it off for you."
"No need, it's fine."
Lin Zhenzhen had no choice but to reluctantly withdraw her hand, her eyes darting around the room.
Suddenly she noticed a glass ornament on the bedside table and was somewhat surprised.
"That's not..."
Zhou Gan followed her gaze, and his previously expressionless face immediately became somewhat flustered.
"I've kept some of that incense because it works really well."
Is it appropriate for a CEO of a listed company with a net worth of over 100 billion to have a cheap, outdated item from a few years ago on his bedside table?
Lin Zhenzhen pretended to be clueless and recalled to herself, "I remember you used to drill a hole in the back to put our photos in."
As she spoke, she reached out to touch it, but Zhou Gan was faster than she was.
No, you're mistaken.
[Host, he's lying.]
Of course she knew.
Lin Zhenzhen seized the opportunity. She put one hand on the other person's shoulder, used the leverage to stand on tiptoe, and stretched out her other hand to try to reach the ornament.
Seeing that she was still a step behind, she naturally jumped up.
The sudden exertion caused the two to lose their balance. As Zhou Gan fell backward, he instinctively grabbed Lin Zhenzhen's waist, resulting in their current position.
Zhou Gan lay on his back on the bed, while Lin Zhenzhen lay on top of him, her arms supporting her against the man's chest, listening to the strong and powerful heartbeat that was getting faster and faster.
Is this intimate enough?
Before Lin Zhenzhen could get a reply, the person beneath her suddenly moved.
Zhou Gan grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away, but in the next second he took the initiative and pinned her firmly beneath him.
A large hand with a pink bandage roamed around her neck, from her hairline to her chin, and finally gently rubbed her earlobe.
The system paused for two seconds: [We're intimate enough now.]
The earlobe was Lin Zhen's sensitive spot, a fact that Zhou Gan remembered and that this body also remembered.
The moment his hand touched her, Lin Zhenzhen couldn't help but shudder, and her face flushed red.
"Zhou Gan, no." She sobbed softly, like a kitten that had been bullied terribly.
"I'm sorry." Her voice brought Zhou Gan back to his senses. He snapped out of his daze, withdrew his hand, and stood up, a hint of annoyance in his expression.
No, don't go...
Lin Zhenzhen only tried to persuade him in her heart, while maintaining her composure on her face.
She gathered her messy hair, and the way she turned to the side and lowered her head gave her a captivating, unspoken charm.
When she looked up, she was facing the computer screen on the desk.
Above, several heads were neatly arranged, all staring wide-eyed at the camera in utter terror.
The largest split screen shows Lin Zhen, disheveled, kneeling on the bed with a blank expression.
"Bang!" The laptop screen was slammed shut.
Zhou Gan paused for two seconds: "They won't tell anyone, I can guarantee that."
Lin Zhenzhen was stunned, then slowly moved to his side: "The video from that night in the living room wasn't leaked because you contacted the production team beforehand?"
"Yes, I had them delete the footage, and I confirmed there were no backups." He said this casually, as if it were just a trivial matter.
This is the power of money; otherwise, why would so many people fight tooth and nail to seek the protection of capital?
Lin Zhenzhen, who had enjoyed the special treatment from the domineering CEO, felt no surprise whatsoever; instead, her face turned deathly pale.
"In that case, I'll be going now." She hurriedly pulled up her open collar, got out of bed, and headed out.
Zhou Gan keenly noticed her change in mood and reached out to stop her: "What's wrong? You?"
"You cried?" He was stunned. Lin Zhenzhen's crystal tears fell silently onto the wool carpet like pearls from a broken string.
Lin Zhenzhen didn't answer, but just stared with red eyes, tears streaming down her face like a tap that had been turned on, making Zhou Gan's heart ache.
"I'm sorry, did I do something wrong?" Zhou Gan unconsciously lowered his voice and coaxed her in a tone as if he were a child.
"You're right, I was just too presumptuous." Lin Zhenzhen's smile was more like a grimace. "I haven't told anyone about our relationship. Don't worry, I'll keep the past to myself and won't bring you any negative news."
Zhou Gan frowned deeply: "That's not what I meant."
"If I could, I'd like to be willful one last time," Lin Zhenzhen pleaded, "just as a souvenir."
"..."
The moment Zhou Gan nodded, Lin Zhenzhen quickly tiptoed and placed a light kiss on his lips before fleeing the room.
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