Shu Jia felt a jolt in her heart when Zhuo Zhiyuan stared at her, and she picked up the wine bottle to drink as a cover-up.
"It's empty."
"ah?"
Shu Jia was holding the wine bottle to her lips when Zhuo Zhiyuan said this indifferently.
"The bottle is empty."
Shu Jia looked closely.
She had finished the wine in the bottle at some point, and the bottle was empty.
Shu Jia chuckled awkwardly and placed the wine bottle aside. Just then, Zhuo Zhiyuan reached out and handed her a newly opened bottle of wine.
Zhuo Zhiyuan remained casually lounging on the sofa, only extending half of his arm. Shu Jia, sitting opposite him, naturally couldn't reach the wine Zhuo Zhiyuan was offering her.
Shu Jia had no choice but to stand up, take a few steps, and go get it.
The hand touches the bottle and applies force.
Caught off guard, Shu Jia was thrown into Zhuo Zhiyuan's arms by the force of the bottle.
"Thump"
It was the dull thud of a bottle hitting a soft carpet, accompanied by the faint sound of running water.
That was the sound of wine flowing from the bottle.
But at that moment, no one was in the mood to care about the wine bottle that had fallen to the ground.
"Zhuo Zhiyuan—what are you doing?"
Shu Jia reached out to push Zhuo Zhiyuan away, but he easily and firmly held onto her with just one arm.
Shu Jia was completely unable to move.
Men and women are naturally different in terms of body shape.
"Shu Jia—why don't you want to try being a real couple!"
"What?--"
Zhuo Zhiyuan's words struck Shu Jia like a thunderbolt, leaving her completely stunned.
Before she could react, Zhuo Zhiyuan's forceful kiss followed, his other hand silently running through Shu Jia's hair and gripping the back of her head.
The principles of Yin and Yang seem to be an innate nature and instinct of men.
Although Zhuo Zhiyuan has only had one real combat experience so far, three years later, when he conducted another real combat exercise, he was still in his element and handled it with ease.
On the contrary, Shu Jia's pushing force became lighter and lighter, and finally, following Zhuo Zhiyuan's varying strength, she clung tightly to the only towering tree in front of her, like a delicate dodder vine.
In the dimly lit room, clothes lay scattered on the floor, gradually becoming tinged with the rich aroma of milk wine.
On the sofa, two figures floated up and down, closely connected.
——
The next morning at nine o'clock, Secretary Li raised his arm to check his watch for the nth time.
"That shouldn't be the case. The plane wasn't delayed, and it should have arrived at 8 o'clock. Even if it took some time to get out of the airport, it shouldn't have taken an hour, right? I can't get through on the phone either."
The driver scratched the back of his head, winked, and spoke.
"Secretary Li, could it be that Mr. Zhuo missed the plane? You know, these two are like newlyweds, they should be busy nurturing their relationship, right?"
"Go away! You think Xiao Zhuo is always that kind of person?"
Secretary Li said irritably.
"So, are we going back or not? We still haven't been able to find Young Master Zhuo, are we just going to stay here and wait?"
Secretary Li practically peeked out of the car window, scanned the people outside several times, and finally said dejectedly, "Let's go back first!"
The young CEO, whom Secretary Li had described as "not that kind of person," was now in Li's arms, warm and soft, and he didn't want to get up at all.
However, the person in her arms woke up and was overcome with shame, so she stayed huddled under the covers, too ashamed to show her face.
"Aren't you getting up yet?" Zhuo Zhiyuan, who had eaten and drunk his fill, looked completely satisfied. He lay on his side on the bed, propping his head up with his hand, and leisurely looked at the person who was curled up like a shrimp in the quilt.
"This is so annoying, Zhuo Zhiyuan, get out!"
"Me, go out? How can I go out? Wasn't someone crying and begging me to come in yesterday?"
"Zhuo Zhiyuan!"
Shu Jia's humiliating and indignant cry, though reaching Zhuo Zhiyuan's ears through the blankets, had already become weak and feeble.
"Okay, I'm going out. Oh, right, I forgot to tell you something."
"What?"
A muffled sound came from behind.
"So you've been plotting against me all along?"
Zhuo Zhiyuan's voice revealed a hint of smug pleasure.
Shu Jia, lying in the blanket, immediately became as quiet as a chicken, and even wrapped the blanket tighter around herself.
Zhuo Zhiyuan looked at the quilt and found it more and more adorable, so adorable that he wanted to take it home and hide it away so that he could admire it secretly by himself.
Well—perhaps things didn't start well between him and Shu Jia, but he believed that every day from now on would be better than the day before.
The longest-lasting expression of love is to be there for someone.
He was certain that he would be safe for the rest of his life and would spend it with the person in front of him.
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