Chapter 49 Chen Zhan, You Are Drunk
From red wine to Dongfang Kunjiangtai, Zhou Jingyu has been teaching her how to taste wine seriously. Chen Zan has also opened the door to novelty. Even when Zhou Jingyu gave her handmade plum wine based on green wine, she felt it was not strong enough.
Zhou Jingyu laughed at her, saying she was too drunk and would get drunk in a short while. "The white wine just now was mellow and strong, so I'll drink some sake to calm my nerves and clear my mouth."
Chen Zhan had completely relaxed. "I'm going to sleep soon anyway, so I'll just get drunk. My roommate said I'm a good drinker and I definitely won't act crazy when drunk."
Zhou Jingyu paused for a moment after hearing this. When he raised his eyelids to look at Chen Zan again, there was a hint of ambiguity in his eyes. "Aren't you going back to the dormitory tonight?"
Chen Zhan uttered an "eh" and deliberately leaned closer, "Mr. Zhou, so you're still planning on taking me back to school tonight?"
She had completely lost her usual calm and obedient demeanor. Her rosy face was flushed with alcohol, and her rosy lips were curled up in a playful arc. Perhaps she herself did not even realize that her eyes, which were moistened by alcohol, were now full of mist, perfectly demonstrating what it meant to have seductive eyes.
Zhou Jingyu's eyes darkened, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse: "Chen Zhan, you are drunk."
Chen Zhan leaned closer, as if to get into his arms, but he kept a distance, his breath carrying the aroma of wine and warming it on that handsome face. "Mr. Zhou, you haven't answered my question just now. Do you want to take me back to school tonight?"
Zhou Jingyu still didn't answer, but poured the last glass of Chinese sweet wine with a gloomy look in his eyes.
Chen Zan pursed his lips, disliking the man's nagging, and subconsciously reached out to take the last glass of wine. However, he didn't expect that his hand would fall empty as soon as he stretched it out.
Zhou Jingyu drank the wine in one gulp, then grabbed Chen Zan's neck with his cold, bony hands and pressed her towards him. He placed his lips on her rosy lips, and the wine slowly seeped into her mouth.
Chen Zhan could only tilt his head back and swallow continuously. The rich aroma of wine filled their mouths. Taking advantage of this, Zhou Jingyu kissed her fiercely, biting and rubbing her, constantly teasing her and entangled her, sucking her until the root of her tongue hurt and her scalp was numb.
The fire in the fireplace beside my ear was burning with firewood, and the crackling sound was intertwined with heavy breathing and low moans.
The temperature in the wine cellar rose, and Chen Zan began to sweat from the heat. His lips were held and rubbed carefully, and then kisses followed the corners of his lips, and the kisses fell densely on his jaw and slid down to his ears.
He licked and nibbled the tender flesh of his earlobe, his voice deep and tense as he finally answered the question, "I don't want to send you back."
After he finished speaking, Chen Zan's head buzzed, and she felt numb from the soles of her feet to her scalp. She felt like she was drowning in it. Every time he touched her, her body seemed not to be her own, and she gave an indescribable response.
She had no time to resist this unfamiliar tide of desire, and she was completely defeated. She shouted his name incoherently: "Zhou Jingyu, don't be here."
He responded to her with a low chuckle. He grabbed her hand that was against his chest and put it around his neck. He picked her up and carried her sideways, kissing her as they walked upstairs to the bathroom.
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The air was filled with passion. On the soft velvet quilt lay Chen Zhan, who was almost softened into a puddle of mud. His warm lips brushed across every inch of her skin like warm silk, leaving behind his unique mark.
Chen Zhan rose and fell like the ebb and flow of the tide in the sea, and the green bamboo outside seemed to sway with it.
Faintly, it seemed like it was raining outside.
Zhou Jingyu carefully moved the pot of sleeping lotus back to the greenhouse, and then he had to work hard to fertilize and care for it. Late at night, the petals of the sleeping lotus finally bloomed one by one, revealing the delicate stamens inside.
But it is too difficult to grow and too delicate and precious. You have to be careful when applying fertilizer, as the branches will be broken if you are not careful. You can only turn over the soil little by little and then seep the fertilizer in little by little.
But Zhou Jingyu was still thinking about something, and his patience was exhausted after a while. He lost strength in taking care of the tender flowers. He turned them over and over, and the branches trembled. When he put the flowers back, the petals that were ravaged beyond recognition were bumped against the waves and surged, and he was deeply caught in this vortex of passion from which he could not extricate himself.
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Chen Zhan was woken up by the heat in the middle of the night. Her whole body felt as if it was sunk in a furnace. She pushed the hard and hot embrace in front of her away and hummed, "I'm hot."
Then her tender white fingers were caught and kissed gently. The person next to her got up, without turning on the light, picked up the water that had been prepared on the bedside, and handed it to Chen Zan's lips. She was served water without even opening her eyes, just like an old Buddhist.
Zhou Jingyu was kind enough to rub the liquid flowing from her lips with his fingertips, but the meaning of this action changed as he rubbed it.
The hot body covered her and her lips were kissed again. Chen Zhan subconsciously wanted to dodge. She was almost tormented to death an hour ago and didn't want it to happen again.
Zhou Jingyu whispered in her ear: "Be good, this is the last time."
Chen Zhan sobbed and said she didn't want to eat midnight snack. He coaxed her and said, "Yes, you can eat. You could eat just now..."
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Chen Zan had to get up at 8 am the next day. When Zhou Jingyu pulled her out of bed before 7 am, she was still in a daze.
When she got out of bed, her legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Zhou Jingyu caught her in time.
The pain in her back and waist, as well as another discomfort in another part of her body, made her frown and groan.
Seeing this, the man said nervously, "Are you injured? Let me take a look."
Chen Zan quickly said no, no need.
No matter how far away you run, your throat will still be dry and sore.
Zhou Jingyu's outstretched hand fell empty, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he smiled lazily, "Where is Chen Zan, the man who seduced me last night?"
Talking about what happened last night, scenes flashed through Chen Zan's mind and her face became hot. She didn't expect that she would be so brave. Now when she thinks about it, she admires herself.
He swallowed and answered hesitantly, "Maybe it's the alcohol that makes me brave?"
Zhou Jingyu couldn't help but chuckle when he heard that. He was in a good mood. "Go wash up. I'll take you to school."
Chen Zan, wrapped in pajamas, ran into the bathroom as if escaping and locked the door.
In the mirror, she pulled open her pajamas and took a look. From her collarbone down, there were marks left by someone sucking. Fortunately, she had managed to hold on to her rationality and asked him not to kiss her, otherwise she would definitely not be able to bear it today.
Suddenly I thought of how I was tossed and turned all night last night. I said I didn’t want to do it every time, but in the end I still tossed and turned until dawn.
They slept for less than two hours in total. She felt listless and her body ached all over, but Zhou Jingyu was still full of energy and vitality.
Who told Chen Zan that men can no longer drive after the age of 25?
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