Chapter 37 Good boy!
Qu He was taken aback by his question and nodded blankly.
Zhuang Bieyan smiled faintly, one arm encircling her waist, the other hand's fingertips gently tracing her lips, a hint of enigmatic allure in his voice, "What do you want?"
Qu Heming was clearly not in a good mood, but her face turned even redder after hearing those words.
She couldn't express it, and she felt very uncomfortable.
"I don't know..." she said, nuzzling his neck pitifully.
Through the thin fabric, Zhuang Bieyan could feel the two men's rapid heartbeats.
He lowered his head and sighed helplessly, "Then what can we do?"
The warm breath brushed against her earlobe, causing Qu He to shiver and flinch.
She paused, opened her unfocused eyes, and after groping him haphazardly, she accurately grabbed his hand and kissed it.
"you."
"Um?"
I want you.
"Have you thought it through?"
"Um."
Zhuang Bieyan did not withdraw his finger, but continued to gently caress her lips with a tentative touch, "Be good, open your mouth."
The three words carried an undeniable gentleness.
The next second, his lips covered hers, with a hint of aggression. The scent of cedar on his body quickly suppressed the heat in Qu He's body.
Qu He's body went limp, and she instinctively climbed onto his shoulder.
Her body gradually relaxed, and Zhuang Bieyan only stepped back slightly when she was almost out of breath.
Their foreheads touched, and he asked with a hint of a smile, "Are you still hot?"
Qu He felt dizzy.
He shook his head.
This time, she took the initiative to lean in and kissed the corner of his lips, just like he had done before.
Zhuang Bieyan let her continue her antics, only slightly opening her mouth when her tongue touched his.
"Ahe," he gently stroked her burning cheek, "Who am I?"
Qu He blinked halfway through the kiss, still half-asleep.
He chuckled softly, sighing indulgently, "Call me Ayan."
"Ayan." She obediently replied, with a touch of clinginess.
For some reason, she looked up and tentatively called out, "Brother?"
Zhuang Bieyan's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice deep yet gentle: "Say it again, all together."
Qu He paused for a moment, then said in a sweet voice, "Brother Ayan."
It has a soft and sweet texture.
Zhuang Bieyan chuckled softly, leaned down and kissed her forehead, his voice as soft as a sigh: "Silly girl, it's Brother Yanzi."
The moonlight was as fine as gauze.
In the back and forth, it's unclear who fell into a deeper abyss.
...
The first light of dawn.
Sunlight streamed through the gauze curtains onto the bed, and Qu He slowly opened her eyes.
The ceiling was unfamiliar, and the sheets beneath me were not made of familiar fabric, but rather unfamiliar bedding with a faint scent of cedar.
As consciousness gradually returned, a strange soreness and weakness arose in my body.
Scenes from yesterday gradually came to mind.
She arrived at Zunyue according to Qian Zhaoye's address, entered a private room on the fourth floor, and was forced by Fang Ganming, and then...
She was burning up and her mind was hazy, but she could feel someone holding her and whispering comforting words in her ear. It was...
A farewell banquet for the Zhuang family!
besides..
She even seemed to have kissed him first.
even...
Zhuang Bieyan's hands...
Qu He suddenly gripped the blanket tightly, her face flushing red rapidly, her ears burning hot.
She almost sat up abruptly, but the sudden movement made her dizzy.
The room was quiet, and Zhuang Bieyan was nowhere to be seen.
Only the shirt on the chair not far away reminded her that what happened last night was not a dream.
An idea quickly popped into my head.
run!
She hurriedly threw off the covers and got out of bed, just as she put on her slippers when she heard the door click open.
The door was pushed open.
Qu He froze on the spot.
At the entrance, Zhuang Bieyan was pushing an elegantly decorated food cart.
Their eyes met, and the air seemed to freeze.
He was loosely wrapped in a black and gold bathrobe, the collar of which was wide open, revealing his well-defined muscles. Several red marks on the robe were clearly visible and looked extremely jarring!
Qu He's eyes narrowed sharply.
Red marks!
She silently looked down at her recently done manicure.
Last night's chaotic and passionate memories flooded back without warning; it was with these hands... that she left marks on him...
She wished she could chop those hands off right then and there!
I'd rather find a crack in the ground and crawl into it!
"woke up?"
Zhuang Bieyan walked over with a bowl of warm water, his well-defined fingers looking as if they were plated with gold in the morning light.
These hands... last night... helped her...
With a loud "boom".
Qu He's whole body was on fire, turning into a roast duck in an oven, with even the back of her neck turning red.
"You...I..."
"Um... I'm going to the restroom."
Qu He almost ran into the bathroom with her hands and feet clasped together, and nearly tripped over the carpet.
Looking at the closed door, Zhuang Bieyan's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile. "The clothes are in the closet."
"...Okay, thank you..." came a muffled reply from inside.
After receiving a reply, he pushed the food cart outside and closed the door.
Waiting patiently for the baby rabbits to emerge from their burrow.
Outside the door, Zhuang Bieyan stood in front of the French windows; the warm water on the coffee table had already gone cold.
When Qu He came out of the bedroom, she had already changed into a beige knitted dress from the closet, which made her look gentle and quiet.
"President Zhuang..." She subconsciously twisted her fingers and called his name.
He had changed out of his bathrobe and was now wearing a brown shirt with a matching vest, his tie neatly tied around his neck. He had returned to his aloof and dignified demeanor, as if the person he had just seen was not him at all.
Zhuang Bieyan turned around, his gaze falling on her, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes, "Hmm?"
She had clearly prepared her words inside, but when she stood in front of him, she couldn't utter a single word.
"that..."
"What are you standing there for?" He stepped forward, his voice devoid of emotion. "Come and have breakfast first."
The two sat facing each other.
Zhuang Bieyan poured another glass of warm water and pushed it in front of her, "Drink some water first."
The water in the glass refracted a beautiful light and shadow under the sunlight.
Qu He tightened her grip on the cup, her voice slightly hoarse, "Last night... why did you come?"
Zhuang Bieyan paused in his work, his tone carrying a hint of coldness. He briefly recounted what Ling Huo had witnessed the previous night.
Qu He listened in silence, then paused when he heard him mention the skirt from the D family.
Therefore, Zhuang Bieyan came simply because of a dress.
Touched by this, she whispered, "Thank you."
Zhuang Bieyan didn't speak, but just looked at her quietly. "Do you need me to investigate what happened last night?"
Qu He's fingers trembled slightly.
From the moment Fang Ganming took her away yesterday, she knew that Qian Zhaoye and Qiao Mian must have been behind this, and that the fragmented pieces of the past had pieced together a complete chain.
Fang Ganming's covetousness towards her, Qiao Mian's pregnancy and eagerness to climb the social ladder, and Qian Zhaoye...
I felt a stab to my heart, the pain almost suffocating me, and a surge of resentment and hatred welled up inside me.
Seven years of relationship, four years of betrayal, and he wouldn't even give her the last bit of dignity. He wanted to squeeze every last bit of value out of her, and even went so far as to scheme to defile her and ruin her reputation!
It's all a scheme!
She closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, only cold indifference remained.
Qu He looked up at Zhuang Bieyan sitting opposite her and shook her head, "No need."
She won't let this go so easily!
She will make them pay the price in her own way!
Zhuang Bieyan nodded slightly.
The room fell silent for a moment.
All that remained was the sound of a knife cutting through the food.
Qu He was still thinking about Qian Zhaoye when Zhuang Bieyan's words brought her back to reality.
"About last night..."
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