Chapter 220 The Temperature of the Tiger
Scarlett paced back and forth in front of the door of Dzeko's room.
It’s not that I can’t make up my mind, but that I can’t get in.
Dzeko locked the door!
You are such an adult, but you still lock the door when you sleep. It is a betrayal of the trust between people!
Scarlett's courage slowly faded as she paced back and forth.
…
…
In the room.
Dzeko had fallen asleep.
Suddenly, he heard several footsteps. The sound was not loud, but it was enough to wake him up.
He opened his eyes, put on his coat, and quickly got up.
Walk to the door.
Footsteps continued to sound at the door.
Sometimes big, sometimes small.
Sometimes far, sometimes near.
The lights were on in the corridor, and a figure crept in through the gap under the door, approaching step by step, and then moving away step by step.
To the end, we drifted further and further away.
It seems like he is about to leave.
actually.
Dzeko has a keen sense of smell and smelled Scarlett's scent early on.
But he didn't know what Scarlett's purpose was.
Tonight, Ashley should sleep with me.
They should be asleep by now.
Maybe Scarlett was going downstairs and just passed by him.
He didn't dare to imagine that Scarlett came for him.
The relationship between him and Scarlett has always been dull.
He is not good at expressing himself.
Scarlett never treated him differently.
Scarlett had countless choices, but she never chose him, and this time was no exception.
only.
When the figure blurred into a small dot and was about to leave his room.
He opened the door anyway.
…
…
Scarlett wandered outside Dzeko's room for ten minutes and finally chose to go back to her room to sleep.
She turned around and walked towards the stairs while thinking about how to capture Dzeko tomorrow. When she reached the corner of the corridor, a light swept over from behind, illuminating the way ahead of her.
She saw her own reflection on the wall.
There was another broad figure beside him, with shoulders crossed.
Dzeko is awake?
She turned around excitedly.
Sure enough, I saw Dzeko.
Dzeko met Scarlett's gaze and was slightly stunned.
Scarlett was looking at him, smiling at him, her eyes filled with joy.
"Scarlett..."
"Zheke, I'm so cold, let me sit in your room."
Before Dzeko could finish his words, Scarlett rushed into Dzeko's room.
She really came to see him.
Zheke moved his fingertips, and a smile appeared on his cold features.
The cold face suddenly turned like spring breeze melting snow, all things revived, and the coldness gradually dissipated.
Dzeko's room is simply furnished with a single sofa and a bed.
Scarlett walked silently to the bed and sat down, stroking the soft sheets with her fingers, thinking about what to do next.
Dzeko is too cold.
He also speaks in a harsh tone.
It always gives people a feeling of being kept at a distance.
Scarlett has a good understanding of her appearance and figure, so she is worried that he is sexually apathetic.
Scarlett took a deep breath and kept cheering herself up. Even if he was sexually apathetic, she would do it to him today!
Just as she was thinking, Zheke walked up to her with a coat in his hand.
Scarlett looked at the coat.
Then look at the thin nightgown on yourself.
Without answering, he pulled the quilt over and crawled into it. Only a furry head popped out, looking at Zheke with those pink peach blossom eyes, "Quilt, it's warmest inside the quilt."
Zheke's eyebrows moved slightly, and the fingers hidden under his coat slowly tightened.
A hint of unbearable emotion flashed across her slightly drooping affectionate eyes, and her Adam's apple was pressed down and trembling slightly.
"Um."
He looked at Scarlett, controlling his expression, trying to keep it calm and not revealing his true self.
He was worried about scaring her.
Dzeko hung his coat back on the floor-standing hanger.
He glanced at the locked door, turned around, sat down on the sofa, and reached for the head of the bed, as if to turn off the light.
Scarlett's eyes moved and she grabbed his hand. "Aren't you going to bed?"
Zheke raised his eyelids, his amber eyes flickering slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, don't you want to sleep in the bed?"
Hearing this.
Scarlett's temples throbbed twice.
really.
There's something wrong with Dzeko.
She was so obvious, but he didn't feel it at all.
She held Zheke's hand tightly, not allowing him to turn off the light, "I, I will be cold sleeping alone, you, you sleep with me."
"Your Highness, Ashley will be your attendant tonight."
Dzeko did not respond to Scarlett's words, but instead used another topic and spoke seriously.
Scarlett understood that Dzeko was ordering her to leave. If it were in the past, she would have definitely left.
There are plenty of men.
But now, she was stuck with the inexplicable thing that appeared, and she was a very curious person, so the more confused she was, the more she wanted to figure it out.
She won't leave tonight.
She gritted her teeth and acted like a princess, "Zheke, don't forget, you are also my husband. I want you to sleep with me tonight!"
Dzeko slowly raised his eyes, a hint of darkness flashing across them. When he met Scarlett's eyes, he became cold and distant again, "Your Highness wants me to sleep with you?"
Scarlett nodded, "Yes!"
She emphasized, "Don't worry, after you sleep with me, you belong to me. I won't bully you anymore. Not only that, I will protect you and stand up for you if others bully you! So, don't worry and give me your body, no, your heart. I will definitely treat you well."
Just as Mo Ting said.
Scarlett always likes to use the title "Your Highness" when she is bluffing. The more timid she is, the more she uses it.
Mo Ting is not the only one who knows this.
Dzeko knows it too.
The more he listened, the bigger his smile grew.
After hearing the last part, a dim light appeared in her affectionate eyes, and tenderness appeared at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.
A smile broke out on that cold and indifferent face.
The iceberg melts, the coldness collapses, and the hottest temperature suppressed deep in the heart bursts out, moving as the heart desires.
With a "click".
The lights are out.
The hand Scarlett had grasped ripped free of hers.
"Zheke." She called out uncertainly.
"I am here."
Zheke's voice appeared beside her, with a scorching temperature, slowly approaching her breath.
Scarlett was startled, her eyes lighting up.
Although the room was dark, Dzeko's figure was particularly clear.
He lifted the quilt and slept in.
He seemed to be wearing no clothes.
So when his body pressed against her, Scarlett felt burned.
It's really hot.
"Your Highness, I have never served in a bed and I don't know anything. Will Your Highness teach me?"
Zheke asked in a hoarse voice.
The pulled breath intertwined with Scarlett's ears.
It was so close, and so hot, Scarlett was a little overwhelmed. She paused for a few seconds, then nodded slowly, "Okay."
"So, what's the first step?"
Zheke asked her.
How to do it?
Scarlett's mind was blank now.
I was almost dizzy from the terrifying heat of Dzeko.
The little tiger is so hot.
She blushed for a few seconds and then said quietly, "Take off your clothes first."
(End of this chapter)
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