Chapter 107 Wen Song Agreed
The question was far too direct, and Wen Song seemed a little overwhelmed. Her flushed cheeks continued to burn, and she bit her lower lip lightly, as if she were facing a difficult problem to ask, unsure how to give the Alpha a perfect score.
Guan Ju kept a close eye on the Beta's facial expression. Perhaps the other person was in a daze due to alcohol, leaning back in the soft sofa, his amber eyes seemingly covered with a layer of hazy mist.
She's both obedient and alluring.
“Mr. Wen,” Guan Ju’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he said, “is this question also difficult to answer?”
While showering in his room, he kept thinking about this question: if he had gotten involved in this relationship before he lost his memory, and if Wen Song was interested in him, had the two of them had a relationship?
If so, then let everything else take its natural course.
If not —
That would provide a substantial guarantee for this relationship, which could be severed at any time.
"It's not difficult." Wen Song wasn't drunk, but her cheeks felt very hot.
He had been tested and found that the alcohol was not an allergen. He just had it on his face after drinking, giving the impression that he was drunk and trying to get information out of people.
Guan Ju pressed further, "So, does it exist or not?"
Alpha's eyes appeared exceptionally deep under the incandescent light, and he held a wine glass in his hand, exuding a cool and aloof air. For a fleeting moment, Wen Song couldn't help but wonder if the other had regained his past memories.
".......some."
He doesn't lie.
Especially in front of Guan Ju.
It's impossible to deny what happened to them.
Guan Ju's dark eyes became even more profound and unfathomable, as inky as ink, and a hint of jealousy sprouted from the desire hidden deep within his heart. It turned out that before he lost his memory, both he and Wen Song's Alpha had had close and inseparable physical contact with Wen Song.
But he has never received a single kiss.
"How many times has it happened?" Guan Ju continued to press.
Wen Song couldn't remember the number of times, her eyes darting around, and she shook her head slightly: "I don't know."
Guan Ju replied, "Not knowing means many times."
Generally, the number of times someone crosses the line is very small, so I will definitely remember it quite clearly.
so---
He has a lot of experience.
Even with her memory lost, Guan Ju was still 100% certain that her experience in this area came from training with Wen Song.
Wen Song: ""
For Alpha, not objecting means tacit agreement.
Wen Song lowered his eyelids. "Why did you suddenly ask that question?"
Guan Ju took a small sip of wine, and the rich aroma spread throughout her mouth, a bittersweet sensation filling her taste buds.
Jealousy born of desire cannot overwhelm reason.
He put down the wine glass in his hand, stared straight at Wen Song, and said, "It's nothing, I just want to sleep with you right now."
"—If you need it too."
Wen Song was taken aback by the Alpha's blunt and unvarnished words.
“”
really.
Guan Ju is still the same Alpha who says whatever comes to mind, never hiding her inner desires and needs. Every time, she seems to be offering herself up for sex, even though the other person is the one who wants to have a further conversation.
In other words, Alpha was subtly seeking his opinion.
To put it simply: "Hardcore sleep seeking".
That's true.
Guan Ju had to dress up carefully just to get from 1308 through the corridor to 1307 for a meal. She always had this idea in mind, and she even brought a bottle of homemade wine with her in order to succeed.
He went so far as to use the pretense of asking questions to "attack" Beta's marriage, with the aim of trying to pry open her heart and take advantage of her vulnerability.
Now it depends on whether Wen Song will agree.
Guan Ju poured another glass of wine. He appeared calm and composed, but in reality, the hand holding the bottle unconsciously tightened its grip. If you looked closely, you would see a few drops of wine fall onto the glass surface of the coffee table.
Wen Song's silence made him somewhat unsure of the other person's meaning.
Guan Ju pulled out two tissues from the side and wiped the coffee table. Just as she casually tossed them into the trash can, she heard—
"I'm going to take a shower first."
The six simple words fell on Guan Ju's ears like a firework exploding, her eyelashes trembled suddenly, and she was stunned for a moment before she came back to her senses.
At this moment, I had only one thought in my mind.
— Wen Song agreed.
Even without a direct response, this action is enough to prove that it is a tactful agreement.
"Okay." Guan Ju's blood began to boil.
Even the pheromones were slowly and uncontrollably surfacing.
Wen Song's cheeks were still very red. She got up, went to find her clothes, and then went into the bathroom and closed the door.
Everything was going too smoothly, which made Guan Ju momentarily unsure whether she was dreaming or not. She even thought that if she spoke up, she would be rejected, so she planned to take it slow and coax her gently.
Unexpectedly..........
It seems that Wen Song's marriage is indeed not going well.
Given the other person's personality, they would never do something so outrageous.
so!
That Alpha who's been clinging to Wen Song's title should have given him a place long ago.
Thinking about what would happen soon, Guan Ju was excited. He picked up the wine he had just poured, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.
He got up and packed up all the leftover food on the coffee table.
Listening to the pattering water in the bathroom, I felt a rare mix of tension and excitement, something I usually find hard to suppress.
This has never happened before.
Now, at such a critical juncture, he is showing signs of weakness.
I'm afraid it won't be as good as Wen Song's Alpha.
...because of a lack of experience.
Even if he did have any memories, they were from before he lost them. He doesn't remember ever having any deep conversations with Wen Song now.
Through the frosted glass door of the bathroom, Guan Ju could vaguely see a tall, slender figure standing under the shower.
It's December now, but for some reason my throat feels dry and parched, and a burning sensation spreads throughout my body, making me restless and unable to sit still.
He picked up the bottled water on the table, unscrewed it, tilted his head back, and gulped down more than half of the bottle, but his thirst and heat were not relieved in the slightest.
The clock on the wall ticked very slowly, and for the first time, Guan Ju felt that waiting was an agonizing process.
Only five minutes have passed since Wen Song went into the restroom, but it feels like an eternity.
I finally experienced what it means for time to drag on forever.
Guan Ju sat on the sofa, wanting to smoke a cigarette to ease his mood, but stopped before he could even reach into his pocket.
I've quit smoking.
He gave all the cigarettes to Assistant Zhou.
It seems there's no way to calm my slightly agitated mood with nicotine; I can only sit there, listening to the sound of water, my mind wandering.
Finally, Guan Ju took out her phone and posted a message on her WeChat Moments.
【SSS】：！
There is only one exclamation mark.
Duan, true to his good brother, responded instantly, leaving a comment within seconds.
[Duan Ze]: Who do you actually like? I'll go talk to him for you. Stop sending these divorce-like messages all the time.
This WeChat account doesn't have many friends; they're all people I added later and with whom I have a fairly good relationship.
[Fu Jingchuan]: What's there to be excited about?
Wen Xu: ?
Guan Ju was about to reply.
Just then, I heard the bathroom door open.
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