Ahri didn't back down; instead, she raised her head and asked, "Or, shall we talk about something else?"
He Jingzhi felt the fragrance of gardenias growing clearer with each breath. He slowly approached Ali. "Hmm, let's talk about something else, like, what does Ms. Lin think of me?"
Ali leaned back on the dining table, tilted her head slightly, and said, "President He is young and promising, a trustworthy person to whom you can entrust your life."
"Thank you for your kind words, Ms. Lin. Would you like to be with me?"
The two drew closer and closer, and He Jingzhi's body was already pressed against Ah Li.
Later, no one knows who took the initiative, but the two hugged each other, and Ah Li even kissed He Jingzhi's lips, thinking that this person's lips were really suitable for kissing.
He Jingzhi's body gradually became hot, and Ali's breathing became erratic.
Ahri took a moment to ask, "The room or the sofa?"
He Jingzhi picked up Ah Li and asked, "Which room is yours?"
Ahri pointed to her room, "That one."
He Jingzhi carried Ali and pushed open the door to go inside. The window in the room was open, and the white curtains blocked the view outside. The wind blew the white curtains, and a corner of them would occasionally peek out.
However, no one bothered to lift that corner at that moment, because the two people inside the room were both very busy.
He Jingzhi stopped when the delicate white skin and the moisturized skin overlapped.
He placed his hands on Ahri's knees, feeling the barrier. "You... this is your first time?"
Ah Li lay there, lost in a daze, and she took the initiative to wrap her legs around He Jingzhi's waist, getting closer to him.
A sticky whimper escaped from Ah Li's mouth. He Jingzhi was reluctant to leave at this moment. He loved Ah Li's appearance at this moment so much that he was eager to see her bloom in her most beautiful form.
He didn't want to ask any more questions; he would marry her and be with her.
The sun outside was gradually moving westward.
The sky gradually darkened, and the moon had risen sometime earlier.
Even in the darkness, the sweet smell and the sound of water still lingered.
Ahri said in a hoarse voice, "Oh no, there aren't any clothes of yours to change into at home."
"It's okay, I'll go back and change."
After an unknown amount of time, He Jingzhi finally emerged, carrying a suit jacket in one hand, still looking impeccably dressed.
However, Ahri had a black ribbon tied around her wrist.
He Jingzhi's tie was gone, and the buttons on his collar were undone.
Ahri leaned against the door as if she had no bones, saying, "Then I won't see you downstairs."
"Okay, get some rest. See you at the company tomorrow."
He Jingzhi gave Ali a deep look, his gaze falling on her wrist, and then slowly said, "When you go to the company tomorrow, bring your household registration book and ID card."
Ah Li glanced lazily at He Jingzhi, her eyes still carrying a hint of allure, and said, "Okay, I'll definitely bring it tomorrow."
He Jingzhi then said, "The project proposal isn't urgent."
The original plan was intended to give the two of them more to talk about, so there's no rush now.
Ahri smiled and flicked the black strap on her wrist. "I know. Remember to text me when you get home. But I don't know if I'll be asleep or awake then, so don't wait for my reply. Get some rest too."
He Jingzhi's throat bobbed slightly. He didn't want to leave. This person was like a seductive enchantress, making people want to be with her madly.
Ah Li saw the meaning in He Jingzhi's eyes. She reached out to stop him and said, "I just made the bed. I want to get a good night's sleep."
"I'll just stay with you and do nothing."
"But I can't help but touch you."
Ah Li nudged He Jingzhi. Men who have tasted the flesh are never satisfied, and she was no exception.
He Jingzhi approached Ali, who stepped back, still holding onto the doorknob, and stood inside the doorway. "See you tomorrow, Mr. He."
Ahri closed the door without hesitation.
He Jingzhi looked at the closed door, his fingers touching his collar. Suddenly remembering that Ah Li had taken his tie, he smiled and slowly turned to go downstairs.
Back then, when Ahri ripped off his tie, she did quite a few tricks.
When He Jingzhi thought of what Ah Li looked like back then, he felt that anger rise up again.
However, there's plenty of time in the future, so we should bring some of his clothes over then, so it will be more convenient for him to stay overnight.
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