He lowered his head, stifling the love that was about to burst out, and warned himself again and again in his heart.
Be patient, Pei Ji.
She's coming to you...
Don't be too hasty or you might scare her away.
He adjusted his glasses, opened the collected information, and began to prepare the last dinner for the partner that Wan was about to meet.
*
Shen Zhiyi sat on the bed next to the master bedroom.
Thinking a little absentmindedly.
Hmm.
About two arms' length away.
Just stay for one night and check tomorrow to see if there are other available rooms.
"You sleep in that bed."
A lazy male voice sounded.
Shen Zhiyi raised her head and saw Pei Ji leaning against the door with his arms folded, looking at her softly.
She stood up immediately.
"Isn't this bad?"
After all, he is the one paying.
Besides, this extra bed is a little too small for his size.
Pei Ji loosened his arm and walked towards her.
"Shen Zhu."
He leaned closer, his eyes fixed on her, "It's my fault for letting you come here without booking a room."
"If you refuse again, I will really become an unscrupulous boss."
"Don't make it hard on me, ok?"
He came close.
It was a matter of public affairs, but he spoke it very slowly.
Quiet.
In the space where only they were, a low, magnetic voice echoed.
It makes people's ears feel inexplicably hot.
Shen Zhiyi saw countless ambiguities and darkness in his deep and lingering gaze, which swayed like waves after being refracted by the lens.
Just like the many times they spent together.
The way he looked at her.
The body's memory is awakened.
That burning gaze, as if it had substance, brushed across her cheeks and skin bit by bit...leaving behind a scorching warmth.
She even felt him kiss her.
㳎 His eyes.
Shen Zhiyi's legs inexplicably softened and he fell onto the bed behind him.
A smile flashed across Pei Ji's eyes.
The forearm with the shirt rolled up was supporting her side and pressing down on her.
"Boss..." She was a little flustered.
I want to remind him that this is still a workplace.
Pei Ji laughed in a low, dull voice.
"Wrong name, Shen Zhu."
He admired her as if she were his prey's final struggle before being bitten.
With a lazy and doting smile.
Shen Zhiyi had no idea that danger was approaching.
She remembered his words asking her to call him by his English name in private, trying to awaken the last bit of his solemn rationality.
“Carlo…”
She called him softly.
I want to remind him that this is still a work relationship and he can't go beyond the rules.
But I don’t know.
This name would stir up an even more violent wave, causing Pei Ji's breathing to become heavier.
His eyes were heavy.
Getting closer and closer to her neck.
Shen Zhiyi's fingertips grasped the bed sheet, his eyes drooping to one side, landing on his raised forearm.
The muscles there are strong and distinct.
The blue veins extended from the wrist bones all the way to the inside of the shirt, like a dormant giant python, ready to pounce on the meat delivered to its mouth at any time.
She thought.
Can't look at him...
It's not that I'm afraid of what he might do to me.
Rather, she was afraid that she had been fascinated by the way he worked, and if she looked at him again, she would be unable to control her heart and would take the initiative to tear off his tie.
That’s too shameless, Shen Zhiyi.
You said it yourself that you don’t want to make a bed anymore.
But……
If he kissed me...
Just like last time in the meeting room...
Can I still resist this time?
She closed her eyes tremblingly.
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