Fu Yinzhou looked at the person slumped to the side, his dark eyes dimming for a moment.
His gaze fell.
He slowly traced lines on her delicate, fair face.
This was the first time Fu Yinzhou had observed her so closely and meticulously.
Eyelashes, the tip of the nose, and slightly pouting lips.
Every inch, every thread, gradually overlaps with that face in my memory.
Zhizhi...
His dark eyes were instantly filled with tenderness.
She had been away from him for far too long.
So long ago, he couldn't even remember when the last time she came to see him in his dream was.
Overwhelmed by longing, he stared at Shen Zhiyi's sleeping face, his usual gloomy and cold demeanor vanishing as he allowed himself to lose focus for a few seconds.
Fu Yinzhou extended his fingertip.
Greed and obsession gradually crept into his eyes.
Just as he was about to touch her skin, he suddenly stopped.
Press your lips together tightly.
He turned around and bent down to reach for her ankle.
Grab it tightly and drag it over.
Shen Zhiyi was turned halfway on the bed, with her legs facing him.
Fu Yinzhou took a deep breath, pinched the edge of her skirt, and slowly rolled it up.
He bent down.
They almost held their breath.
Zhizhi will forgive him, right? Forgive him for doing this to another woman, just to confirm if she was really her...
Fu Yinzhou remembered the location of the birthmark.
Almost up to the thigh.
He gritted his teeth and flipped his skirt up!
Suddenly, my vision blurred.
Fu Yinzhou's pupils dilated incredulously for a second, then were immediately overwhelmed by intense drowsiness.
He closed his eyes.
He collapsed onto Shen Zhiyi's lap with a thud!
At the last point of his gaze, he seemed to see a flash of red pass before his eyes...
Then, everything fell into complete darkness...
*
The night was swallowed up by the sunlight.
The warm sunlight streamed into the room, illuminating the two people in the bed in their strange positions.
Shen Zhiyi opened her eyes.
I was momentarily stunned when I saw the elaborate and ornate crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling.
She spent the night in Fu Yinzhou's room?!
Suddenly, I felt a heavy weight pressing on my leg.
She slowly lowered her eyes.
Pupils suddenly contracted!
She saw her skirt lifted up to her thighs, and Fu Yinzhou's cheek buried in her thigh, fast asleep with his eyes closed.
That scalding breath almost burned her, her...
"ah--!"
Shen Zhiyi's cheeks flushed red, she screamed and kicked him onto the blanket next to her!
She hurriedly pulled down her skirt.
Just as she raised her eyes, she saw Fu Yinzhou slowly open them.
His dark gaze, filled with confusion, inquiry, and a subtle disbelief, suddenly entwined around her like vines.
Shen Zhiyi had a bad feeling.
He turned around and crawled off the bed using both hands and feet.
But a hand grabbed his ankle, and his whole body was suddenly dragged back!
"Young Master?!" Shen Zhiyi exclaimed in surprise, and tried to kick him again, "What are you doing?!"
"Shen Zhiyi!" Fu Yinzhou gritted his teeth. "Explain!"
Why did I faint last night?
Fu Yinzhou's shoulder throbbed with pain, and his face looked grim.
Shen Zhiyi stopped struggling instantly, glanced at him, and lowered her eyes guiltily.
"Well……"
“Well…” she suddenly looked up, “it must be because essential oils are so therapeutic.”
She nodded.
"When people are relaxed, they fall asleep very easily."
"Look at me, I'm dizzy too, aren't I?"
Fu Yinzhou: ...
He paused for a moment.
I also felt a little guilty.
She fainted because she drank the honey water she had prepared herself.
And what about him?
The probing gaze fell on Shen Zhiyi's face.
Fu Yinzhou suddenly remembered the fleeting red he had seen before he fainted last night.
Is it a birthmark? Or is it just my imagination?
Fu Yinzhou was unsure.
But my heart started pounding.
What if it's not just my imagination...
He looked at her legs again and made up his mind.
I need to double-check.
Thinking of this, he reached out and pulled at Chen Zhiyi's skirt.
"Young Master!" Shen Zhiyi arched her back, cried out, and rushed over to pin his hand down. "This is a different price!"
Fu Yinzhou's face darkened instantly.
He pursed his lips and glared at her. "What's that red thing on your leg?"
red?
Shen Zhiyi immediately thought of her red panties.
"What could it be?" she cried, on the verge of tears. "Can't I even wear red underwear during my birth year?"
Underwear?
Fu Yinzhou paused for a moment, then his eyes turned cold.
No, I need to confirm it with my own eyes.
"Let me see." He tightened his grip, trying to push her away.
Shen Zhiyi held it down tightly!
"Young Master! I have a legitimate job!"
Her eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"If you want red underwear, you can have the housekeeper buy it for you. There's no need for you to be interested in mine!"
"You won't be used to wearing my cheap clothes."
Fu Yinzhou suppressed his anger, "What do you take me for?!"
Is he the kind of person who wants to wear women's underwear?!
In a moment of distraction.
Shen Zhiyi forcefully pushed his hand away.
She rolled off the bed with a thud.
He stumbled back several steps, leaning against the wall several meters away, panting and patting his chest, still shaken.
Fu Yinzhou: ...
His temple twitched.
"What are you doing standing so far away?!" he said coldly and angrily. "Come here!"
Shen Zhiyi shook her head vigorously.
"Just tell me what you need and I'll do it."
"Young Master, don't you dislike people getting close to you the most?" She pressed herself against the wall again. "I'll just stand here."
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