Cheng Xi was wrapped up in his suit and sat on his lap.
The belt hooked crookedly around his muscular waist.
At the last moment, Zhou Jingchen braked.
Sweat dripped down his neck, and he breathed deep into her chest.
Cheng Xi didn't dare to move.
Zhou Jingchen's face was a completely unfamiliar face.
Full of extreme lust.
After that night, he tore off the disguise again and unleashed the most dangerous and wild thing on her.
Something that adults are addicted to.
"Your hands..." Cheng Xi sweated and lost strength.
Zhou Jingchen buttoned up her pants and wiped his fingers twice with a tissue.
The condolence hall not far away still hangs white flower elegiac couplets, but the streets are full of life and neon lights. Some people are sad, some are acting, and some are just enjoying the excitement.
Zhou Jingchen, who was ascetic and clean in everyone's eyes, hid in the darkness and degenerated.
The man raised his head and stroked the corners of her reddish eyes, "Stop crying."
Cheng Xi softened into a puddle of mud and slid down tremblingly.
Zhou Jingchen honked the horn, and the driver squatting on the roadside got in and started the car.
"Mrs. Zhou asked you if you would like to go back to your old house."
Without thinking, he said, "I won't reply."
Cheng Xi's heart was in turmoil, where would he go?
Your own home, hotel?
I was worried that I wouldn't have enough privacy in the car, and I wouldn't have enough fun.
Want to continue somewhere else?
She was so thirsty that she licked her dry lips and stopped thinking about each other, "I'll go back to the dormitory."
The driver answered.
Zhou Jingchen clutched the wet and sticky paper ball but did not throw it away.
Halfway through the journey, he suddenly put a ball of paper into her hand and said, "There is a trash can outside your side."
The moment Cheng Xi took it, he threw it away as if he was electrocuted.
Zhou Jingchen was much calmer, as if he hadn't handed it to him.
"Wipe it again."
Her breathing was heaving and her ears were red.
"Is there mineral water to wash your hands with?"
Zhou Jingchen opened the car refrigerator and found a small bottle of whiskey and half a bottle of mineral water.
He fiddled with the grape ball at the bottom with his fingertips. Cheng Xi looked over, and he raised his eyes to look at her.
When their eyes met, Cheng Xi's breathing became even more rapid.
It turned out to be fruity ice hockey.
No wonder it made her uncomfortable.
Zhou Jingchen calmly brewed a glass of ice wine to calm down his anger. He took a sip and the ice ball rolled and melted in the glass.
Cheng Xi was ashamed and embarrassed, so she stopped talking.
The car parked under the dormitory building and the driver turned off the headlights.
The darkness melts into the night.
Zhou Jingchen asked, "Are my roommates here at this time?"
Zhong Wen and her rich second-generation boyfriend are living together. An Ran is obsessed with a handsome guy who plays DJs in the bar. He goes to the bar every week to support him. He also has a roommate who is preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination. He stays in the study room every day until closing time and will most likely not be there.
Cheng Xi shook his head.
Zhou Jingchen took off her seat belt and said, "I'll take you in."
The Hongqi L9 was too flamboyant. The driver waited for him to get out of the car and drove out of the school in a low profile.
Parked behind a bare old elm tree.
Zhou Jingchen carried Cheng Xi to the dormitory office and said hello, "I'm her parent. If she doesn't feel well, just send her to the dormitory and come out."
He was mature and handsome, and his clothes were luxurious. It was the weekend and there was no one in the girls' dormitory, so the dormitory aunt naturally let him go.
The dormitory door is locked.
"Did you bring the key?"
"In the pocket."
Zhou Jingchen held her hips and touched the keys.
The big and generous palms tightly clasped her, and through the fabric, Cheng Xi also felt a male and domineering temperature. The scene of entanglement in the car was vivid in her mind, and she struggled uneasily.
Zhou Jingchen glanced at her calmly, then inserted the keyhole and opened the door.
There are a bunch of sex toys on Zhong Wen's table. Some are unpacked and useless, and some are washed and dried after use. They are pink and yellow, latex and cotton, in various colors and shapes.
Zhou Jingchen didn't know which set of beds and tables belonged to Cheng Xi. Zhong Wen was closest to the door. Although Zhong Wen looked at her in a gentlemanly manner, he could not help but catch a glimpse.
"Is it convenient to take a shower?" He stood beside the bed rail, condescendingly casting his long shadow over Cheng Xi.
Outside the window are the hundreds of lights in the dormitory building.
It was her and Zhou Jingchen in the window.
A smell that can't be shaken off or dissipated.
The ambiguity that emerged one second and retreated the next second.
Pull repeatedly.
"You can't wash it..." Cheng Xi pushed him, "Just leave. My roommate will be back at any time."
"You wash it." His voice was steady and he stared at her.
She breathed a sigh of relief and held the bed rail, "It's convenient, the bathroom has a shower."
Zhou Jingchen stretched out his hand and pressed her collar to the gully. She subconsciously brushed it away, "The dormitory aunt will call you soon."
"You can apply hot towels." He said in a low voice.
Only then did Cheng Xi understand why Zhou Jingchen was pressing her collar.
When he was suppressing his desire in the car tonight, he bit her, but there weren't many, just one or two scattered red marks.
But it sucks hard and is so dark that it needs a turtleneck to cover it up.
He reminded her specifically.
Cheng Xi didn't know whether Zhou Jingchen and other women were like this.
Once you are immersed in it, you will not be able to control it.
Invest it all in like crazy.
"Don't go back to Zhou's house for the next two days." Zhou Jingchen returned to his indifference, "I'll be busy next. If you have any questions, please contact your assistant."
Cheng Xi's face was dull.
No matter how busy you are, your mobile phone is never far away from you.
I don’t have time to reply at the moment. During lunch break, after get off work, or before going to bed, there is always a chance to reply.
Shirking it to the assistant is nothing more than cooling off, getting back on track, and drawing clear boundaries.
Zhou Jingchen has a scale in his heart to weigh and balance the relationship between them, and she has even more.
Including Ma Mingzhao's man-made disaster, even though she didn't know how it would be solved, at least she had no intention of asking him for help while being detained at the police station.
"Not related."
Zhou Jingchen looked at her again, put his suit on his arms, opened the door and went out.
There was an echo in the corridor.
The dormitory aunt smiled and said, "Is it her brother?"
"Um."
"You look quite similar."
Zhou Jingchen said nothing.
"The age difference is five or six years?"
"Nine years old."
He rarely had the patience to chat with the dormitory aunt.
"Brothers and sisters have a good relationship."
Zhou Jingchen was probably at a loss for words. It took him a long time to squeeze out four words, "It's not a kiss."
The dormitory aunt said nothing.
Cheng Xi listened for a while and became silent.
She tiptoed and poked her head out, looking towards the dormitory room.
The dormitory aunt smiled at her and said, "Your brother is really tall and polite. He is a big shot, right?"
Cheng Xi also laughed and closed the door behind his back.
On Monday morning, Cheng Xi wore headphones and recited English words. An Ran hurriedly walked in with breakfast, "The eldest son of Professor Ye from the University of Political Science and Law opposite is here!"
