C8 Tonight I Don't Think He will Come Back!

Shi Yuan returned to Wang Zixuan's house with her assistant.

In the darkness of the room, she turned on all the lights and locked the door. Although this was a high-class apartment in Hong Kong, she would still be worried since it was outside the country. In this half month, Wang Zixuan often didn't come back at night, so she had locked the door and turned on the light to sleep by herself. Since it was on the thirtieth floor, she wasn't worried about anyone climbing in through the window. Although there were only six households on this floor, the detestable Wang Zixuan bought all of them. So if he didn't come back, she was the only one on the floor.

However, in this half month, she had already adapted to this kind of loneliness.

Going to the United States to study, didn't that also mean that he had to live by himself? Now that this was the right time to start, she could start practicing in advance.

Tonight, he probably won't come back!

She carefully removed the jewelry and placed it in a box, then took off the expensive gift and hung it in the closet.

Standing by the window, he could see the spots of light below. At this point, there were probably not many people on the street.

After watching TV for a while, she went to take a shower and get ready to sleep.

The light in the room was on, and she had entered her dream.

At some point, however, she turned over and stretched out her arm on the other side of the bed, and suddenly she heard someone scream, and she was startled awake.

She suddenly sat up and saw Wang Zixuan glaring at her.

However, she didn't look at him. She yawned and said, "It's not like I knew there was someone by my side. I'm sorry, but I'm about to go to sleep. Please don't disturb me. Thank you!" She turned her back to him and went back to sleep.

"Please, Eldest Miss, are you just going to sleep like this?" He grabbed her and looked her straight in the face.

"What else do you want? I've already said I'm sorry!" I'm sleepy, so don't disturb me, OK? " She pulled his pillow over her head.

Suddenly, she threw the pillow away and pulled her pajamas back into place. Because she remembered that she had no rules in sleeping, and in her dreams she often "moved" in bed. Just now he had struck out with his arm, and now he thought that his leg must not have stayed exactly where it should have been.

She purposely avoided speaking to him on purpose, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Sorry, I … I've always slept in a double bed alone since childhood, so I can't sleep well. If it doesn't work out, I'll go to the other rooms to sleep. She laughed dryly and quickly got out of bed to leave.

He pulled her back, leaned on her, and smiled maliciously. "You're just going to leave?"

Her face reddened, and she stammered, "I've already, I've already said I'm sorry, and, what else can I do? You're not hurt. "

"Nothing happened? I just don't want to spend such a beautiful night alone! "

"I, I thought, you, you're not coming back!" She didn't dare look at him. After all, he was a man.

"Starting from tonight, our contract will take effect!" His smile was so charming that her heart began to feel uncomfortable.

"Effective? "You, what do you want, what do you want?" She stuttered and stared at him with her big eyes.

"You're so smart, you don't need me to explain any further!" His tone was extremely frivolous.

Her hands did not know where to put them, nor did she know where to look.

His hand gently caressed her arm. That faint touch caused her entire body to tremble.

When she was awake, she had never had such intimate contact with someone of the opposite sex, and he was obviously a master of flirting. Just this simple caress was enough to make her blush and feel hot all over.

He giggled, and the laugh woke her up. She pushed him away, jumped out of bed, and rushed to the bathroom. He laughed behind her, and she was more embarrassed than ever to look back.

The faucet was turned on, and his hands rested on the counter. From time to time, he splashed water on his face, but no matter how cold the water was, his face was still very hot.

Suddenly, a bad premonition came to her: he was behind her!

Heavens, what was going on? Is this guy a stalker?

The water on her face dripped down, but the hand behind her went up her waist, not lightly, not too hard, as if it could easily pry into her most sensitive nerves.

Her fists were clenched. She didn't dare look up at herself in the mirror, at him.

So she was actually so resistant to having such an intimate relationship with a man.

To his surprise, she turned and grabbed the open front of his shirt. She stared at him with her big, dark, clear eyes, but said nothing.

He was shocked by her sudden action. After a moment of silence, he said, "You, what happened?"

She let go of him and whispered, "I'm sorry, I," and hurried out.

He looked at himself in the mirror and sighed with a wry smile.

She was curled up on the sofa, her head on the arm of the chair, her long hair hanging in the air.

"Lock the door!" He dropped the sentence and headed for the door.

She jumped off the sofa and chased after him. "You, you, this …"

"Take a rest, I'll go to the house next door to sleep, tomorrow morning we'll go out to play! "Mm, have a good night's sleep. We'll be travelling from tomorrow onwards!" He opened the door and left.

Watching the door close behind him, she didn't know if she should be happy or what.

Perhaps he was very happy!

Early the next morning she got up and knocked on his door, wondering which room he was sleeping in, and began to search the rooms.

"Please, miss, can you come back later?" He opened the door, looked sleepy, went back to his bedroom and fell asleep on the bed.

She giggled, closed the door, pulled back the curtains, and opened the window.

Then she went to the bedroom door, stuck her head out and saw him sprawled on the bed. She carefully went in and opened the window, but he threw a pillow at her back.

"Why did you hit me?" She picked up the pillow and threw it at him.

"Please, let me sleep a little more, OK?" He turned his head and she had to leave. She went to the bedroom door and said, "I made something to eat. When you wake up, come and eat something."

When he looked back, the door was already empty.

"He really does look like a virtuous wife!" he said vaguely.

From this day forth, Wang Zixuan took her everywhere.

Visit the museums, the Temple of Kuan Yong, and other temples. Go to the Tower of Tokyo to enjoy the night scenery.

Wang Zixuan was a very good tour guide, telling her all sorts of stories along the way. Although she had read many books, she couldn't help but admire him.

Perhaps he saw the admiration in her eyes and said proudly, "Don't think that I'm a shallow businessman, I know a lot of things outside of business! Little miss, don't worship me! "

"Tch!" "You smelly brat!" She turned her head away from him and heard him laugh.

Shi Yuan couldn't explain why she agreed to his request. Perhaps it was because it was fun!

Other than Wang Ziyan, almost all the girls beside her had the experience of helping her, and Shiyuan had always been focusing on her lessons.

Just as Wang Zixuan had said, she didn't know what the outside world was playing at.

Another reason, perhaps, was that she wanted to be a bad girl, at least once.

Although Wang Zixuan's reputation as a flower was widespread, he was still Zi Yan's brother after all. He shouldn't be that bad, right?

Thus, she accepted his conditions.