C9 Serve Me

There was still an ambiguous atmosphere in the room. The thick curtain of the bed could not penetrate the light. Under the dim light, Gong Chen's figure could be seen everywhere.

Wen Nanzhi slightly raised her eyelids and saw the person on the bed get up. She was so scared that she immediately laid her eyes on the floor on the toes.

Gong Chen got up without hiding anything. She casually grabbed a nightgown and put it on her shoulder. She did not even put on her sleeves.

"Get over here."

As the command filled with hostility sounded out, a puff sounded and a cigarette appeared between Gong Chen's fingers. The cigarette butt moved up and down and when it passed by Wen Nanzhi, it was like it was about to spit out a layer of fog.

Wen Nanzhi choked and wanted to cough but in front of the fierce beast, other than submitting and trembling, she could only hold back all the discomfort.

She hesitated for a moment and followed Gong Chen's footsteps.

The matching bathroom in the room was very large. The king-like massage bathtub was placed in front of the window, and the water inside was boiling hot.

When Gong Chen lowered her head, she had already removed her sleeping gown that could not be dropped. She stepped on the stairs and directly laid in the bathtub. The originally large bathtub was instantly filled by his tall and slender body.

Wen Nanzhi stood by the side with her head down so low that the back of her neck was taut. Her breathing was very low as she was deeply afraid of offending Gong Chen.

To her, the man in front of her was like a devil, unpredictable, dark and dangerous, but he had a sexy and charming face.

The devil's eyes swept across the cherry tree outside the window, and with a puff of smoke in his mouth, he suddenly shot a glance at Wen Nanzhi.

"Come here."

The two words pierced through Wen Nanzhi's body like a sharp blade.

But when she thought about how her mother's life was still in Wen Xiang and Qian Huiru's hands, she could only nervously walk to the bathtub and squat down.

But she did not know what to do. She could only look up at Gong Chen, but her eyes met his gloomy eyes. She did not have time to retract her hand before she was grabbed by his wrist.

Gong Chen did not use much strength and pulled the weak Gong Chen into the bathtub.

Wen Nanzhi was not as beautiful as Hsiao Lanh and her figure was also not as good as Hsiao Lanh but she was the most white woman Gong Chen had ever seen. Because her skin was white, the other colors on her body were very obvious.

Currently, other than the red marks on Wen Nanzhi's body that were whipped by Wen Xiang with the feather duster, he had left the most marks on her body. It was like the cinnabar on white porcelain and it made one feel nostalgic.

Gong Chen lifted Wen Nanzhi's pale face. Her eyes were clearly black and white but were unusually panicky. This was the gaze that he wanted to see. When the people of Wen family saw him, they should be afraid.

Because of her skin being white, her lips were rosy. It was also because of her skin being white that the black eyelashes on her eyes were distinct. It was even thicker than the eyes of others that had been rubbed with mascara. She trembled with a pitiful look.

If Wen Nanzhi was not a member of Wen family, perhaps he would have been gentler to her, but she was!

Thinking about it, Gong Chen used her finger, which was sharper than a woman's finger, and Wen Nanzhi whimpered in pain. She grabbed his other hand and shook her head, "It hurts, it really hurts."

Gong Chen however smiled and there was a fatal smile at the corners of her eyes, "It should be painful."

At this moment, a pair of high heels outside the door lightly stomped on the ground and her resentful face stared straight at the pair of people inside.

Wen Nanzhi, who had just recovered from her high fever, could not bear it at all. After it ended, she was asked by Gong Chen to kneel beside the bathtub and continue to serve him.

Wen Nanzhi held a towel in her hand and her clothes could no longer be fastened. She could only stick close to her wet body and the water droplets on her short hair flowed along her neck and along her back, it brought along a chill.

Even so, she still bit her lips that were already torn and held back the tears at the corners of her eyes.

"Use some strength!" Gong Chen spoke angrily. She casually placed one hand on the edge of her mouth, and her muscles tensed up along with her anger.

Wen Nanzhi forcefully supported her will and wiped his shoulder with force.

Gong Chen slightly moved and revealed the tattoo on her shoulder.

Seeing this, Wen Nanzhi's entire body shivered. The eagle eye on the tattoo seemed to have come alive as it stared straight at her, like an arrogant and lowly prey. Its gaze was sinister and cold.

It was very similar to Gong Chen in front of her.