In the end, Lin Zhiyi still went to take a shower.
The scent of aromatherapy in the private room was too strong, making her dizzy after a while.
When she finished showering and came out, she found that the lights in the room had been dimmed, and candles were lit on the table.
Her hand, which was towel-drying her hair, paused, and she was a bit confused.
The next second, a hot body pressed close from behind, making her shudder all over.
The man rolled up his sleeves, his strong arm passing by her side to take the towel from her.
"Sit down."
Lin Zhiyi obediently sat down, feeling the man’s movements as he dried her hair.
She felt inexplicably guilty.
Was Gong Chen no longer angry?
While pondering, the man’s hand rested on Lin Zhiyi’s shoulder, kneading gently but firmly.
"Does it feel good?"
The man’s voice was low, his breath rising and falling, intimately close.
Lin Zhiyi was slightly stunned, turning to look at the man, her eyes full of surprise.
Gong Chen’s shirt collar was open, abandoning the usual aristocratic restraint, looking rather rakish.
Lin Zhiyi instantly thought of the man who imitated Gong Chen in the club.
Could he be...?
The man’s fingertips pressed firmly, making Lin Zhiyi feel numb and sore, and her body softened involuntarily.
Gong Chen embraced her waist, sitting down, confining her in his arms.
When Lin Zhiyi turned her head, a glass of fizzy fruit wine appeared in front of her.
Gong Chen said in a deep voice, "Miss Lin, are you satisfied?"
Lin Zhiyi laughed awkwardly, not daring to take the glass.
Yet there was no way to escape.
Gong Chen brought it to her lips, unexpectedly speaking.
"You could drink when someone else fed you, but not when I do?"
"I can drink it. I only drink when you’re the one feeding me."
Like a child who had done something wrong, Lin Zhiyi opened her mouth and took a sip of the fruit wine.
Sweet, with a lingering fresh fragrance in her mouth.
And then she felt slightly warmed up.
"Delicious, the best when you feed it to me."
How shameless.
How humble.
Lin Zhiyi looked at Gong Chen with pleading eyes.
"I won’t do it again next time."
"Lin Zhiyi, are you expecting there to be a next time?"
Gong Chen pinched the soft flesh at her waist.
Lin Zhiyi felt ticklish, her face growing even hotter.
She quickly explained, "I mean next time I’ll only choose you, just you."
As she spoke, her fingertip traced circles on his chest.
Gong Chen gazed at Lin Zhiyi for a few seconds.
A pair of misty eyes stared directly at him.
"I’m expensive."
He held down her restless hand.
"Then I’ll... work hard to choose you."
Lin Zhiyi’s cheeks blushed slightly, lowering her head.
In the next moment, the candlelight flickered.
The man lifted Lin Zhiyi’s chin, his deep eyes surging with heat under the firelight.
He leaned in a bit, about to kiss but not quite touching.
"It seems Miss Lin is very satisfied?"
"Satisfied, satisfied."
Lin Zhiyi nodded with a flushed face.
"Is that so? Don’t you feel something is missing? No need for me to call you sis?" Gong Chen raised an eyebrow.
"..."
Lin Zhiyi’s eyes widened.
She knew Gong Chen had seen through her little thoughts.
Lin Zhiyi instinctively tried to get up and run, but as soon as her foot stepped out, Gong Chen pulled her back.
He looked down and said, "I never knew you had this kind of taste."
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