"You can't peek." Chu Huandong smiled and took Wang Zhangzhu's hand out of the room. Then he walked slowly and carefully outside.
Wang Zhangzhu was still upset about the gaffe he had just made. He said in an angry voice: "Why are you pretending to be a ghost?" He wanted to reach out and pull off the black cloth covering his eyes several times, but was stopped by Chu Huandong in time.
"Good boy. We'll be there soon." If Chu Huandong hadn't been afraid that Wang Zhangzhu would pull off the cloth covering his eyes because he was unwilling to cooperate, he would have hugged her and walked quickly.
Wang Zhangzhu's patience was about to run out. She could hardly open her eyes with the black cloth covering her face. "What on earth are you going to do? You're so nervous. You want to sell me." "
Chu Huandong looked at her because she was angry. The two pear dimples on her face were looming, which was extremely tempting. After drinking, his rationality was weakening. He leaned forward and kissed her on the face without thinking.
"What are you doing?" Wang Zhangzhu was already unwilling. At this time, he was completely embarrassed. He reached out and pulled off the black cloth covering his eyes. Then he was stunned by everything that appeared in front of him.
On the empty beach outside the villa, there are countless lit candles, spelling out a large and beautiful group of words: 'Zhang Zhu forgive me'. The candles swaying in the wind illuminate the beach half-darkly. In the gaps between the candles Countless roses of various colors are placed. The water drops are still trembling and they are in full bloom.
Such a grand occasion is not unusual. The most amazing thing is that a group of promenade restaurants were built on the beach at some time. White carpets, simple wooden dining tables, small checkered tablecloths, shiny silver tableware, and exquisite Western food Mouth-watering.
The soothing and moving music woke up the shocked Wang Zhangzhu. She slowly walked into the restaurant and reached out to touch the dining table in front of her. The candlestick on the dining table proved that she was not dreaming and everything here was not a mirage.
She picked up the white wine on the table and took a sip to calm down her shock. Then she turned to look at Chu Huandong. She didn't ask him how he came up with the scene in his dream. As long as this man is willing to put his heart into it, what kind of performance can he achieve? The energy is not surprising.
Chu Huandong looked at the expected smile and surprise on Wang Zhangzhu's face. He raised his eyebrows slightly proudly. "How is it? Do you like it?" As long as Wang Zhangzhu likes it, it will not be in vain. Make arrangements with your mind.
The candlelight and moonlight coated Chu Huandong's face with a layer of fine porcelain. In a trance, Wang Zhangzhu felt like she was looking up to a slender and handsome god. Her eyes lingered on Chu Huandong's face. Suddenly something clicked in her mind. Long-lasting memories.
Many years ago, when she was an ignorant and innocent little girl, she always liked to raise her head slightly and look at him, with joy in her eyes, as if she was looking at the most priceless treasure in the world. At that time, she always liked to reach out and touch it. As soon as I touched his face, I was afraid that I would accidentally break this beauty.
"I like it." Wang Zhangzhu could only follow his own will and nodded honestly in front of the god. Then he sat down at the dining table in a daze.
Chu Huandong did not follow the rules and sit on the other side of the dining table. Instead, he pulled up a chair and sat next to Wang Zhangzhu. Wang Zhangzhu could smell his breath, which contained a strong smell of cigarettes and liquor.
He naturally pulled the plate in front of Wang Zhangzhu and carefully cut the steak into small pieces.
Chu Huandong's expression was focused and gentle, which made people feel a certain kind of tenderness and silence in their hearts. Wang Zhangzhu's eyes were a little wet. To cover it up, she drank another glass of wine. The sour and sweet taste lingered in her heart. It spreads in the mouth.
Beautiful songs, candlelight, flowers, the sea, and a handsome and arrogant man floated in the evening breeze. Everything seemed to be back to the season of love. The air was full of the happy fragrance of blooming flowers. Wangzhu squeezed her hands tightly. Holding the cup, I couldn't control my heart beating again.
The flickering blur in the depths of her eyes fell on Chu Huandong's eyes. His sharp mind immediately became happy. He picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.
"You drank so much today and you still drink." Wang Zhangzhu scolded him subconsciously.
Chu Huandong was so moved by her words that he almost burst into tears. He nodded repeatedly. "I won't drink anymore. I won't drink anymore."
After Wang Zhangzhu came back this time, it seemed as if she suddenly cared about him and was completely immune to his confession. It was as if she had made up her mind to reject him without any room for maneuver. Unexpectedly, she started to care about him again today. There was something in his eyes and nose. They are all burning. The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, with a vague and sad contentment.
Chu Huandong reached out and grabbed one of Wang Zhangzhu's hands. He put away the smile on his face and stared at her intently, like a deep spring filled with tenderness. "Zhangzhu. Today is my birthday. You haven’t said happy birthday to me yet.”
Wang Zhangzhu's face was burning. He tried hard to pull his hand back and struggled a few times. However, Chu Huandong held her hand tighter. He slowly squatted down in front of her and looked up at her. "Do you still hate me? Don't you even want to say 'Happy Birthday' to me?" His voice was very soft, but it was heart-stopping.
"I don't hate you anymore." Wang Zhangzhu whispered. "Happy birthday."
Chu Huandong stared at her face. "That's it." His eyes were longing. It was as if she held all his hopes.
Maybe today's drink was mixed. The feeling of being tipsy came to mind. Wang Zhangzhu looked at the bright starry sky and the bright and dark candlelight behind Chu Huandong. His mind became even more dazed. He said with a trembling voice: "You... what else do you want from me? ah."
Chu Huandong saw the blush on her cheeks and the shyness in her eyes, which made people drunk. He stood up and held her tightly in his arms. "Zhangzhu, I want you to never Leave me. I want you to come back to me and Niuniu."
Wang Zhangzhu leaned passively in Chu Huandong's arms, feeling the taste of love that she had not felt for a long time. She had not felt this kind of warmth for a long time because she subconsciously missed Chu Huandong's breath too much. Missing his embrace that made her feel safe and comfortable, she slowly closed her eyes and showed a smile.
Chu Huandong looked at the smile on Wang Zhangzhu's face and felt his heart surge, giving birth to a kind of extreme joy. That joy, accompanied by happiness, spread from his heart little by little, and then spread to every corner of his body.
Depressing music, ambiguous melody, a little bit of gossamer binding the two people. She pressed her face against his chest. He hugged her, buried his head in her neck, and rubbed infinite love. Every move revealed it. I am deeply attached to her.
Wang Zhangzhu didn't know whether it was because she drank too much wine or she was already drunk. She just felt that her heart was extremely soft, and a kind of inextricable sweetness was born. It was probably because this situation was so beautiful. Inexplicably, a touch of sadness emerged in my heart, and I almost shed tears.
The quiet sea surface was churning under the moonlight. The stars in the sky were like diamonds on the endless black velvet. She leaned against him. He held her in his arms. They kissed softly, warm and sweet. .Like the most beautiful shadow of love in the world.
Such a wonderful time and beautiful scenery. The final result is naturally to roll into bed.
Wang Zhangzhu was finally carried back to the villa by Chu Huandong. She fell down on the bed. She met Chu Huandong's deep eyes. There was like a small burning flame in his eyes. They were dangerous and fanatical.
She wanted to turn a blind eye to his emotion. But how could Chu Huandong let go of this great opportunity so easily? The warm quilt was full of the smell of Wangzhangzhu. The fragrance was faint and overwhelming. It was still from her. Fragrance...
He only felt thirsty and said in a hoarse voice, "Zhangzhu, I'm not a monk."
Over the years, he has only had one woman, her. Ding Lingyue has always found it incredible that he behaves like this. Every man knows that desire is like a drug. Once you touch it and taste the taste, it is usually difficult to quit. .But Ding Lingyue doesn't know that as long as a man truly loves a woman, other women will become useless in front of him.
Chu Huandong can ignore tens of billions of women in the world. The only one he can't resist is a Wangzhangzhu.
She was in his arms at this moment. She was so warm and soft. How could he resist this temptation? His lips moved downward and landed on her white forehead, eyes, nose, lips... light and burning. It was late at night. He had grown a little stubble, which rubbed against her skin with a rough feeling.
Wang Zhangzhu, who has been living a shackles and worrying life for many days, is too tired. Once she falls into the embrace of such longing, she can't help but feel greedy. Her eyes are still resisting. But her body can't lie, she is longing for him. .Her body could not help but lean into Chu Huandong's arms. She lost the strength to break free.
Chu Huandong's kiss began to deepen. His hands went down little by little along Wang Zhangzhu's collar. From his neck to his chest, he slid down little by little... Everywhere his fingertips touched, it seemed as if Carrying the scorching air blowing from there... It's so hot. It's so hot...
In a daze, Wang Zhangzhu didn't know whether this moment of love and entanglement came from the good times that had passed, or the fusion of body and mind in front of him; whether he was so confused and confused, because he drank too much wine at night, or whether it was the handsome and charming man in front of him. The man. These arms. This embrace.
Chu Huandong's movements became feverish and urgent. Every kiss and every touch seemed to leave a mark on her soul. She couldn't bear it, but she couldn't escape either. He called her name lovingly and tenderly in her ear. .He stirred up her desire wantonly and roughly in her body.
Her body felt like it was being stabbed. She involuntarily stretched out her hands to hug his waistline. From retreating step by step to involuntarily getting closer and catering to him. His excessive greed for the tight combination made her whimper in pain. But then he was The blockage swallowed up into a muffled whisper.
Looking at Wang Zhangzhu's increasingly blurred eyes, he knew that she finally remembered his kindness, his deep love, and their mutual love...