Regardless of whether Han Murphy has feelings for her or not, he is her perfect choice, because only he can add icing on the cake to her career.
As for Allen, he is just her best male favorite.
"That's all!" She waved her hand and said, "It's very late, so I won't talk anymore. I just took sleeping pills and I think I'll fall asleep in 30 minutes. Come on, take me in."
Hearing this, Allen stretched out his arms to pick her up from the ground with a smile, strode into the bedroom, and placed her on the bed.
The nightgown naturally loosened as she lay down, and the skin on her chest, as white and smooth as a newborn baby, shone with a cold light in the moonlight.
Allen stared at her lovingly and untied the belt around her waist.
"My God, you are so beautiful." Allen's fingertips gently traced across her body. Every time he touched a sensitive spot, he would linger, stay, and circle affectionately.
In the past, under Allen's caress like this, her heartbeat would speed up, her breathing would be disordered, and her whole body would feel hot.
But today, all this made her feel like she was scratching an itch, which was completely unsatisfactory.
"Alan, move wider and be rougher," Zheng Tianai suggested.
Allen was slightly startled and asked in confusion: "Tian Ai, what do you mean by this? Are you trying to play s...?"
"No, I just want to..." Zheng Tianai stopped abruptly, because she couldn't tell Allen that she hoped that he would be like Han Murphy, a king in the country, a king who conquered cities and territories.
After a pause, she explained: "I just want to do it in another way."
"Okay." Allen hugged her gently, as if he was holding a goddess: "Then, I will find a silk scarf to cover your eyes, and then serve you like a queen, how about it?"
Haha... Zheng Tianai looked at Allen dumbfounded. Some men looked perfect from a distance. But when they got to him, they found that none of his words were accurate and none of his actions were correct.
The silk scarf gently wrapped around her eyes, and everything around her became dark.
Allen pecked her lips lightly and said, "God, the game has begun."
His gentle lips pressed against every inch of cold skin on her body, trying to use his tenderness to ignite the love in her heart.
However, another man appeared in front of her - Han Murphy.
Under the banyan tree, his black hair was fluttering in the wind.