Zheng Jiayi did not see Liu Handong arrive at the creative base. In fact, she was in a drunken state. There were too many things that happened today, including a car accident during morning exercise, a shock in the hospital, an innocent arrest, a triumphant escape, and then various twists and turns.
My neck relaxed, and I drank a lot of red wine under Secretary-General Li's sweet words. It would be strange not to get drunk.
After watching the dancing snowflakes on the balcony for a while, Zheng Jia was invited back by the waiter. She smiled stiffly, shook hands with everyone, and watched them leave. Secretary-General Li's mouth opened and closed, but he could not hear clearly what she was saying.
, then the waiter took Zheng Jiayi to Villa No. 5 under an umbrella.
Villa No. 5 is located at the deepest part of the entire creative base. It is a low-rise building with one and a half floors, half of which is buried underground. Hot spring water is introduced nearby and a huge Turkish bath is built with marble. There are two sets of guest rooms on the upper floor.
, you can get into the bath directly from the living room of the room.
Zheng Jiayi is a bit of a germaphobe. After a tiring day, she desperately wanted to take a hot bath. There were no other guests in Villa No. 5, and it was only open to her. The waiters were also very knowledgeable and would not come over to show their attentiveness without greeting Zheng Jiayi.
I took off my clothes, put on a towel, went down to the underground bathing pool, and soaked in the pool. I felt that every pore was so comfortable, and my body finally rested after a tiring day.
The hot spring water was steaming thickly, and outside the double-glazed windows there were snowflakes shining under the spotlight. Even a well-informed person like Zheng Jiayi sighed, the writers in Pingchuan are really luxurious.
At the same time, Liu Handong was also led by the waiter to Villa No. 5. The young waitress handed him a key: "Sir, you are in Room No. 2. If you need anything, just call the switchboard."
"Thank you." Liu Handong entered the villa alone. The wooden floor was waxed, and the spotlights embedded in the corners cast a soft and warm light on the walls and floors. The landscape paintings hung on the walls showed the owner's temperament and cultivation. The villa
It's very big, with an area of four to five hundred square meters. Room No. 2 is a large suite with a separate living room and bathroom. The bedroom is very large, and it is all made of solid wood furniture. There is a quiet bamboo forest outside the window. The decoration is elegant and fashionable, full of literati atmosphere.
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Liu Handong's ribs were still aching. He took off his clothes and went into the bathroom and took a shower. After washing randomly, he took a bath towel and wrapped it around his waist. He returned to the bedroom and posed in front of the mirror. His body was covered with scars.
He looks almost like Kenshiro in the comics.
Zheng Jiayi also took a shower, pulled up her hair, put on a bath towel, and went upstairs barefoot. The designer of Villa No. 5 was ingenious and designed many passages and doors that he thought were convenient. This may be convenient for regular residents, but for
New guests will bring a lot of trouble. There is a special small spiral staircase to go back to the room from the semi-underground bath. When Zheng Jia arrived for the first time, he vaguely felt that he was walking the same way. After he came up, he felt nothing strange, so he naturally turned the door handle and entered.
After getting into the bathroom, I walked to the window, dropped the bath towel, picked up the clothes on the bed and prepared to put them on, when I suddenly felt something was wrong.
Liu Handong was flexing his muscles in front of the mirror when he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening, and then he saw a slim figure named Pinpin Tingting walking in. She was only wearing a white bath towel. She took off the bath towel when she walked to the bed.
Although it is just a back view, it is also extremely sexy, with two long legs that are straight and round, a firm buttocks, a slim waist that is not too bulky, and beautiful lines.
Unexpectedly, the leaders of Pingchuan were so sincere. Liu Handong was moved for a moment and wondered whether he should decline or accept. This was really a test for Communists.
"Ahem." Liu Handong coughed twice and turned around.
Zheng Jia froze, with countless thoughts running through her mind. In an instant, she even anticipated the worst outcome. She turned around in horror, protecting her chest with her hands, only to see an almost naked Liu Handong standing in front of her.
In an instant, both of them were stunned. Liu Handong's smile froze on his face. Zheng Jiayi's panic turned into embarrassment. He quickly bent down and picked up the towel, but at that moment, the beating in his chest was noticed by the guy opposite.
In my eyes, the sound of swallowing saliva seemed particularly clear on the quiet snowy night.
"You..." they both spoke at the same time.
"You speak first." The two spoke again.
"Why are you here?" For the third time, the two people spoke exactly the same language. This feeling of understanding was so wonderful that it made them forget their embarrassment and smiles reappeared.
"What room number do you have?" Liu Handong asked.
"No. 1." Zheng Jia realized that he might have gone wrong.
"This is No. 2." Liu Handong said.
"I'm so sorry." Zheng Jia wanted to leave, but hesitated. If the waiter saw her coming out of Suite No. 2, wouldn't she be able to escape even if she jumped into the Yellow River?
"It's safer to go back the same way." Liu Handong seemed to have guessed Zheng Jiayi's thoughts and took the initiative to offer advice. In fact, there was a small voice in his heart suggesting: "Don't let her go, don't let her go..."
Zheng Jiayi's heart is the same as Liu Handong's. He says he wants to leave, but can't move his feet. A quiet and peaceful snowy night, a picturesque mountain villa, and a person of the opposite sex whom he has always had a crush on.
It is simply a natural beauty. Turning around and leaving abruptly is a gross destruction of this God-given beauty. To use an idiom to describe it, it is called a waste of natural resources.
But she also vaguely felt that the time was not yet ripe, and she and Liu Handong were not so close yet. If something charming happened tonight, it would be just the effect of hormones, and it would probably cause endless embarrassment afterwards. After all, this is Pingchuan.
Secretary Gao's site is said to be the creative base of the Writers' Association. Who knows what kind of people are staying here? Who knows if there is a camera beside the bed.
With a thought in his mind, Zheng Jia walked away. Liu Handong's eyes followed her involuntarily. The temptation of her delicate body wrapped in a bath towel was so great that he set up a tent under the bath towel.
"Hey, why is it locked?" Zheng Jia twisted the door handle of the semi-underground bath. Bai Shengsheng's shoulders shrugged, and his tone was extremely charming. Liu Handong took a step forward and opened the door for the beautiful lady. He had a strong hand and opened it with just a turn.
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"Thank you." Zheng Jiayi looked back and smiled, so charming and charming, Liu Handong's mind was blown, thousands of majestic stallions roared past, and his two hands involuntarily pinched Zheng Jiayi's waist.
At this moment, Zheng Jiayi's face turned red and her eyes were blurred. She naturally put her hand on Liu Handong's neck, opened her lips slightly, and closed her eyes.
Zheng Jia was born into a noble family, and the boys who chased her since middle school were like crucian carp crossing the river. However, she has a high self-esteem. In her eyes, Chinese men can only be called male animals, and none of them are real men. And European and American black people have bad body odor.
She had mysophobia and couldn't bear it, so she had lived for such a long time and had never had any intimate contact with any man except for being almost deceived by a married man Liu Fei during her time at the Financial Training Institute of Beiqing University.
In Liu Handong's heart, Zheng Jiayi is a goddess who is above everything else and cannot be played with from a distance. Now that the goddess is in his arms, she looks like she is at her disposal. Even Liu Xiahui, who is strong in iron, cannot control her. For a moment, his mind is completely empty.
If you tilt your head, you will bite it down.
There were footsteps and voices in the corridor, and it sounded like there were quite a lot of people there. Then the sound stopped at the door of the suite, and there was a knock on the door. It was a female voice: "Liu'er, are you asleep?"
This was She Xiaoqing's voice. Needless to say, An Xin and Shu Fan also came with her.
Zheng Jia reacted quickly, opened the door and left quickly, leaving only Liu Handong's slender figure behind.
Poor Liu Handong was like a toad that had been hungry for three days and three nights. When he was about to put down his chopsticks in front of a pot of fragrant swan meat, the cooked swan suddenly flew away.
The door opened, and the three women who had interrupted something good without realizing it looked at Liu Handong with concern and asked, "Are you okay? Why don't you look good?"
"Why are you here?" Liu Handong asked angrily.
"Liu Er, we heard that you were in trouble and came here in the snow. Why don't you appreciate it?" She Xiaoqing didn't regard herself as an outsider at all. She pushed aside Liu Handong who was blocking the door with her arm, walked into the suite, and praised: "The decoration is nice.
Ah, it’s even more luxurious than the senior suite at the Kempinski Hotel I stayed in.”
The waiter sent the guest to the door and left. An Xin and Shu Fan also entered the suite. They poured tea and drank like their own family members. They sat on the sofa and commented on the scenery outside the window. Of course, they did not forget to ask about Liu Handong's injury.
"It's basically fine." Liu Handong said, "I am made of iron. This injury is nothing. This time it is a blessing in disguise..."
After listening to Liu Handong's story, the three of them were amazed and praised his ability to adapt to changes.
"Zheng Jiayi is here too?" An Xin asked.
"It should be there." Liu Handong felt a little guilty.
"Forget it, it's getting late. Contact her again tomorrow and we won't disturb you anymore." An Xin stood up to say goodbye. Liu Handong secretly cursed these guys who were disrupting the situation, but said politely: "Slow down, there are people outside.
Snow."
Shu Fan walked at the end, and when he was about to go out, he lowered his voice and said, "Brother, Zheng Jiayi is next door, right?"
After saying that, without waiting for Liu Handong's reaction, he ran away with a smile.
After the three women left, Liu Handong entered a state of fierce ideological struggle. After three hundred rounds of fighting between heaven and man, he decided to knock on Zheng Jiayi's door.
Villa No. 5 didn't know that it was designed by that half-assed designer. The interior was like a maze. Liu Handong found the door of Suite No. 1, raised his hand reservedly and knocked lightly three times, then waited for Zheng Jia to open the door, and then
He threw himself into his arms. A spring night was worth a thousand dollars. Without saying a word, he hugged a princess and went directly into the room and threw her on the bed. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
But after waiting for several minutes, no one came to open the door. Liu Handong knocked a few more times, but there was still no answer. Could it be that Zheng Jia fell asleep? It was also possible that he had just taken a hot bath after a tiring day, so he probably just lay down and fell asleep.
However, there is another possibility, that is, Miss Zheng is unwilling to spend the night with her.
After ten minutes of suffering, Liu Handong left with a sense of disappointment. Little did he know that when he was knocking on the door stupidly, Zheng Jiayi was also knocking on his door. However, due to the pain in the designer's balls, these two
The doors are far apart, so you can't hear each other's knocks.