As expected, the man at the dinner table didn't choose anything. He ate elegantly, as if he were in a high-end restaurant. Tang Zhixia drank a bowl of soup and half a bowl of rice, but found that the man had a great appetite. She had finished all the food, and he still had it.
Eat slowly.
This made her feel a small sense of accomplishment. Is her cooking really so good?
Tang Zhixia couldn't help but go to the bathroom to wash her face, and then put on light makeup again, because her makeup was a little messed up due to sweat.
Finally, the man finished eating and was drinking water from her cup. She was also a little thirsty, so she could only get a disposable cup and drink a glass of cold water.
Tang Zhixia put away the bowls in the kitchen and decided to go home and wash them in the evening. She glanced at the time on her watch and said, "President Xi, it's almost time for us to leave."
"Take a rest." After Xi Jiuchen finished speaking, he raised his head and closed his eyes on her sofa to rest.
Tang Zhixia was speechless. Was he going to take a nap at her house?
Tang Zhixia couldn't force him to leave. She took this time to tidy up the house. When she saw her son's toys piled on the sofa, she walked over to clean them up. When she saw a few small Lego parts scattered around the man, she stretched out her hand.
She came over to pick it up. At this moment, the man's thick long eyelashes lifted, his cold eyes flashed with the glare of a predator, and his big palm quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled hard.
Tang Zhixia was brought into the man's arms by this force, and she fell directly on top of him. The next second, her waist was tightened, and the world was turned upside down again, and she was pressed on the sofa by the man.
"You...Xi Jiuchen, don't mess around." Tang Zhixia's beautiful eyes were full of warning, and she knew that taking him home was not a good thing. This man was an animal that could go into heat at any time.
"What does promiscuity mean? Last night you held my face and kissed me, does that count as promiscuity?" the man asked hoarsely. This woman was extremely proactive last night.
Tang Zhixia's face turned red and she stuttered in explanation, "Last night...I...I was confused. I forgot everything that happened."
The man sneered, "Really? Do you need me to help you recall it?"
"No need..." Before she could finish her words, the man had already decided to help her recollect, and his thin lips attacked her two red lips domineeringly.
Tang Zhixia's mind suddenly went blank. If this man wanted to kiss her, he would just say so. There was always so much drama.
But she didn't know why, every time this man kissed her, although she was panicked and rejected at first, she was soon overwhelmed by this man, her head went blank, her face turned red, and Tang Zhixia even tasted the joy of kissing.
No…
She didn't want to admit this to her death. She didn't enjoy being kissed by this man at all.
Finally, besides kissing, the man's hands began to become restless. Tang Zhixia began to panic. If he continued, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Well..." Tang Zhixia reached out and punched his back, only to find that his back was so hard that it hurt her fists.
Xi Jiuchen let go of her, but did not immediately get up and let her go. Instead, he admired the woman with messy hair in his arms, who looked like a charming little fairy.
But for some reason, thinking that she had been treated like that by a bastard, he really felt the urge to kill that bastard.
Tang Zhixia's hair suddenly hurt, and she realized that a strand of her hair was stuck on the button in front of the man's shirt.
Naturally, the man also noticed it. He lowered his head and looked at her with a somewhat evil look, "Untie it yourself."
Tang Zhixia's scalp was numb with pain. She naturally pulled her hair, but found that she couldn't pull it open and had to unbutton it.
So, she could only blush and unbutton the man's third button. In an instant, she saw the man's strong honey-colored chest muscles. She quickly turned her face away, not wanting to look at it.
"Are you satisfied with my figure?" The man never forgot to ask her.
"Not satisfied." Tang Zhixia snorted deliberately to make him angry.
"Why are you dissatisfied?" The man continued to hold her still and asked with narrowed eyes.
