Chapter 31

Four Seasons Hotel.

Upon entering the door, the clover-shaped sculpture in front of the eyes had smooth lines and graceful curves.

The black and red accents were always high-class.

As for why Zhou Yinchu didn’t stay at the Ritz-Carlton, which he was familiar with, Wen Ning didn’t know, she checked the price of this area, and concluded that the hotel in front of her had the highest price, so she wasn’t the least bit surprised that Zhou Yinchu would choose this hotel.

She sat quietly in the empty lobby on the first floor and waited for him.

She didn’t want to stay on the black and red sofa, but chose the black piano in the corner, Wen Ning looked out the window frequently at first, the light on her waist was as colorful as the photos he took, she gradually felt sleepy and curled up into a ball.

Zhou Yinchu, on the other hand, was tired after a day of socializing, but when he thought of going back on Friday, he was eager to speed up all the work that needed to be coordinated and signed.

He wanted to go back with all his heart.

As to why he wanted to go back, and what the woman owed him, how to make up for him, in the darkness of the night, the man did not realize that the bright calendar pulled out a smile.

Before this smile fell, he thought that his eyes were blurred, so he mistakenly thought that the whole world is that woman’s sight.

There was a time when he came to that.

There was nowhere in the depths of his misty vision that she was not hovering.

Despite the many times he had repeated the illusion, even if it was a phantom, there was not a single time that he did not see it for what it was.

A big “sorry,” the arrogant man thought, was harmless enough.

But this time, he did see her.

“Wenning?”

He spoke tentatively, not seeing a moment in the day when he wasn’t as thunderous as he was right now.

He remembered that he had indeed invited her to accompany him on a business trip, a woman with a set of excuses, he did not think that there was any room for maneuver in this matter, although he had thirsted for her companionship, Zhou Yinchu knew better than to rush things.

But right now, she was the one who came by herself.

“You’re back.”

“Can we go up and talk?” The woman who was curled up in a ball gradually awakened, her originally calm eyes still had a few moments of chaos as she looked at him, “The mosquitoes here are just a little too …… much.”

Her white and soft legs just appeared a lot of red and swollen mosquito bite marks, the more white and tender, the more shocking the redness on it looks.

He instantly softened, not a word of the man is from this moment to feel real, she did not have any warning on this came to Guangzhou.

This unexpected surprise prompted the man smile gradually become diffuse.

He picked up the woman in the air.

“Zhou Yinchu, you quickly put me down, it’s embarrassing.”

In public, the middle-aged woman who had experienced marriage instinctively felt like a blazing fire in the face of this situation.

At first, Wen Ning tried to struggle, but soon, she realized that the more she struggled, the tighter Zhou Yinchu tightened his grip.

It was like he was enjoying her struggling extraordinarily.

She lay quietly in his embrace, don’t face away, in his ear voice timid: “I was bitten by mosquitoes, and not a broken leg, I can walk.”

Wen Ning really do not want to talk like this.

A handful of years old, so spitting a little mosquito bites, petulance is too much, as if in front of the man posturing.

Zhou Yinchu, however, never put her down, and he directly carried her into an elevator with one hand, one hand easily gripping his waist while the other reached out with his bony index finger to lightly touch the elevator button, “Wait, I’ll find someone to go to the drugstore to buy a can of refreshing oil for you.”

He was extraordinarily attentive to the pain and itch on his body.

A class of elevator slowly arrived, the elevator was closed without being as easy for outsiders to capture as it would have been in Jiang Cheng.

It was a relatively private space where no one would see.

When Wen Ning realized this, she seemed to be less averse to his embrace.

In the still golden ornate elevator, the atmosphere was charming for the two minutes of the short stay, but it was spoiled for the man.

“Since you’re here,” the man’s questioning tone preceded his welcome at her arrival, “why didn’t you send me a message?”

“Cell phone died.”

She bowed her head in urgency, but her eyes were invariably only likely to wander up and down his circumference, unable to find any other outlet, “The rechargeable battery has to be swept through the phone as well, and I’m too embarrassed to bother anyone else.”

Zhou Yinchu’s hand on his waist slightly fires, as if cautioning her about the price she will bear if she doesn’t do that, “Then you can also go through the front desk to get to me.”

“I ……”

Having arrived in a hurry, Wenning was momentarily at a loss as to how to talk to him about his journey.

Obviously, this was not a reasonable time to give an account.

She felt the sound of his heartbeat resonating with it in his chest, his heartbeat calling out.

“Hoping that I almost forgot, you are the master of flipping out when you get out of bed, how could you possibly choose to reveal our relationship in front of outsiders.” Zhou Yinchu laughed at himself.

The sound she made was as slight as a mosquito, “It’s not like that, I just don’t want to disturb your work.”

“Also, forgetting that this is a different city,” Zhou Yinchu secretly teased, “In the absence of acquaintances, we would rather not have to look ahead.”

The words were ambiguous, like a Weiwei flickering candle flame, swaying in her mind.

“I’m glad.”

He didn’t bother to hide it.

“It’s rare that you come to me of your own accord.”

The kiss landed on her brow, open yet restrained, a way of approaching that had never been done before.

Wenning couldn’t talk about revulsion.

Just when she thought the next man was impatient, Zhou Yinchu acted extremely perverse again.

He wrapped one arm around her again and went to the bathroom, Wen Ning actually knew what she should do all the way, she understood how she should hook her arms around the man’s neck, but in the moment she raised her eyes, she glimpsed his rolling, sensual throat knots, and instantly hesitated again.

“Hold on, don’t fall.”

Wenning knew herself to be pretentious and had to be guided step by step by him before she willingly wrapped her arms around his shoulders and neck.

Her fingertips no longer had nowhere to rest this time, but instead slid down on top of his collarbone, and only after a brief rubbing did she realize what a terrible thing she was doing.

And while Zhou Yinchu turned on the shower head of the hot water, one of his tops not removed, he didn’t look like he was in the rhythm of doing that.

“I’m afraid I’m going to disappoint you.” He smiles badly.

As the hot water slowly washes over her densely covered mosquito bite wounds, he says, “The cooling oil will be sent up for a while yet.”

He rinsed her first with alkaline soap, and later took out a bottle of glycerite lotion to apply.

The itch on the surface of her skin did subside for the most part with this maneuver.

But the more he did this, the less she was able to get the purpose of this night off her chest, and Wen Ning realized that the playful Zhou Yinchu was unexpectedly serious today.

She had some regrets.

It felt like she shouldn’t have carried that kind of intention, but she couldn’t turn a complete blind eye to Li Yuanzhe’s death, otherwise, how could she afford to live up to those years.

Can’t easily forget the dead person just because there is a man with more favorable material conditions.

But at this moment, Wen Ning was perhaps also able to perceive that she should never open her mouth so rashly when the atmosphere was good.

“It doesn’t itch anymore,” more than saying that she loathed her embrace, Wen Ning was more afraid that she was familiarizing herself with this embrace, such an embrace that was forced to be squeezed to thin air, yet brought her a solid sense of security, “Just put me down.”

The man’s large hand had already covered the familiar softness, “You rarely take the initiative, how can I let go?”

“Zhou Yinchu, I’m a little tired.”

Wen Ning attempted to dodge, not to look directly into his eyes, yet she had nowhere to go in his arms.

It was hard to believe that the man was not obsessed with a momentary love affair, he slowed down his fingertips’ exploration of a specific area, touched his forehead lightly in an attempt to feel her body temperature, sensed that there was no heat and patiently asked, “What’s wrong?”

Wenning searched for a poor excuse, “Just in one day, went to a lot of places ah, and tossed to fly over to see you ……”

She probably knew that she was spoiling the fun for the jackal and tiger man by saying this.

And yet, she was curious as to whether or not it was always the same thing that Zhou Yinchu cared about.

“Then you should rest for a while.”

He proceeded to make arrangements, “I’ll just happen to take care of all the matters at hand, squeeze out a day tomorrow and we’ll go around.”

If Zhou Yinchu had gone straight to the point single-handedly, perhaps Wen Ning would have been completely guilty of creating any guilt for wanting to take advantage of it.

However, he, who was keen on the matter, had indicated that it could wait.

This made Wen Ning unavoidably feel that it was too unbelievable.

“What kind of eyes are you looking at people with,” Zhou Yinchu replied, “Is it hard to say that being tired on your lips is a lie, thinking that if I don’t do it with you, you’ve come all the way here for nothing?”

“You’re shameless!”

How can that kind of words hang on your lips all day long.

Sex, for and many people like Wen Ning, was itself a difficult thing to talk about.

Wen Ning hurriedly covered up the quilt, except that the weather in South China was really excessively hot, and after covering her head for half a minute she felt like she was about to get out of breath, and poked her head out again, “I’m going to take a break, you go and get busy.”

The face fished out from the quilt even if it was veiled, also maintained a harmonious and soulful beauty, a faint blush rose on her face because of the sweltering heat sensation, and the slightly disordered hair was even more evocative.

What she had no way of knowing was that her beauty was even better under such circumstances.

Already busy, Zhou Yinchu: “Are you sure you’re not trying to seduce . Seducing me?”

“Zhou Yinchu, it’s rare that I feel like you’re a human being.”

Zhou Yinchu, while working, did not forget to respond to her words in a subdued manner, his tone was as arrogant as ever: “You can be a human being, or you can be a human being.”

If placed in the past, Wen Ning would have been impatient to take out a pillow and slam it at him.

But now, the one who has repeatedly asked for help is not someone else, it is also her.

The years had taught her to be stoic and introverted, but she found that the longer she spent with Zhou Yinchu, the more wanton she seemed to become.

That scenario of a direct hug in a public place was something that she would probably never be able to accept for the rest of her life in the middle of Wen Ning’s established life.

If it happened to young, eye-catching couples, she was used to it, but it happened to them.

Zhou Yinchu’s moves were always direct and violent, he wouldn’t consider anyone’s feelings and never had to.

And with herself under the constraints of countless rules and regulations, she was surprised to find the moment she was lifted up by him not as embarrassing as she thought it would be.

He beckoned, “Wenning, if you’re not sleeping, come over and keep me company.”

He also thought he could continue to deal with the terms of his contract until he realized that his mind was completely off of it.

The doorbell suddenly rang at that moment.

“The refreshing oil is here.”

At least, at this moment, Wen Ning and Zhou Yinchu equally thought so, but in the next second, in the gift box that Assistant Lin entrusted to send up, what was privately hidden was not any cooling oil, but a bottle of oil that was closely related to gender relations.

No other, in such hot weather, always in the Yangtze River Delta Lin assistant committed a serious otitis, a time some words really can not hear clearly.

Anyway, he heard the word “oil”.

As for the specific oil, he was not bold enough to personally ask Mr. Zhou again. All he knew was that Ms. Wen was here, and his boss was in high spirits.

Thus, Wen Ning’s illusions about Zhou Yinchu’s humanity, which she had managed to rekindle this evening, were dashed.

She took a look at the packaging on the top, but it damn well said “Ice and Fire”.