Tang Fan was a little surprised when he saw Shen Zhuowen coming out early.

As far as he knew, although Shen Zhuowen didn't like to participate in drinking parties, once he did, he rarely lost face and usually left after the party.

Today is an exception.

Tang Fan stepped forward and approached Shen Zhuowen , " Mr. Shen, where are you going?"

Shen Zhuowen said , " Sunshine Community."

The man's voice was slightly cold, drifting into the night wind, and was soon blown away by the smell of alcohol on his body.

Tang Fan suppressed his surprise and went to drive.

Shen Zhuowen sat in the back seat, closing his eyes slightly. His sharp and cold eyes softened a bit with warmth. The strange lights on the road swept across rows and shone into the car. The man's profile seemed to be a little gentler than before. .

In the dark night, a car drove quietly into the Sunshine Community.

Most of the people here are elderly and go to bed early at around ten o'clock, with only a few lights on.

The window in one of the buildings was Jiang Zhimiao's room.

There was a little light, and the woman's figure swayed in the window from time to time.

She seemed to be waiting for someone.

The suit was also taken off casually and placed beside him. Shen Zhuowen rolled up his sleeves to his forearm. He raised his head and met Jiang Zhimiao's eyes, who was looking down.

Jiang Zhimiao looked down casually and saw a car parked at the entrance of the stairs.

The treetops rustled and the shadows swayed.

The silence speaks.

Jiang Zhimiao turned back into the house, looked at herself in the mirror, hesitated for a moment, and then put on a long skirt and windbreaker.

Then, open the door and go downstairs.

Walking out of the apartment building, the familiar license plate number confirmed Jiang Zhimiao's guess.

She slowed down her pace and stood in front of the car.

The car door opened, and the man half-leaned in the chair lazily and dignifiedly, his strong and powerful forearms placed on the window, his muscles bulging, and he looked towards the source of the voice.

When being stared at by those dark eyes, Jiang Zhimiao almost thought that he had nowhere to hide.

My heart seemed to jump into my throat.

Shen Zhuowen said , " Don't you want to see me?"

Jiang Zhimiao came to his senses for a moment, got on the car, bent down and walked to Shen Zhuowen.

Shen Zhuowen was not polite to her. He pinched her wrist with one hand and pulled her into his arms.

With the tip of her butt pressed against the man's thigh, she lowered her head and stared at Shen Zhuowen with clear and clean eyes, as if she didn't believe he would come.

Shen Zhuowen's eyes were still a little drunk, "What happened today?"

Jiang Zhimiao shook her head, "It's nothing." That's what she said, but when the topic was mentioned, her body still shook involuntarily and pressed against Shen Zhuowen's body.

Men's bodies tend to be hotter than women's, and this heat seems to make Jiang Zhimiao feel at ease now.

She curled up in Shen Zhuowen's arms, like a weak cat. The street lights outside the car flickered and slid across the woman's pale cheek, making this feeling even stronger.

Jiang Zhimiao stretched out his hand, put his arm around Shen Zhuowen's neck, and rubbed his lips dependently.

It's not a big show of seduction, nor is it pretending to be weak.

Jiang Zhimiao's attitude is right in the middle between the two.

While arousing the man's pity, it also stirred up the desire in his nerve endings.

Shen Zhuowen stared at the face of the woman in front of him with deep eyes, then stretched out his hand and slipped into the woman's windbreaker.

Jiang Zhimiao didn't resist, but shrank slightly, then raised his face and looked at Shen Zhuowen.

With rough fingertips, she lifted up her long skirt and climbed it to her waist.

Shen Zhuowen said , " You wear something so thick on the outside and like this on the inside, do you want to seduce people?"

Jiang Zhimiao did not deny it and licked his lips , " I want to seduce you and sleep with you, is that okay?"

Shen Zhuowen looked at her and didn't answer.

Jiang Zhimiao bit her lip with her teeth and reached out to push aside her windbreaker.

The moment the windbreaker fell to the ground, the isolation board also rose at the same time.

After a while, the suspender skirt Jiang Zhimiao was wearing also fell to the ground. At this moment, she was no different from the one in the photo she sent to Shen Zhuowen.

It was still a little cold now, and she shivered.

She subconsciously looked at Shen Zhuowen and caught some darkness in the man's eyes.

Jiang Zhimiao walked up to him. The next second, the world around her was spinning, and she was pressed under the carriage by Shen Zhuowen.

In the dim carriage, the man's face could not be clearly seen.

"Is it okay now?" He was referring to Jiang Zhimiao's resistance to being outside the last time.

In fact, Jiang Zhimiao is also resisting now, and his body is shaking unconsciously.

obviously.

Shen Zhuowen also felt Jiang Zhimiao's resistance and was a little disappointed, and the expression on his face faded.

He sat up, and Jiang Zhimiao could only sit up.

She looked at Shen Zhuowen, and the man turned his head to answer the phone, his voice impatient , " What bag do you like?"

A woman's louder cry could be faintly heard in the empty carriage.

The man lowered his eyebrows indifferently. He looked at Jiang Zhimiao's clothes left on the ground, and his tone became even more serious , " You should know my principles."

Shen Zhuowen is not said to be very romantic when it comes to matters between men and women, but in one aspect he is much better than most men in the industry. After breaking up, he will always give the woman a certain amount of compensation and a limited edition bag.

Therefore, those women are somewhat obsessed with Shen Zhuowen.

The woman was unwilling to give in and wanted to say something else, but she was worried about offending Shen Zhuowen, so she could only hang up the phone angrily.

The two things combined made the expression of lack of interest on Shen Zhuowen's face more obvious, and the emotion in his eyes became lighter. He looked at Jiang Zhimiao and did not hold her as affectionately as before.

Jiang Zhimiao's hand holding the skirt paused. She did not choose to wear a skirt, but just wrapped herself in a windbreaker.

She didn't expect Shen Zhuowen to dump the woman so cleanly.

As for the identity of this woman, she vaguely guessed that she was the woman who went on a business trip with Shen Zhuowen before.

The carriage is quiet and you can hear a pin drop.

Jiang Zhimiao got off the car with Shen Zhuowen.

The two of them walked to the door of the suite together, opened the door and went in.

There were no lights on in the suite, and there was only moonlight everywhere.

Jiang Zhimiao glanced at it twice, then turned sideways and wanted to turn on the light.

But the man took the lead and grabbed her arm, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her hard ...

She had no power to resist, so she could only endure Shen Zhuowen's kiss and the savage darkness.

The shaky time passed.

Towards the end, the woman seemed unable to bear it, tears fell down and she sobbed softly.

She leaned tightly in Shen Zhuowen's arms, as if she were his devout believer, nestling in his arms.

Reluctant to leave even an inch.

The man seems to be satisfied after being fed, and he curls up a little more tenderly towards the woman.

Even if it ends, it will still be up to her.

...

Jiang Zhimiao opened his eyes again. The man's hot chest was pressed against his ears, so hot that it turned red.

But there was no expression on her face.

There are some things that you cannot say yourself.

Only by allowing men to investigate and dig out on their own can they maintain their image in the eyes of the other party.

After a while of silence, Jiang Zhimiao rubbed Shen Jun's chest as if relying on him, then lifted the quilt and stood up.

She walked to the bedroom and saw the bag placed at the door.

There are vegetables and meat inside.

The presidential suite is equipped with a small bar near the door, which can also be said to be a small kitchen. It has everything in it, which is convenient for Jiang Zhimiao to cook, but he will definitely not be able to cook dishes that are too complicated.

Jiang Zhimiao divided the dishes into categories, cooked two bowls of egg noodles, and cooked two slices of green vegetables.

There was a faint sound coming from the inner bed.

Jiang Zhimiao looked sideways and said softly , " Come over for breakfast later."

Shen Zhuowen rolled his eyes over.

The woman tucked her hair behind her ears, and the thin sunlight shone in, depicting her graceful body and calm profile. She looked over and saw that her eyes from crying last night were still swollen and red, which instantly brought him back to last night's dream. .