Zhuang Hong's body was filled with the scent of shower gel. It was the scent of westwood.
Ling Chunuan was very familiar with this smell. Her elder brother, who was an iceberg with a stoic face, always had this smell on him. It was just that for as long as Ling Chunuan could remember, her elder brother, Gu Yao, always had a cold expression that kept others away. Therefore, this smell was very faint in her memory.
Therefore, that scent, which was supposed to be faint and refreshing, had never been as strong as it was now.
It was familiar yet unfamiliar.
It was intimate yet domineering.
Ling Chunuan was momentarily dazed. She stared blankly at the man who was approaching her and actually forgot to avoid him. She looked at him with a pair of large, doe-like eyes, so clear that there was not a trace of impurity in them.
Zhuang Hong was at a loss for what to do when she looked like she was at the mercy of others.
This was the first time in his life that he had met such a woman. Or rather, the person in front of him could not even be considered a woman. She was just a little girl who had not yet lost her childishness.
Facing those clear eyes, Zhuang Hong only felt his heart tremble inexplicably. His originally calm heart was now filled with ripples. He only felt that the person in front of him was exceptionally gentle.
Just inches away, he lowered his head slightly and kissed her between her eyebrows.
She trembled slightly. Her thick, fan-like eyelashes brushed past his cheeks, and a numbing feeling spread throughout his body.
The fire in Zhuang Hong's heart was suddenly aroused. He did not know if it was because the medicine was not completely washed away by cold water, but he suddenly could not help but lower his head and kiss the tip of her nose, covering her delicate lips.
Ling Chunuan finally realized what she was facing. Her eyes suddenly widened. She tried to push his chest away with both hands, but the force that came from the back of her head and shoulders at the same time made her unable to move.
"Mmm …"
A moan escaped from her lips, but it gave Zhuang Hong a greater opportunity to slide into the depths of her mouth. Hooking her fragrant tongue, the familiar teasing quickly put Ling Chunuan, a novice kisser, at a disadvantage. Her struggling movements gradually became soft and weak, and the strength she used to pat Zhuang Hong's back was more like a coquettish act, leading to wild and fanciful thoughts.
Zhuang Hong's hand was very warm, so when it entered her dress, she didn't feel anything strange. It wasn't until the numbness at her waist became stronger that she suddenly woke up. She suddenly opened her eyes, and with a strength that she didn't know where she got it from, she pushed Zhuang Hong away and fled in panic.
Zhuang Hong looked at the fleeing figure and licked the sweetness at the corner of his mouth. His eyes curved as he laughed wantonly.
He suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with this marriage.
Ten years ago, the headquarters of the Zhuang Yu Group moved to the capital and began to develop vigorously. At the age of 16, he was sent abroad to study by the third generation chairman of the Zhuang Yu Group, Zhuang Suqiu. He spent five years to complete all his studies abroad and returned to the country to take over the position of the vice president of the Zhuang Yu Group.
After returning to the country, the first thing his adoptive mother, Zhuang Suqiu, told him was not to take over the position of the vice president of the group, but his marriage contract.
It was a marriage contract with the sister of Gu Yao, the president of the Huan Yan Group, one of the biggest groups in the media industry, Ling Chunuan.
The president of the Huan Yan Group, Gu Yao, became famous at a young age. When he took over the group at the age of 12, it was already a big news for the entire media industry. For so many years, many people were waiting to see the Huan Yan Group become a joke, but the Huan Yan Group developed into the top position in the industry in the hands of that 12-year-old boy.
Zhuang Hong didn't have any objection to this marriage. When he was adopted at the age of six, he already had memories. His adoptive mother raised him like a new life, so he would absolutely obey Zhuang Suqiu's arrangement.
But there were always people who were unwilling, such as his sister, Zhuang You.
Zhuang You was adopted earlier than him. When she was still a baby in swaddling clothes, she grew up by Zhuang Suqiu's side. For a long time, he thought that Zhuang You was his adoptive mother's biological daughter, and he was just an adopted playmate from the orphanage to accompany the princess.
In the face of this girl who was adopted like him, he had sad sympathy in his heart, but more of it was the affection of so many years. So, everything went along with her, and he really treated her as his own sister.
But his feelings of affection were misinterpreted by Zhuang You.
So when she learned of the marriage contract, Zhuang You had a big fight with Zhuang Suqiu at home. Even though she was grounded, she had sent out several groups of people to threaten and tempt him many times to refuse the marriage.
Then, there was the incident of accidentally meeting Ling Chunuan in Mauritius.
Zhuang Hong recalled the process of the two of them meeting until now, and recalled the feeling just now, with a smile on his face.
On the other side, Ling Chunuan covered her mouth and ran back to her room. She locked the door with trembling, and then plunged into the quilt, covering her head with it. She didn't want to face the reality at all.
What had just happened, she would just treat it as a dream and forget it.
When she woke up tomorrow morning, this person would definitely not be here.
Every time there was something that she couldn't solve or felt that it was troublesome to solve, she always chose to escape. Fortunately, she had an omnipotent brother to protect her in the past 19 years, so no matter how big a mess she made, there was someone to help her clean up the mess. So, she was very lucky to escape these years.
But this time, Gu Yao's phone couldn't be reached.
Holding the phone and sitting on the bed in a daze, Ling Chunuan finally realized a serious problem. Gu Yao and Lu Jingrou were still in the honeymoon period, so it was impossible for him to answer her call.
She called three times in a row, but no one answered. Finally, she gave up and angrily covered her head with the quilt. After a while, she slowly pulled it down and stared blankly at the ceiling.
What should I do?
Mauritius, Africa.
Lu Jingrou put sunscreen on her face and glanced at the phone on the dressing table that finally stopped ringing. She turned back and asked, "You're really not answering the phone? What if Nuannuan really has something urgent to talk to you about? "
Gu Yao was sitting on a rattan chair on the balcony, facing the sea, holding a financial newspaper of the day, with his back to the room.
"If she really needs it, I can take care of her for the rest of her life, but I think before that, there should be other possibilities in her life."
"The possibility you're talking about is Zhuang Hong? Do you really feel safe letting him live with your sister alone? "
"He has a good character."
"How do you know?"
"I've never been wrong about people."
"Hey," Lu Jingrou rolled her eyes contemptuously and walked behind Gu Yao with her arms crossed. Her aquamarine neckline chiffon dress fluttered in the wind, like a floating daffodil.
"When are you going to change your bad habit of talking to yourself? There are thousands of people you like, how can your sister like all of them? How can you force a duck to a perch? "
Gu Yao still looked down at his newspaper and replied casually.
"There are only a few people I like."
"Then I'm really flattered."
Hearing this, Gu Yao's expression slightly froze. After a while, the corners of his mouth curved into a thought-provoking smile.
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