Zhao Chuning tilted his head and rested it on his arm.
Tang Yi was driving and was a little distracted. His eyes unconsciously fell on the slightly drunk face of the woman next to him. The light and shadow passed across her face, and her eyelashes fluttered gently. The falling light and shadow were fine and fragmented, like feathers touching his heart, making him feel a little itchy.
He looked at her, sometimes at her, sometimes at Xiao Yimi, and sometimes at Cheng Zheng's figure passing by. His expression was complicated, and a bit of loneliness gradually revealed in his eyes.
She had a child with Cheng Zheng a year after they broke up? How much did she love Cheng Zheng that she was willing to be a single mother and give birth to the child? If she really loved him that much, why would she not let him recognize the child until now
There are no answers to all the questions. The more I think about it, the more strange it seems.
His gaze moved away from her face and fell on the road ahead. He didn't look at her again, just let her rest her head on his arm.
He took out his cell phone and called her. He just said that her mother had settled down at his place and was coaxing little Yimi to sleep.
After hanging up the phone, I felt even more lonely when I thought of my child’s sweet voice.
When the car arrived at the Burj Al Arab, he handed the car keys to the doorman and carried her out of the car. She was asleep and did not wake up, so he carried her directly into the hotel room.
She drank too much and the smell of alcohol was too strong. Tang Yi had a mild mysophobia and couldn't stand the smell, so he threw her into the bathtub and then took off her clothes.
During the struggle, Zhao Chuning woke up.
She was drunk, but she still knew what Tang Yi's hands were doing to her.
She was annoyed, saving her shirt.
"Rascal..." she cursed, tightly grasping the buttons of her shirt with one hand and pushing his hand away with the other.
That arrogant and drunken look was really cute and attractive. Tang Yi was scolded and rejected, but he didn't lose his temper. With a rare smile on his lips, he just said to her, "Let go."
She didn't listen, took a breath, and stood up from the bathtub. However, she was too drunk and the bathtub was slippery. She stood up suddenly, lost her footing, and fell backwards. She was so scared that her face turned pale, her hands fluttered in the air, and she grabbed Tang Yi's arm with one hand, as if she had grabbed a savior, and she held it tightly and didn't let go. As a result, not only did she lose her balance, but Tang Yi's tall body also fell into the bathtub with a "bang".
She fell into the water, and Tang Yi pounced on her, pressing his whole body on her.
Perhaps it was the hot water or the alcohol, her face flushed, as charming as a rose dripping with water. However, at this moment, the back of her head was hit hard, almost causing a concussion.
Her face was clenched into a ball, and she subconsciously covered her back with her hands. The next moment, Tang Yi had pulled her out of the water, and the two of them sat in the bathtub facing each other, with his big hand covering the back of her head where a bump had appeared instead of hers.
"It hurts..." Zhao Chuning moaned and grabbed his hand.
Tang Yi grabbed her and pressed her wet little face against his shoulder, rubbing the back of her head, not using much force. She gasped in pain, and it seemed that his actions had the effect of relieving the pain, and after a while, she calmed down a little.
Tang Yi said coldly, "You are drunk and still don't know how to behave yourself."
Zhao Chuning buried her face in his shoulder and didn't say anything for a long time. She just let him rub her silently, as if she was enjoying the feeling. Tang Yi also calmed down.
It is hard to describe what it feels like to be in such an atmosphere, but it makes people feel very safe and a little obsessed.
Zhao Chuning's hands grabbed his wet shirt, and his fingers tightened inch by inch, "Tang Yi, what happened to you? Why are you in the hospital?"
When Tang Yi heard her ask this question again, the corners of his lips raised. He grabbed the back of her head, pulled her off his shoulders, lifted her chin, and let her look at him with misty eyes, "Are you worried about me?"
"Is it serious or not?" Zhao Chuning didn't answer directly, but just asked again. She felt that what Mr. Liu said must be false. He did look a little weak, but it shouldn't be so serious that Mr. Liu said that he needed all the experts and professors in Jude City to consult. Otherwise, he couldn't be here at this moment. He must be lying in the hospital.
"Do I look seriously ill?"
She shook her head. "No. But..."
Her hands touched him twice and landed on his chest. She looked up at him with hazy eyes, "Tang Yi, you've lost weight."
Tang Yi's heart was shaken, and his eyes narrowed as he stared at her.
"Then I'll let you see if I'm sick or not." He murmured evilly. The next moment, he suddenly leaned over and kissed her lips. With her lips blocked suddenly, she had a hard time breathing. She struggled but failed to break free, so he took the opportunity to kiss her deeper and harder.
She was drunk and already confused. Now she was deprived of oxygen by the kiss and could not think carefully about anything. She only knew that his kiss gradually made her feel comfortable.
Slowly, the body became softer and softer.
She moaned, her lips opened, and he penetrated her, hooking his tongue over and entwining it with his. Her body was so soft that she could hardly hold on, and Tang Yi lifted her up with one hand, leaning against the edge of the bathtub, and his big hand fell on her waist, caressing her intimately.
She couldn't bear it any longer and arched her body forward. Tang Yi's breathing became much heavier. He couldn't stand her seductive look in the restaurant before, and now her appearance made his body ache even more.
Unable to bear it any longer, he simply pulled her out of the bathtub. Both of them were soaked. He held her hips and carried her to the shower room. The hot water rushed down from the top of her head, and she uttered an uncomfortable "hmm", and then he held her lips and kissed her passionately.
Tang Yi's body had already been stretched to the limit.
Zhao Chuning seemed to be in a dream, his body seemed to be on the clouds, and he could not think about anything. He only knew that he was hanging on Tang Yi, his body was separated, and then, he was forcefully occupied by a large hot object.
At the moment he entered, although she was not conscious enough, her body seemed to still clearly remember the last time he abused her. Her body was tense and she kept backing away.
Tang Yi pressed her hips and pulled her back. She opened her eyes and groaned in tears, "It hurts, don't come in..."
"I'm already in." Tang Yi's voice was hoarse. He panted, let her press against the wall, and coaxed her softly in a low voice, "Be good, I won't hurt you..."
Zhao Chuning was a little dazed.
She looked at the man in front of her, as if she had returned to the distant past. When they first had sex, he coaxed her just like he did now. As she thought about it, her eyes became a little blurry.
Tang Yi looked at her in front of him, watching the ups and downs of her emotions, and his heartstrings seemed to be shaken by something. There was a rare tenderness on his face, and the movements that invaded her body also slowed down unconsciously and became much softer.
Her originally tense body also relaxed.