Because Zhong Jingâs hand was holding her, he placed his hand on her buttocks and suddenly felt wet, hot and slippery. He raised his hand and looked through the moonlight to see . It was a white sticky substance and the fishy smell was familiar, it was his ejaculate.
He suddenly understood that the woman who crossed was probably not her whole body which meant that her body was like a sieve and his semen shot into her body and would soon flow out from those tiny crevices in her body.
He should be happy with this situation and donât have any worries but he couldnât explain why he felt a little irritable in his heart.
Every time she came to him, when to come and when to leave, will she suddenly not appear again one day? These are completely out of his control. For someone like him who always likes to have everything under control, this sense of loss of control not only makes him restless but also makes him unable to extricate himself from it.
He had noticed before that every time she came to him, she would stay for five or six hours but this time she came to an uncomfortable place, the reception would end soon so should he just leave her here alone?
He was thinking about this when he heard a voice from behind the curtain.
âWhereâs Zhongjing?â A familiar womanâs voice.
âMr Zhong is on the balcony.â Tan Qiming replied.
âHeâs alone?â
âYes.â
Tan Qiming tried to stop Xuan Lu, âMiss Xuan, Mr. Zhong said he no one should disturb him.â
âHeâs alone, Iâll accompany him.â
âMiss Xuanââ Tan Qiming is very conscientious and firmly stretched out his hand to stop, âDonât do this, Mr Zhong will be unhappy.â
Xuan Lu raised her beautiful eyebrows, âXiao Tan, you are not him so how do you know that he will not be happy?â
The implication is that she thinks Zhong Jing will be happy to see her.
ââŠâ Tan Qiming was speechless, âMiss Xuanââ
He was about to say something else when Zhong Jingâs voice came from outside the curtain, âXiao Tan, itâs none of your business.â
Xuan Lu smiled and glanced at Tan Qiming and opened the curtain and went to the balcony.
âWhat are you doing here alone?â
Zhong Jing stood facing the balcony with one hand on the railing and glanced sideways at Xuan Lu, âSmoking a cigarette.â
The invisible woman was still limply nestled in his arms half leaning on the railing and half leaning against him. Obviously she hasnât recovered and her body is as soft as a mud.
Xuan Lu smiled and walked over, âZhong Jing, shouldnât there be an explanation for your relationship with me?â
They have known each other for some time and there have been little progress except for one day when they almost went to a room but the plan was disrupted and up till now, Zhong Jing has always treated her like she is dispensable and they also come separately to this reception today. She couldnât help but want to ask clearly.
Hearing this, Zhong Jing frowned. If it wasnât for the woman in his arms, he would probably already be dating Xuan Lu. After all, the two were a good match for each other and he didnât hate her.
But now he has a woman who âwearsâ over to beg him at any time and he also canât get enough of her.
Although Zhongjing is not a good man, he still disdains to do such a thing.
âI think itâs better for us to be friends.â He said directly.
Xuan Luâs face stiffened for two seconds and her eyes went from surprised to hurt and then quickly returned to calm. Sheâs a proud woman who will not lose her composure even when sheâs rejected.
She smiled, âOkay.â
She stood on tiptoe and kissed the manâs side face grabbing Zhong Jingâs arm with one hand and the other hand was originally going to wrap the manâs neck but it touched Jiang Yuanâs light naked back instead.
Xuan Lu was taken aback and took a step back and shouted: âWhat is that?!â
A strange color flashed in Zhong Jingâs eyes and he let go of the woman in his arms and turned around and asked calmly; âWhat is what ?â
Xuan Lu looked at her palm, she had clearly touched a womanâs back just now with long hair on her warm back but there was nothing around Zhong Jing and there is no woman at all.
She reached out and probed Zhong Jingâs shoulder again but this time she didnât touch anything.
Is it her illusion?
Or was it a ghost?
âZhongjing, didnât you feel it just now?â she asked cautiously.
Zhong Jing continued to pretend, âFeel what?â
âYouâŠâ Xuan Lu thought for a while and calmed down, it must be her illusion, how could there be a woman. âItâs nothing. Then Iâll go back first.â
âOkay.â
After Xuan Lu left, Zhong Jing reached out and grabbed the womanâs hand and wrote three words in her palm: Iâll accompany you.
Jiang Yuan didnât know what happened just now. She had put on her nightdress again but she was trapped on the balcony here. She couldnât go to the bed in her room to sleep so she wrote back the word âyesâ.
The two sat on the ground leaning against each other silently waiting for the night pass by .
At three in the morning, Zhong Jing almost fell and woke up because he lost his support.
He stood up.
The party was already over and Tan Qiming was waiting for him downstairs.
The private club where the reception was held was located in the outskirts of the country. He looked out of the balcony and the moonlight was in full swing and the tree shadows swayed.
He suddenly couldnât tell whether he was guarding the woman because the gentleman in his bones made him do it or whether he was inexplicably possessive and didnât want others to touch her again.
Or does he like her?
He laughed.
How could it be, he didnât even know what she looked like.
He shook his head and opened the curtain and walked out of the balcony.