An hour later.
Jiang Zhi glanced at the bed sheet, her face flushed with shame.
She knew she shouldn't have believed the man's words.
As soon as they returned to the master bedroom, he pressed her on the bed and kissed her until her whole body went soft and she had no strength to fight back.
But this time was different from last time.
The man was just pleasing her.
He himself was so uncomfortable that he ran to take a cold shower.
Jiang Zhi casually put on a nightdress. She was sweating and felt very uncomfortable. Enduring the sticky feeling on her body, she planned to get up and change the bed sheet.
Just as she bent over to lift the corner of the bed sheet, Shang Chi came out of the bathroom.
He was wearing a dark satin bathrobe, with a loose tie around his waist.
The man had a slender figure, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. The collars on both sides of the bathrobe overlapped, forming a deep V shape, and his strong chest muscles were faintly visible in the center.
His hair was still dripping with water, and the water droplets fell on the dark bathrobe, staining a watermark on his shoulder.
He took a towel and casually wiped his wet hair twice, then threw it on the nearby sofa.
He came to Jiang Zhi's side, his well - defined hand grabbed the bed sheet in her hand, and said in a calm voice, "I'll do it. You go take a shower."
Jiang Zhi was really sticky and uncomfortable, so she didn't stand on ceremony with the man. She nodded and turned to go to the bathroom.
When she came out after washing, she found that the man was no longer there.
But the four - piece set on the bed had been changed one by one, and another set of dark four - piece set with different patterns was put on.
The bed was neatly made, and even the wrinkles had been smoothed out once.
Jiang Zhi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
She didn't expect that a man who was so outstanding would make the bed so well.
If she hadn't seen him changing it himself, she would have believed it was Aunt Zhang who did it.
She turned and went downstairs. Aunt Zhang had already prepared a sumptuous breakfast on the table.
The man was wearing home clothes, with gold - wire glasses on his nose bridge. He was holding a newspaper in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other, sitting at the dining table, looking down intently at the newspaper.
He looked elegant and dignified.
Behind him was a spotless French window, revealing the blue sky, white clouds, green shade and clear water outside.
It had to be said that this scene, combined with the man's stunning appearance and strong figure, was as beautiful as a painting, extremely pleasing to the eye.
Probably seeing that Jiang Zhi was standing at the stairway for a long time without moving, the man raised his eyelids and glanced at her indifferently, his voice cold, "If you don't come and eat, the breakfast will get cold."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhi came to her senses, annoyed at how easily she was captivated by the man's good looks.
She collected her thoughts and walked to the dining table to have breakfast.
While eating, she found that Aunt Zhang didn't seem to be there. She looked around but didn't see her.
The man's deep and indifferent voice came from the side, "Aunt Zhang went out to buy groceries."
Jiang Zhi was originally worried that Aunt Zhang would find out what the two of them had done in the room. Hearing the man say this, her hanging heart was relieved.
Both of them were on vacation these two days.
After Jiang Zhi finished breakfast, she looked at the man and asked, "Shall we go back to see grandpa?"
Shang Chi didn't lift his head, took a sip of coffee, "Next week. I'm still busy this week."
Jiang Zhi didn't think much about it and replied in a low voice, "Okay."
But she never thought that the man's busy work was actually busy making out with her!
At first, it was quite normal. After breakfast, the two went to do their own things.
In the afternoon, Aunt Zhang washed two plates of fruit. She gave one plate to Jiang Zhi, and was about to take the other plate to the man in the study on the second floor when the workers who regularly trimmed the plants happened to come.
Aunt Zhang looked at Jiang Zhi a little embarrassedly, "Madam, can you help deliver this to Sir?"
It was such a small matter that Jiang Zhi couldn't refuse.
She reached out to take a plate of fruit, waved to Aunt Zhang, "It's okay, I'll do it. You go about your business."
Aunt Zhang quickly said thank you several times before turning around and going out.
She liked Jiang Zhi more and more in her heart.
The previous wealthy ladies would only make things difficult for her, making her deliver first and then go to pick up the pruning workers.
When the pruning workers got impatient, they would make things difficult for her.
The current madam is much better. She has no airs, is approachable, and never makes things difficult for others.
Jiang Zhi carried the fruit plate to the door of the study, knocked on the door, and only pushed it open after hearing the man say "come in".
In the afternoon, the curtains in the study were all opened, and the light was sufficient. The man was working at his desk.
Jiang Zhi casually placed the fruit plate on the empty space in front of the desk and said, "Eat some fruit first before working."
Shang Chi looked up at the fruit plate, and a dark color flashed through his gold - wire glasses.
He raised his hand and tapped the corner of the desk lightly, "Put it here."
The man's desk was relatively large, two meters wide and three meters long.
Jiang Zhi thought the fruit plate was in the middle and blocked his work.
But the corner he pointed to was far away from her. She had to go around there to put the fruit plate.
When she put down the fruit plate, the man was quite obedient. He immediately stopped his work, took a grape from the fruit plate and put it in his mouth.
But after chewing a few times, he frowned.
Seeing this, Jiang Zhi asked, "Is it very sour?"
Shang Chi nodded, and a syllable came out of his throat, "Hmm."
The grapes were air - freighted from Xinjiang and were fresh and juicy.
Before Jiang Zhi came up, she tasted one, and the taste was obviously good. She picked a grape from the fruit plate in confusion and put it in her mouth.
With a light bite, the rich grape aroma filled her mouth, and the sweet juice stimulated her taste buds.
Jiang Zhi raised her alluring fox - like eyes to look at the man, "This one is very sweet. Did you eat a sour one?"
There was an intriguing darkness in Shang Chi's eyes, "Maybe. Let me taste yours."
The grape had already been swallowed by her. Jiang Zhi blurted out, "How?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the man's big hand suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
Jiang Zhi leaned forward and sat on his lap. To stabilize her body, her other hand instinctively hooked around his neck, looking at the man in confusion.
Shang Chi lowered his eyes and looked at her deeply. His voice was low and hoarse, "Like this."
After saying that, the man's soft lips fell down, pried open her teeth, rolled with the sweet grape juice, eating away at her reason and inviting her to dance.
The sweet taste of grapes filled their lips and teeth. Only then did Jiang Zhi understand what the man meant by "Let me taste yours".
They entangled with each other, and their breaths became more and more chaotic.
The air conditioning seemed to be broken, and the air was hot and made people's mouths dry.
They could only absorb each other.
To relieve this discomfort.
The indoor temperature rose steadily, as if it would ignite at any moment.
The man lifted her skirt, about to go up. The dry and hot touch of his big hand made Jiang Zhi suddenly come to her senses.
She struggled, and broken and vague words spilled from their lips and teeth, "The curtains... aren't closed..."