gentle control

She took a deep breath and tried to break the silence. At this time, Zhou Zongyan lowered his head, and the hot breath with a touch of aftershave had touched the tip of her nose little by little.

Gu Yusheng closed her eyes, held her breath, and pressed his lips down.

Unlike the out-of-control kiss in the morning, the kiss this time was calm and gentle, but it had the absolute control and dominance of the superior.

She knew that her body could not help but tremble again.

This is not resistance.

But the shyness and sensitivity that are suppressed to the extreme.

Therefore, she never dared to open her eyes.

Breathing intertwined, Zhou Zongyan released his hand on the girl's waist, raised his arm from the water, slowly wrapped his hand around the back of her head, and took off the black hair tie that bound her hair. The hair tie was delicate and he threw it to the edge. On wet floor.

The girl's long hair spread out and fell into the pool like seaweed.

The ends of her hair were completely wet, and Zhou Zongyan inserted his fingers into her thick hair. The originally gentle taste gradually began.
Gu Yusheng was so fierce that he couldn't resist and couldn't breathe. His eyes were filled with mist, and the red ends of his eyes made me feel pity for him.

Her back was pressed against the edge of the pool.

I don't know how long the kiss lasted.

When he was about to suffocate, he took his breath away.

His hot thin lips gently touched her lips, and he lowered his head. His voice was hoarse: "Do you still want to learn?"

study what?
Somewhat confused.

But out of instinct, Gu Yusheng shook his head and didn't dare anymore.

"Go back to the room."

Go back, why go back?

The girl gritted her teeth and said, "I won't reply."

"Want to be here?" His magnetic and interesting voice fell.

In the dark night, the subwoofer is charming.

Gu Yusheng trembled suddenly and stammered: "I, I don't want it, I'm not ready."

She thought the man wanted to discuss the art of the human body with her.

The girl's nervous look is cute and attractive.

Zhou Zongyan chuckled in his throat: "What I said is, go back to the room to take a shower and sleep."

what?
Oh.

Gu Yusheng came back to her senses in embarrassment. With the support of the man's arms, she climbed up into the swimming pool lightly. Her legs stepped on the slippery ground and felt weak.

The night wind blew, making my whole body shiver with coldness.

The next moment, a white bath towel wrapped her upper body, Zhou Zongyan picked her up horizontally, and walked indoors with his legs.

Gu Yusheng's arms naturally wrapped around his neck. He carried her downstairs, leaving a series of dark footprints on the floor.

Back in the bedroom, Zhou Zongyan put her on the soft bed at the end of the bed, squatted down, pinched her dazed little face, and warned her gently: "Use the shower tonight, not the bath."

Ok?
Gu Yusheng rolled her eyes slightly and listened to him say: "You can easily induce hypoglycemia if you soak in the pool for too long."

She nodded obediently, it was common sense.

After explaining everything, Zhou Zongyan stood up and rubbed the top of her damp hair, "Go in and take a shower after a while. I'll wait outside. Call me if you need anything."

He was afraid she would faint.

After all, I soaked for half an hour.

His thoughtfulness seeped in little by little, making her feel at ease and at ease.

She remembered that not long ago, on the special plane to Cologne, she had been thinking a lot about the zipper of a skirt.

Nowadays, when facing him, it seems that even a little bit of privacy can be done calmly.

When it comes to love between men and women, Gu Yusheng rarely takes the initiative.

But Zhou Zongyan was different.

This man was enough to make her take off her guard and reveal all her good, bad, and true temperament.

The bathroom was hazy with heat and fog.

Gu Yusheng stood under the shower head, with the water flowing over her fair and soft body. Through a frosted glass door, she seemed to be able to feel the noble figure standing outside the terrace, smoking quietly.

He broke into her life.

Breath is everywhere.

If she could keep going, she would probably be willing.

The word fiancée is her joy and also her shackles.Both the cold and the warm, maybe only through personal experience can you taste the taste of marriage, whether it is bitter or sweet.

It was almost eleven o'clock when I came out after taking a shower.

Her hair is very long and difficult to manage.

Zhou Zongyan took a hair dryer, slowly ran his big hands along her wet hair, and patiently blew it dry.

Her hair was soft, and his warm fingertips gently stroked her scalp, which was so comfortable that she fell asleep.

Finally, I fell asleep somehow.

In a daze, her back touched the soft big bed, her body was wrapped in the quilt, and then the man kissed her gently on the forehead.

In the dream, the girl fainted and murmured in her sleep: "It smells so good."

The cold fragrance on his body.

With the freshness after bathing, there is also a subtle, light smell of tobacco.

Even in her sleep, she could clearly remember his smell.

Zhou Zongyan brushed the broken hair on the girl's cheek with his fingertips, stood by the bed, and looked down quietly.

watched for a long time.

He was thinking that someone should have drained the pool on the roof earlier.

Otherwise, tonight wouldn't be another sleepless night.
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When Gu Yusheng got up the next day, before washing up, he touched the hair tie on his wrist out of habit.

The result was empty, without a shadow.

She then remembered that when the gun went off last night, she seemed to have been casually untied by Zhou Zongyan and thrown to the swimming pool.

Gu Yusheng has a strange habit of being very nostalgic for things that come handy to her, even trivial hair accessories like headbands.

The obsessive-compulsive disorder prompted her to run upstairs in her slippers, and then met the housekeeping aunt who was cleaning outside the gym.

Both sides nodded in greeting.

Seeing the girl walking around and around the pool, the aunt couldn't help but ask: "What is Miss Gu looking for?"

"The hair tie is black and very thin. Auntie, have you seen it before?" She tucked the fallen hair behind her ears, leaned down and looked for it while muttering: "I remember it was in this position, why is it missing?"

Black headband?

The housekeeper thought about it carefully, but he didn't have much impression.

She thought: "Why don't you ask Mr. Zhou, when I just went upstairs and saw him coming in from the outside, would he help you pick up the room?"

Zhou Zongyan has been here?
possible.

Gu Yusheng gave up searching and turned back downstairs.

After washing up, go to the living room on the first floor.

On the sofa, Boss Zhou was holding a copy of the morning financial newspaper.

She walked over slowly, sat down opposite, raised her hands to tuck her long disheveled hair, and asked him: "Zhou Zongyan, when you went to the roof this morning, did you see my hair tie?"

Two seconds of silence.

He turned a page of the newspaper.

The girl looked directly at him, waiting for his reply.

Zhou Zongyan placed his eyes on the newspaper and said calmly: "No."

Didn't see it?
Ok.

Gu Yusheng got up from the sofa and moved to the dining room sadly.

The girl's face showed depression and disappointment.

The back is lonely.

Zhou Zongyan frowned slightly, and there was an imperceptible darkness in his eyes.

Put down the newspaper, pick up the mobile phone on the coffee table, and walk outside the terrace.

Call your assistant.

After hearing his boss's instructions, Xu Jie didn't quite understand. He was about to ask a few more questions when a man's slightly impatient voice came over the phone: "Hurry up and do it."

He was shocked.

Good Le.

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Haha, everything is difficult at the beginning, so I finally added an update.

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