Chapter 449 - Zhou Jian Story (2/2)

Jian Han followed his instructions as she kneaded towards the top. When she went further upwards, she realized that something was amiss. The black luxurious trousers wrapped on his tight waist, and there was a spot that was upright around the zipper of the pants with a large radius, and it was very obvious.

Jian Han felt all of the blood in her body rush towards her brain with a bang. She took her hand back quickly and looked at him with disbelief and silliness in her expression. “You, you…”

Was there someone else on this earth who could be more shameless than him?

Zhou Dayuan could not take the pure expression in her eyes at that moment. His warm eyes turned red, and he lifted his strong eyebrows up. His eyes had the careless vibe of a mature man in them as he said, “Am I the silly one, or are you the silly one instead? Would I allow you to knead another man’s thighs? Don’t even think of it even when I am dead.”

Jian Han did not know what to say at all. Her entire being was very lost. Her small face could not stop radiating heat. She was very hot.

“Come over.” He leaned back on the sofa lazily as he stretched his right hand towards her.

Jian Han did not move, and she did not dare move.

He stretched his long arm over but held her small hand. He used a little bit of strength, and her entire being was perched on his chest.

He protected her, and did not allow her to crash into him, but her small face still crashed into the diamond encrusted brooch on his business vest as usual. The man was cold and harsh had a mesmerizing scent, and it made her tremble.

“Don’t do it, you have a wife?” She pushed him away.

Zhou Dayuan swallowed his saliva. He lightly touched her small face with his right hand. It was really smooth. “Not bad. You still know what I want to do.”

Jian Han tried to come up, but she was unable to do so. His right hand weaved through the back of her head as he pressed her forcefully, and he kissed her directly.

Jian Han was panting. She used her small hand that she placed on his chest as she scratched him recklessly. She only scratched a b.u.t.ton, and she was on the brink of tears as she choked up, but he took the opportunity to come in with his tongue.

Her entire face was steamed red, and even her elegant nose bridge had a few beads of sweat, like the dew on the petals of the rose.

Her small hand that she actually wanted to push him away with curled up slowly. She held him tight. There was a feeling inside her heart that was about to explode. She bit him lightly as she responded to him shyly while still taking the initiative.

Both of them flipped their bodies around. He did not dare to press her and only dared to use his palms to hold her in mid air. “Jian Han, tell me; who am I?”

Jian Han closed her eyes in a blur. She tried hard to bury her small face into the sofa as she did not dare to look at him. Some strands of her dark silky hair were stuck on her small face. Her top was half open, and it stuck onto her collarbones. She bit her lower lip as she answered, “Patient Zhou Dayuan.”

“Not a patient, “Zhou Dayuan bent his body down to kiss her. “I am a man. I am your man, Zhou Dayuan. Be good. Say it once for me to hear.”

Jian Han did not stop shaking her head as she said, “No, you have a wife. We cannot be doing this…”

“How many times have I said it? How come you didn’t remember it till now? You are my wife.” He used some strength in his hands on her body. “Be good. Say it once for me to hear. If you don’t say it, you will be uncomfortable. If you say it, I will let you be comfortable.”

Jian Han used both of her hands to hug his neck. She was very uncomfortable like a small kitten as she clung onto his body. “Woo… Man. Man. Zhou Dayuan..”

After her words, her red lips were kissed deeply by him.

She was in a blur as she pushed him. “You, you don’t hurt my baby…”

Her small face was held in his palm. “How come you are saying it as if I am stealing something? Wifey, Wifey, your baby is the seed that I have given you. Could I hurt him then?”

…

After half an hour, Jian Han nested herself on the sofa and fell asleep. There was a warm blanket covering her body. Her entire small figure was tucked inside, and only her small face was left outside.

Zhou Dayuan opened a crack of the window and let the scent in the office dissipate. He lay by the side of the window as he lit a cigarette, and he took two puffs.

Knock knock knock. The sound of someone knocking on the door rang out in the air. The door of the office was pushed open directly. Xiao Li rushed in with her eyes full of moisture. “Dr. Zhou…”

“Xiao Li.” Her a.s.sistant Xiao Ping pulled Xiao Li from behind, but she was unable to hold her back. She was extremely sorry as she looked at the man beside the window, “Dr. Zhou, I tried to stop her, but…”

Zhou Dayuan took a puff of smoke, and he lifted his head up to slowly blow it out. He squinted his eyes as he looked at Xiao Ping. “You go.”

“Yes, sir.” Xiao Ping closed the door behind her.

Xiao Li took two steps forward, and she was very emotional. The makeup on her small beautiful face was all smeared. She was a beauty who was stained with tears, and she looked pitiful. “Dr. Zhou, why did you have to terminate…”

She had yet to say the word “me,” and saw an expression that the man had in his eyes as he looked at her. His gaze could not be considered to be very sharp. The man was originally considered to be warm like a piece of jade, but his gaze was definitely icy cold. It was so cold that it pierced through her bones and made her tremble from the chill.

“If there is anything that you want to say, say it softly. If you are too emotional, go out then.” The man lifted his thin lips. His low and charming voice did not have any touch of warmth in it at all.

Xiao Li looked in the direction that his gaze was cast in, and it was only then that she saw Jian Han who was lying down on the sofa. She had a blanket covered over her, and she could not see her clearly, but that small face seemed as if she’d been soaked in honey, blus.h.i.+ng yet coy and attractive.

There was Jian Han’s coat, sweater, safety shorts…all placed on the other end of the sofa/ The woman’s clothes were beside the man’s black coat, business vest…