Chapter 34

This is the first time he has lost control in front of a woman. He never forces a woman.

However, when facing her, he found that all his reason and principles disappeared in an instant...

"Okay, as long as you agree to my conditions, I don't have to touch you." Meng Zihan turned over and covered him and me with the quilt.

"What conditions?!" I slowly turned my head and faced him expressionlessly.

"You are not allowed to leave. You don't have to worry about your family. I will send Yu Yang to tell your parents." His eyes were filled with some incomprehensible emotions.

I looked at him, bit my lower lip gently, and nodded.

He is a leopard. In front of him, any struggle is useless.

I have understood this since thousands of years ago.

"I promise you." I paused and nodded.

"Let's go." Meng Zihan suddenly patted my shoulder, looking relieved.

"Where are you going?" I gave him a strange look, and his tense face suddenly softened.

"I'm hungry, go down and cook for me!" Before he could finish his words, I was picked up by him and dragged downstairs.

Meng Zihan pushed me into the kitchen and leaned against the door with his hands folded across his chest.

"I don't know how to cook." I turned around and looked at him awkwardly.

Meng Zihan frowned and looked at me almost in disbelief, his eyes as wide as bells.

"Are you still a woman?" He suddenly came over, one hand seemed to wrap around my waist out of habit, and the other hand supported my body and placed it on the sink.

He turned his body to one side and faced me, his eyes locked tightly on my face, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I'm not a woman, then you do it!" I glared at him, turned around and wanted to leave, but unexpectedly, my arm was kept being pulled by him.

"What are you doing? Are you still asking me to change it?!" I looked at him angrily and glanced at his hand holding my sleeve.

"Han'er, maybe I can conjure it up, come on...this..." Meng Zihan suddenly looked like a scoundrel, half-squinting his eyes and pointing to his right cheek.

"What do you mean?!" I rolled my eyes at him, deliberately pretending to be stupid.

"Kiss me." He suddenly brought his face closer to mine, his face full of indecentness.

I looked at him blankly, and suddenly remembered the days I spent with him in the past.

"What are you thinking about? Han'er." He quickly kissed me on the corner of my mouth, and his eyes were as gentle as water for the first time, just like before.

"It's nothing." I was startled and gave him a forced smile.

"You don't look good, go and rest outside." Meng Zihan looked at me suspiciously and gently pushed me outside the kitchen.

I walked to the hall numbly and sat down on the sofa.

For a moment, I even suspected that he knew everything!

His gentleness, his eyes, and the tone of his words all seemed to be back to the past...

"Han'er, if you're too bored, just listen to music." Meng Zihan suddenly walked up to me, pulled out a miniature remote control from under the coffee table, and handed it to me.

A piece of Bandari's natural sound was played...

"It'll be ready soon." He rubbed my hair lovingly, his eyes so soft that they could ooze water.

I smiled and said nothing.

He changed so quickly. One moment he was sarcastic and threatening me. The next moment, he was as perfect as a model good man!

Why exactly?!

I am too tired and have no energy to guess so much...

"It's done, dear, come and eat!" He took my hand and led me into the huge restaurant.

I nodded and sat down opposite him.

"I don't know if you like steak. If you don't like it, we can ask someone else to eat it." He handed me a clean wet wipe and said with a patient smile.

I nodded, absently forking at the steak and salad on the plate, keeping my head down.

"What are you thinking about?" His deep voice sounded particularly clear in the quiet space.

"Meng Zihan, I want to ask you, why are you so nice to me?!" I took a deep breath and finally plucked up the courage to ask this question.

According to the rumors in the office, he is almost a cold-blooded character.

They said he hardly liked women and had never had an affair with any woman.

But why is he so special to me?!

I thought about it carefully and found that I had nothing.

The only capital I have is the unforgettable relationship with him.

Maybe, he hates me.

"I don't know." His eyes were so sincere that I couldn't help but believe him again.

I didn't say anything and silently took a sip of the champagne in my hand.

Meng Zihan curled his lips, but on the contrary, he put down the precious glass in his hand. He looked at the person opposite silently without saying a word.

I don’t know how many glasses I drank. It’s not like I’ve never drank champagne before, but I feel that today’s champagne tastes particularly delicious...

"Do you still want to drink? You have almost finished the bottle!" Although Meng Zihan said that, he did not stop me.

"What does it have to do with you? What do you want?! Meng Zihan, tell me, did you do it on purpose? You treated me so well on purpose. You want to take revenge on me. What are you going to do with me next?! Let me

Did you fall in love with you and then kick me? Or, find another woman?! Just like before, slowly torture me?! Enough, I've had enough! Could it be that I can't even hide from you?

?!" My head felt dizzy, and the Meng Zihan in front of me became blurry and blurred, and it seemed that he had turned into Meng Zihan, wearing a dragon robe, and he looked at me expressionlessly...

Meng Zihan frowned and looked at the person in front of him inexplicably.

She was drunk, he knew.

However, he wanted to hear her finish speaking...

He didn't disturb her, or even stop her from drinking one cup after another...

"I'm tired, I'm very tired..." My head was numb, and the alcohol began to take effect. After a while, I fell weakly on the chair I was leaning against.

Meng Zihan sighed, he walked over slowly, picked me up, and strode upstairs.

I vaguely felt someone put me gently on the bed, and a pair of big hands touched my face, stroking it gently...

I turned over comfortably, groaned, and moved towards the head of the bed.

…

"Ouch, my head hurts." I slowly opened my eyes, and Meng Zihan's gentle face was very close at hand.

"Why are you staring at me like that?!" I frowned, having no memory of what happened last night.

Meng Zihan looked at me funny, propped up his head with one hand, turned sideways, and gently touched my forehead.

"Would this be better?" His voice was soft, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

"Uh..." I threw away his hand in embarrassment and sat up suddenly, with two blushes on my cheeks.

"Don't you have to go to the company?!" I really wondered if he was planning to stay here with me for a week.

"No. I'm not going to the company this week. I'll focus on cultivating a relationship with you at home." He sat up and came to my side with a playful smile.

"Cultivation of feelings?" I glanced at him disdainfully.

Is he out of his mind, or is he flooded?!

"I don't know what you mean." I ignored him. I had so many doubts about him that I couldn't let myself put down all the past and look at him like a truly modern person.

"It's very simple, we are together." He said it very easily, as if it was really a very simple thing.

"Together? In what capacity?!" I sneered, my eyes cold and devoid of any emotion.

"What identity do you want to be?!" Meng Zihan's face changed slightly, and the corner of his mouth pulled into a weird arc.

"Forget it, I don't want to discuss this topic anymore." Now I have no energy to think about the future.

I got out of bed, walked to the bathroom connected to the room, picked up a very delicate cup, and started brushing my teeth.

He was already prepared...

I lightly glanced at the green cup and towel next to my hand that matched mine, they were the same...

Since when did he also like couple sets?!

"Are you satisfied?!" While I was lost in thought, he walked up behind me, put his hands around my waist, and rested his chin firmly on my shoulder.

"I never imagined that someone as cold as you would do such things!" I looked back at him and snorted.

"Don't worry about this, as long as you like it." His face gently rubbed my neck, and his voice was a little hoarse.

I ignored him, shook off his hand after washing my face, and walked straight away.
To be continued...