Companionship the Longest Love Confession 1

Cheng Zihao closed his laptop and glanced back at the woman behind him, his breath suddenly catching. Gu Xijun's body was wearing only his light gray shirt, just enough to cover her slightly curved buttocks/hips, revealing her white and even legs. Waist-length hair was wet and casually resting on her shoulders, accompanied by a few moments of a small woman's flirtatiousness.

　　Your slippers are too big to walk in. Gu Xijun leaned against the doorframe, stared awkwardly at her bare feet, and parried softly.

　　Come over. Cheng Zihao's face eased, pointing to the sofa behind him and commanding, Sleep with me tonight.

　　The low and magnetic voice with a man's unique vocal line is very enticing. Gu Xijun pointed in the direction of the living room, bit her lip and said, I can sleep on the sofa, and if the handbag is found, I will go back tomorrow morning.

　　The crystal head above his head refracted a dazzling light, and for a moment, Cheng Zihao was hooked as if by the woman in front of him. He took two steps to the doorway of the bedroom and picked up Gu Xijun without any further ado and walked back.

　　Cheng Zihao, put me down! As his body touched the soft sofa, hot arms quickly wrapped around Gu Xijun's waist. The man's voice rang from his ears with the usual seriousness, warning, Don't move.

　　He took the dry towel on the side and half squatted beside the sofa to help her wipe her long hair. There was no mirror in the bedroom, but she saw Cheng Zihao's focused expression in the floor-to-ceiling glass, as well as their bodies almost pressed together.

　　I'll just do it myself. Gu Xijun's heart surged with an inexplicable flutter, since she was a little girl, except for Mother Gu, no one had ever helped her wipe her hair. The man behind her, though annoying at times, had appeared three times in her most despondent and helpless moments, making her feel the warmest backing when she felt alone and helpless.

　　No woman has ever come to my house, so there is no preparation for a play like a hairdryer. Cheng Zihao wiped very carefully, only picking up a small handful each time, sucking up the water and then continuing to wipe, with a concentrated look.

　　Slowly breathing a sigh of relief, Gu Xijun gathered enough courage to say thank you: thank you.

　　Even though there are a thousand words, when you want to say it, only two words from your heart are actually enough.

　　My heart, you know. But don't ever feel pressured, what I want is willingness. When Cheng Zihao dried the last strands of his hair and casually rested the towel on the desktop, he sought Gu Xijun's line of sight and found that she was surreptitiously surveying herself through the reflection of the glass.

　　Tiredness struck, Gu Xijun said expressionlessly, My heart is in turmoil, let's talk about these things later.

　　Sleep together tonight, I promise to do nothing but hold you. Cheng Zihao easily picked up the woman on the sofa and gently placed her on the soft big/bed, and he himself proceeded to lie flat beside Gu Xijun.

　　There was only a fist's distance between them, and the two faces were so close. Gu Xijun curled her body in bewilderment, quietly listening to his rhythmic breathing and the sound of his heart beating.

　　It was as if she saw her own sad face in the other's dark and bright eyes, as well as the helpless smile on her lips. A whole day of shock, only in this strange big bed, embraced by a familiar man, the fear inside gradually dispersed.

　　She tried to struggle, but her body's reaction betrayed the refusal; her own hands clutched his wrists as she was held by him.

　　The night is as quiet as a still painting.

　　They just stared at each other for a long time before Cheng Zihao came close to Gu Xijun's forehead and pecked it, reassuringly saying, It'll be fine, and when you wake up from your sleep, there will be good news.

　　Really? Exhaustion struck again, and Gu Xijun felt the outline of the man in front of her grow blurry. The feeling of being surrounded by a wall of flesh was actually quite nice, and it didn't take long for her to fall asleep to Cheng Zihao's whispers.