Even though the wind in the early morning was still warm, after reading this text message, Xiao Sheng couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. The speed of the car, which had been slowing down, suddenly increased. When the engine of the Ferrari, hidden under the shell of the second - hand Santana, was running at high speed, the whole car "shook violently", as if it was about to fall apart.
To cover his tracks, in a somewhat self - deceiving way, Xiao Sheng, who was in disguise, parked the car in front of the safe passage at the back door of the Maple Leaf Hotel. At this time, Zhang Yi's personal assistant had been waiting for Xiao Sheng there for a long time. This female soldier, trained by the Zhang family, had now become Zhang Yi's bodyguard and assistant. Not being talkative, she remained as silent as ever when she saw Xiao Sheng.
With a bitter look on his face, Xiao Sheng followed closely behind her and took the VIP - only elevator directly to the top floor. Perhaps to prevent Xiao Sheng's identity from being exposed, Zhang Yi's room was on the left turn of the VIP elevator, the presidential suite right along the left side of the corridor.
Due to the inner struggle, when Xiao Sheng pushed open the unlatched door of the room, he seemed extremely nervous. This "master of love" who had been in the romantic world for decades and remained untouched among numerous women also had his moments of embarrassment that others rarely saw.
The light was dim. Only the faint glow from the two candelabras placed on the dining table in the main hall illuminated the surroundings. The candlelight flickered in the wind. As Xiao Sheng pushed open the door, a romantic dance music that had been popular for a long time sounded in the room. Zhang Yi's enchanting figure emerged in front of Xiao Sheng as the dance music slowly started. The wine - red, chiffon - made tight mini - dress perfectly set off her proud figure. Her long, shiny black hair was coiled up high, and a few strands of hair left at the temples added a bit more of a messy charm. The silver - white round earrings hung from Zhang Yi's earlobes. Coupled with her blushing cheeks, charming face, and the lazy posture of half - lying on the dining table with her body stretched out, at this moment, Xiao Sheng, who was standing at the door and being stared at by her, sensed a hint of "bloody" taste.
Because his blood - qi was too strong, drops of blood trickled out from his nostrils. Coming back to his senses, Xiao Sheng quickly raised his arm and wiped it haphazardly with his cuff. His body leaned heavily against the back of the door, closing it tightly. He swallowed hard, and his Adam's apple moved up and down with this action. Not knowing where to put his hands, Xiao Sheng walked forward with an inner struggle.
As he got closer step by step, his eyes fixed on her enchanting figure. By the flickering candlelight that swayed from side to side, Xiao Sheng could also see the faintly visible underwear inside the red chiffon dress. Occasionally, there were some "gaps" in the clothing, revealing Zhang Yi's fair, delicate skin that seemed ready to burst at the touch. At this moment, if there was any man who could remain composed, he was either a moral paragon like Liu Xiahui or a eunuch from the imperial palace.
Lazily getting up from the table, Zhang Yi walked towards Xiao Sheng with extremely enchanting steps. She raised her eyes to look at him, and her fingertips slid across Xiao Sheng's broad and powerful chest, slowly moving down until they reached his sturdy waist. Zhang Yi, with her hands wrapping around him, pressed her whole body against Xiao Sheng's chest and said with a hint of resentment,
"I've been waiting for this day for six years..." Xiao Sheng, with his hands half - raised in the air, had a twitching facial expression. His mouth was dry, and he stood there, stunned and at a loss.
"Do you still remember this dance music? This was the dance music we chose together when I welcomed you back home from the mountains. That night, we hugged each other tightly and slept naked. I could feel your 'embarrassment', trying your best to suppress your impulse. I was young then and didn't understand the ways of love. Even when you were pushing against me restlessly, I pretended to be asleep. If I could have that chance again, I definitely wouldn't have let this day be delayed for so many years. That was the only time we were so close to each other. After that, you either ran away or disappeared completely..." After saying this, Zhang Yi slowly straightened her body, looked at him with bright eyes again, and with an enchanting smile, softly said,
"Tonight, I won't let this opportunity slip through my fingers again..." Hearing this, Xiao Sheng froze in place, with an awkward smile on his face, and softly said,
"Come on, sis. Don't you want to think it over? Leaving other things aside, just in the capital city, the 'fellows' waiting for you can line up from Tiananmen to the foot of the Great Wall. Why should you give up the whole forest for this unromantic little tree like me?" As Xiao Sheng said this, Zhang Yi's hand had already covered his firm cheek, stroking his slightly prickly chin. With a smile still on her face, she said,
"Won't you invite me to dance... my only man..." This one sentence answered all of Xiao Sheng's questions and blocked all the excuses he had prepared.
If a woman's decades of waiting in her prime years couldn't win a man's determination, then this man was worse than a beast. Xiao Sheng would rather be a beast than be worse than a beast.
The clear and bright smile made Zhang Yi see the confident and arrogant Young Master Nalan again. Xiao Sheng took a half - step back, half - bowed, and extended his right hand in an inviting gesture. With tears in her eyes, Zhang Yi slowly placed her right hand in his palm. When the two hugged each other and danced around the hall by the dim light, the blending of their hearts made them both choose to remain silent.
On this quiet night, in the early morning with stars twinkling in the sky, when the two looked at each other affectionately, completely getting rid of all distractions, Xiao Sheng forgot about Old Man Zhang's peerless sword skills and Uncle Zhang's intimidating power with military authority. In his eyes, there was only this woman who had dedicated her unregretted youth to him.
As the dance music slowly ended, Xiao Sheng, who stopped in place, looked down seriously at the charming woman in his arms. The corners of his mouth twitched a bit, but this didn't stop him from lowering his head immediately.
This was the first time Xiao Sheng took the initiative to kiss her. With tears of happiness in her eyes, Zhang Yi closed her eyes tightly, letting the tears flow down from the corners of her eyes. In terms of age, Zhang Yi was not young now, but on the path of persistent love, she was still inexperienced. Her inexperienced kissing skills, expression, response, and even her body that forgot how to breathe - everything came so suddenly. If she hadn't come to Hong Kong City, perhaps there wouldn't have been the banquet last night, and she wouldn't have seen the man she had been longing for.
When their lips and tongues parted, Zhang Yi, with glistening eyes and a face as pink as a peach blossom, slightly lowered her head, which was always considered proud in the eyes of others. Xiao Sheng, with a somewhat evil smile on his face, held her chin with one hand, stared closely at her, and murmured,
"Do you know what I'm thinking?" Hearing this, Zhang Yi pursed her lips and looked at Xiao Sheng, not knowing how to answer. She had always been so proactive in the past, even to the point of being shameless, but she didn't regret it. She was such a woman who dared to love and hate. But when faced with such a question from Xiao Sheng, with love and intimacy a blank in her mind, Zhang Yi forgot how to reply.