Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

"Jiang Weiche, what are you doing?"

Lying in the familiar position, Zhu Huayan seemed to have returned to yesterday and couldn't help but question out loud.

"Will you make it up to me? Ah Yan. I want you."

Jiang Weiche grabbed her hands and pressed them to her ears, then gave her a hot and wet kiss on the cheek, gently, as if testing her.

Zhu Huayan didn't expect him to speak so directly. The blood rushed from the soles of her feet to the top of her head in an instant, and the red on her face was more dazzling than the morning glow in the sky.

The gentle kiss was not stopped, and a more greedy and lingering wet kiss occupied the moist red lips. The small tongue was intercepted, and the diligent "drone" collected the transparent sweet honey, not leaving a drop behind.

His breathing became rapid, and Zhu Huayan's hands were held down as he struggled to escape, but each of them was slowly opened by a bony hand, which then forced its way in.

The gesture of interlocking fingers is a forced obedience.

The chain of the dress that she had just put on was pulled down, and the white and smooth carp was peeled out, rolling on the inky black sheets.

The huge contrast between black and white makes everything in front of you look like a precious painting that you want to touch but dare not touch.

“No…I can’t.”

Zhu Huayan could only see Jiang Weiche's clear eyes and eyebrows in front of her. In her daze, she thought of her former lover whom she hadn't thought of for a long time - Jiang Zhiting.

Feelings of embarrassment and guilt surged in my heart, and my soft body began to move randomly, struggling to get out of my current state:

"Wei Che, no, stop. Zhi Ting, I..."

Before he could finish his words, he was dragged into the endless abyss of desire.

An unknown amount of time passed before the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms.

The first person to wake up was Zhu Huayan. Jiang Weiche had just sobered up and had done strenuous exercise, so he was sleeping soundly now.

She wanted to get up, but her waist was locked tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that she would run away.

She couldn't get up, and she couldn't fall asleep either. Zhu Huayan opened her eyes wide and traced the contours of Jiang Weiche's eyebrows and eyes with her gaze.

After all, they are father and son, and his eyes and eyebrows are very similar to Jiang Zhiting.

"Ugh."

Zhu Huayan sighed softly. She had already let down Zhiting's feelings and could not let Wei Che down again.

Wei Che is too fragile now. If the company is hit hard and he leaves, it will be too much of a blow.

"Zhi Ting, I'm sorry."

Zhu Huayan said softly, but she was determined in her heart to accompany Jiang Weiche.

The sunlight outside the window shone onto the two people on the bed through the gap in the curtains. Zhu Huayan's eyes were filled with guilt, and the man next to her frowned when no one was paying attention.

Same bed, different dreams.

Things have already happened, and Zhu Huayan naturally accepted the reality and lived obediently in the villa.

Jiang Wei Che did not restrict her from traveling, but just helped her uninstall the app that she used to read hot news in order to avoid being annoyed.

During the day, when Jiang Weiche was at work, she had fun at home; at night, when Jiang Weiche got off work, she stayed with him and provided emotional comfort.

One day, Zhu Huayan was watching the latest episode of a hit TV series in her villa.

A phone call shattered the peace of my current life.

"Hua Yan, Yan Yan, your CEO Jiang is really good at this. His new product launch not only suppressed the public opinion, but also made his company's stock soar, reaching a much higher level than before."

It’s Lanlan, a friend who used to go shopping and play with me.

Zhu Huayan didn't understand what she meant, and downloaded the app again according to her words.

Hot search number one: Alzheimer's disease specific drug

She clicked on the relevant entry, read it carefully, and finally understood.

The Jiang Group is fine. With this special medicine that is the only one that can cure terminal illnesses, it will not collapse.

This medicine can't be effective in one or two days, so he must have been prepared for it, right?

The brief loss in the past is not important, as the company can return to the top through new products, or even become even more powerful.

Zhu Huayan felt his head buzzing and he couldn't make any expression on his face. He could only sit on the sofa blankly for the whole afternoon.

I sat there until Jiang Weiche got off work and went home.

"I'm back. I'm so tired today."

Jiang Weiche frowned, with the corners of his mouth drooping, like a wronged puppy, and hugged Zhu Huayan.

He pressed his entire face against her neck, seeking psychological comfort.

Zhu Huayan kept a straight face and said nothing, quickly recalling scenes in his mind.

There was obviously nothing wrong and there was no need to worry, but he still came home from get off work every day with a sad face and looked for comfort.

As soon as they come back, they ask for kisses and hugs, or even worse.

How can you do this?

How can you do this!

Zhu Huayan got so angry that she tore off the big dog pendant hanging on her body, looked at his puzzled expression, opened the hot search on her phone and threw it in front of him.

Jiang Weiche picked up the phone, read the contents clearly, and forced a smile: "You know everything?"

His calm face, which was always calm in the company, was filled with panic. He tried to hold Zhu Huayan's hand, but was violently thrown away. He quickly explained:

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you. I just..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Huayan sneered, "Not on purpose? Did you just research your new product today?"

Jiang Weiche wanted to explain, but every word he said was retorted by her.

Finally, he became desperate, his face turned pale, and he smiled miserably: "If I don't do this, will you shift your gaze from him to me?"

"I don't regret using these methods. The only thing I want in my life is just one person."

"But why are you so cruel? Even if your disguise is not exposed, you are unwilling to have any thoughts about me. How long will you continue to love him?"

Zhu Huayan was already angry about his deception, and now after hearing the last complaint, her anger washed away all her rationality, and she spoke without thinking:

"I don't have any feelings for you? Acquiescing to your requests and accompanying you in your frustration, are all these thrown away?"

"If I don't have you in my heart, am I doing these things for fun?"

Jiang Wei Che was not surprised by her anger. Instead, he was able to extract the key words from her words, "I have feelings for you" and "You are in my heart".

He was overjoyed and rushed to her, "You, like me a little too?"

He looked nervous, as if he would fall into an abyss ten thousand meters deep if he said no. Zhu Huayan pursed his lips and said unhappily:

"Yes, I like you, you big idiot."

Jiang Weiche's joy kept flowing out from his eyes, eyebrows and corners of his mouth. He turned to Zhu Huayan, his eyes filled with twice as much love and affection.

"I love you, Hua Yan."

……

"Congratulations to the host. The hero's favorability has reached 100. Mission accomplished."

Love can drive him to take ninety-nine steps, nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, or even ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps towards his beloved, but the last step must be taken by her.

If you keep retreating, love will be buried, and that is the human protection mechanism at work.

Zhu Huayan's confession of love caused the mechanism to be torn apart.

Finally, it completely collapsed.