Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

The room was completely silent.

The breathing stopped for a moment.

Zhu Xia felt a little dizzy. The moment he got close to her, she felt her hand held tightly in his palm. His palm was burning and her skin was almost burned.

Zhu Xia slowly stepped back and stared at his face from close up. After seeing who it was, she smiled and said, "He Lian..."

Before she could finish her words, He Lianzhou grabbed her hand and put it on his shoulder. He hooked his strong arms around her legs and lifted her up sideways.

Feeling suddenly weightless, Zhu Xia instinctively wrapped her arms around the man's neck.

"I won't let you fall." He looked down at her, "Come with me?"

Zhu Xia found a sense of clarity in the chaos. He thought that he had already picked her up. Wasn't this a case of acting first and asking for permission later? However, he didn't care about the answer. Instead, he said to Lin Jiayue, "Ms. Lin, I'll take Zhu Xia away first."

Lin Jiayue was stunned for a moment, her mind still shocked by how Zhu Xia flirted with a decent man after getting drunk.

Zhu Xia didn't bother to think too much, and said goodbye to them in a calm voice: "I'll take the pen and leave first."

The words came out of her mouth, her mind was in a mess. She didn't care to think about where he was taking her, she just felt sleepy, closed her eyes, and rested her head on his shoulder.

The man seemed to have been holding her for a long distance. The surroundings were shockingly quiet. Apart from the sound of his organs beating in his chest, nothing else could be heard. It was totally unlike the environment of a bar.

Uncle Cai was waiting at the door. When he saw the figure coming out, he opened the back door.

"Master, I have prepared some hangover soup, hangover medicine, and honey water."

He Lianzhou put Zhu Xiaqing on the back seat and walked around to the other door. Uncle Cai asked him where he was going, and his home was still Yangriju. After getting the answer, he started the car.

The back seat of the luxury car was spacious. Zhu Xia leaned back on the leather seat. Although it was as comfortable as the previous car, it was not the same seat... Even in this situation, she still thought of him changing another car.

The sound of their conversation drifted faintly into her ears. Zhu Xia tried hard to open her eyelids and glanced at the man who had just got into the car in the dark.

"I don't want to go to your house." She liked to laugh when she was drunk, and she said this with a sweet smile.

"Then don't go."

He Lianzhou gently put his long arms around her shoulders and held her in his arms. His bony fingers easily unscrewed a bottle of honey water and handed it to her lips.

The man's chest was firm and hot, burning Zhu Xia so much that she felt weak. She didn't want to move, so she just opened her mouth slightly and took a few sips of water.

"No more."

He Lianzhou screwed on the lid and put it back where it was.

Zhu Xia looked at his angular profile and asked drunkenly, "Where can I get a pen now?"

"Bella's house."

"Oh."

The baffle separated the front and back seats, and the material had excellent sound insulation. Uncle Cai couldn't hear their conversation. If he had, he would have known that Dr. Zhu was drunk.

Because Bella's home and the young master's home are exactly the same place.

The car drove steadily towards Repulse Bay. The street lights occasionally projected light into the car. In the interweaving of light and shadow, Zhu Xia touched He Lianzhou's wrist.

Hands are the most direct and delicate part of the body. Her fingertips explored his forehead for a while and she said in a daze, "He Lianzhou, I can't feel your pulse."

"Try again tomorrow." The man grabbed her hand with his backhand and squeezed it carelessly.

"Why did you kiss me just now?" He stared into her eyes in the shadows, trying to glimpse a hint of desire in them.

Zhu Xia: "Because it's very kissable."

Hearing this, He Lianzhou tightened his grip on her hand.

The touch of her skin was like a leaping and burning flame, catching Zhu Xia off guard. The clarity of mind that was running out of energy fled like a fish.

Zhu Xia raised her head and looked back at him, her eyes, though covered with a layer of mist, were still bright and dazzling.

"Just because it's so kissable?" he asked.

The man's eyes were warm, and they made her cheeks feel hot.

Zhu Xia lowered her eyelashes to avoid getting burned.

He Lianzhou tightened his arms around her, and the distance between them became closer. In the blink of an eye, his nose was rubbing against hers intimately.

The gentle and intimate gesture made people feel warm in their hearts, and their body temperature rose as their skin rubbed against each other. The man's scent and the mellow aroma of alcohol intertwined together, lingering around her nostrils like a charm.

"itch......"

Their noses touched, and he asked in a low voice, "Are you mad at me for using your pen?"

Zhu Xia didn’t want to think about it now, and didn’t even remember what He Lianzhou meant by being angry.

She regained some consciousness and put her hands on his solid chest, trying to push him away.

The man's big hand that was pinching her shoulder suddenly moved upwards and pinched her chin.

The next moment, his thin lips pressed against her soft and warm lips.

Zhu Xia felt the man's intrusion and calmly raised her eyelids to glance at him, seemingly curious.

A horn honked loudly in her ears, waking her up suddenly. She punched his shoulder with her fist and whispered intermittently, "He Lianzhou... there's someone in the car..."

"Relax, I can't hear you."

He Lianzhou raised his arms and held the girl to sit on his lap. He held her slender waist tightly and plundered her impatiently.

The taste of alcohol in his mouth became stronger and stronger. Zhu Xia regained some consciousness and turned his head away: "You are drunk."

He Lianzhou turned her face over and looked at her directly: "I am very sober."

Zhu Xia looked into his dark eyes and said, "I'm drunk."

"Ok, I know."

As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed her again.

The man's breath was hot and he bit her lips. Whenever Zhu Xia struggled a little, he kissed her harder and harder.

Their emotions were mixed and lingering, their breathing was inseparable, her breathing was disordered, her five fingers involuntarily clenched the man's shirt.

The little bit of consciousness she had regained was instantly devoured by him and disappeared completely. Her head was dizzy and she couldn't think at all.

Zhu Xia's whole body felt limp, and his internal organs seemed to be wrinkled by being soaked in warm salt water. He could only cling to He Lianzhou, wrapping his arms around his neck.

The clear sound of kissing reached her ears, burning the corners of her eyes red and her long eyelashes trembling.

Their lips were entangled, and the world was like a violent storm of ambiguity, sweeping over them.

"Zhu Xia." He Lianzhou bit her lip lightly and called her in a hoarse voice.

Zhu Xia didn't respond, no one knew whether it was because he was drunk or for some other reason.

The man bit her hard. Zhu Xia felt pain and glared at him unkindly.

He Lianzhou smiled, as if he was satisfied with her reaction. He looked into her eyes with a gloomy look, raised his hand to bring her closer, and kissed her more passionately.

Just when Zhu Xia felt she was about to suffocate, he let her go, giving her time to catch her breath. His big hands gently stroked her face, their foreheads touching, their cheeks pressed together, and their rapid breaths intertwined.

It was as if he was suffering from skin hunger, and every inch of skin wanted to stick together crazily.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Xia pushed He Lianzhou's shoulders and said in a subtle and fragmented voice of resistance: "That's enough, no more."

He remained motionless.