Chapter 55

Looking at Zhang Yi's 'restrained' and shy gaze, Xiao Sheng's face showed an evil smile. He placed his hand on her slender waist, feeling her soft skin through the chiffon dress. For a moment, Xiao Sheng felt his heart wander, but he steadied himself and said softly:

"From your 'perverted' gaze, I can smell the desire of 'hormones'!" Hearing this, Zhang Yi showed her feminine side, playfully pinched Xiao Sheng, and her face turned coquettish. The allure of a mature woman is hard for a man who hasn't had a release in years to resist. Swallowing a mouthful of hot saliva, Xiao Sheng continued:

"Actually, I was thinking, if tonight, we can't help ourselves, or if things naturally progress to that point, do you think Old Zhang would pick up that long-sealed saber and ride to Hongcheng in a single bound?"

"Hehe!" Hearing this, Zhang Yi covered her mouth and laughed, then replied softly:

"If that really happens, I think Old Nalan's long-sealed 'firewood stick' would also re-emerge. [Com text]."

Hearing Zhang Yi's response, the two of them exchanged a look of mutual affection and then hugged and laughed together.

Creating a romantic atmosphere and enjoying the process is always the style of a country bumpkin! It's not that Xiao Sheng is innocent; when he gets wild, he's even more frenzied than a beast. However, he didn't want to ruin Zhang Yi's first time. For this 'big sister' who had waited for him for so many years, Xiao Sheng felt genuine remorse.

Holding Zhang Yi's tender hand, he led her to the dining table, somewhat like offering a flower to Buddha. Facing the neatly arranged cutlery and Western cuisine on the table, Xiao Sheng, with a gentlemanly demeanor, pulled out a chair for Zhang Yi and gestured for her to sit. Zhang Yi, with a flushed face and a smile, sat down with a bit more restraint, less of the earlier boldness. Xiao Sheng, smiling, walked around the table and, when he reached his side, was stunned!

In stark contrast to Zhang Yi's medium-rare steak and cutlery, Xiao Sheng's side had a plate of pig's head meat and a pair of redwood chopsticks. Next to the braised meat, a bowl of hand-rolled noodles was still steaming! On the other hand, Zhang Yi's wine glass contained dark red wine, while Xiao Sheng's side had a large water container filled with white liquid. Leaning down to smell it, he 'hmm'ed and turned to look at Zhang Yi, surprised:

"Is this authentic ten-year-old white spirit from the North Province?" Supporting his chin with one hand, her eyes misty, Zhang Yi looked at Xiao Sheng's imposing figure and, hearing his words, replied with a smile:

"You hate Western cuisine and its complicated etiquette. You prefer to sit in groups at street stalls, bare-chested, drinking large bowls of liquor and eating big chunks of meat. After drinking until your stomach churns, you like to have a bowl of hand-rolled clear soup noodles! You never eat medium-rare steak, saying it's only for savages. You never drink foreign or red wine, always saying it's as weak as horse urine and doesn't pack a punch. You hate wearing designer clothes, saying it feels uncomfortable to have red bills stuck to your body. You can wear two T-shirts for half a summer, each costing fifty yuan! Xiao Sheng, do you know what your most charming trait is? It's your authenticity, never deliberately hiding your thoughts. You like what you like and dislike what you dislike. Several times, just as we were about to 'bare our hearts,' you ran away. I wondered if, based on your personality, you really didn't have feelings for me?" Saying this, Zhang Yi picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, then refilled it and continued:

"But when I really spent time alone with other men, even just friends or business partners, your extremely chauvinistic side would show. Remember that year when the snowstorm hit the capital, and you stormed the North Country Club alone? It was run by several high-ranking young masters. You beat people up and wrecked the place. When I panicked and ran out of the room, you held my hand and said nothing, walking out of the club with such dominance. But at the entrance, we were stopped by several armed guards. With guns pointed at you, you were so dominant, standing in front of me, facing the guns, and calmly said one word: 'Scram...'"

"Uncle Nalan rushed to the capital from the North Province that night. When he confronted you and asked why you did it, your answer was even more direct: 'My woman, why should she drink with others...?' Although I wasn't there, I found out about it immediately. Do you know how excited I was? I thought my spring had come. But whether in the North Province or in Lingnan, you still avoided me, running away from something. Xiao Sheng, several times I impulsively wanted to rush to you, slap you, and ask, 'If you don't love me, why did you bother me?' But I couldn't bear to, really couldn't bear to..." By this point, Zhang Yi was in tears, continuing to drink from her glass. Xiao Sheng, sitting with a guilty look, prepared to stand and walk to Zhang Yi but was stopped.

"Let me finish what I have to say today, okay?" Xiao Sheng, who had stood and then sat back down, picked up the water container in front of him and drank it in one gulp. The spiciness filled his mouth, like a fire, igniting his dormant desires.

After saying this, Zhang Yi picked up her wine glass and walked towards Xiao Sheng, her gaze determined, continuing:

"You ask me why I didn't find a husband for you? Ha... How can you even ask that? Ask around in the capital, who doesn't know that I, Zhang Yi, am Nalan Zhonglei's woman? Even though you've been out of sight for six years, your status as the 'Second Brother' in the capital remains unchallenged, let alone anyone daring to approach me. The older generation knows that you, Nalan Zhonglei, are notorious for not caring about your life, truly willing to go all out. Xiao Sheng, my life has been truly ruined by you, but I, Zhang Yi, have no regrets. I can wait..."

"Slap, Bang..." When Zhang Yi finished speaking, Xiao Sheng forcefully swept all the food and utensils on the table to the ground. With a strong arm, he pulled Zhang Yi into his embrace, kissing her almost madly. Zhang Yi's high bun was roughly pulled down, her hair falling in disarray on her back as she was pressed onto the table, kissed passionately by Xiao Sheng.

Holding onto Xiao Sheng's shirt with both hands, Zhang Yi closed her eyes, her lips moving slightly, feeling Xiao Sheng's frenzy, her voice slightly hoarse and extremely seductive, she whispered:

"Love me..."

(There are many women in the story, but 'Zhang Yi' is one of the characters Man Yu loves the most. She dares to love and hate, is genuine and not pretentious... After over ten thousand words, it took this long to get to this point, so why not give some flowers, VIP, or stamps to encourage Man Yu?)

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