Gu Yixuan also knew it was not normal, but his body felt nothing for her.
He used to think he only felt this way about her, but when he tried with other women, he still felt nothing. Several times, he thought he was impotent.
But that time he kissed Mo Ran, he knew he could, his body, respond to Mo Ran.
At that moment, he was a bit frightened. What if his body only responded to Mo Ran? What was he supposed to do then?
Break up with Gao Zhenzhen and be with Mo Ran?
It wasn’t that he couldn’t do it, it was just that he didn’t want to let Gao Zhenzhen down, nor did he want Mo Ran to enter his heart and affect everything about him.
If he had decided in his heart to accept Gao Zhenzhen, then he should try to get along with her. Follow current novᴇls on nοvelfire.net
"Okay," Gu Yixuan agreed without hesitation.
A look of delight appeared on Gao Zhenzhen’s face, her cheeks flushed with a tinge of red, and she said shyly, biting her lip, "Should we order dinner for tonight?"
"Hmm, a candlelight dinner would be best." The man smiled gently, his smile carrying a hint of tenderness.
Her face reddened even more, and as she gazed at Gu Yixuan infatuatedly, Gao Zhenzhen felt bubbles of happiness forming inside her.
That night, on the balcony of the presidential suite, there was a dining table with a Roman tripod candelabra, two exquisite servings of steak, and a bottle of red wine.
Gao Zhenzhen wore a sexy silver slip dress, with her makeup finely done, sitting on one side of the dining table, while Gu Yixuan, dressed in a pure white suit, sat opposite her.
They looked at each other with smiles, a silent flirtation flowing in the air.
Under the candlelight, their eyes shimmered brightly and beautifully, like sparkling black gems.
They picked up their wine glasses and clinked them gently, "Cheers!"
After drinking, they chatted and laughed while eating. Soon, soft music began to play, and Gu Yixuan smiled slightly, extending his hand gentlemanly to ask her to dance.
Just like last time, Gao Zhenzhen placed her hand in his and followed his steps in dance.
Perhaps it was the beauty of the night, or maybe the atmosphere was just right.
Gu Yixuan leaned in and kissed her lips.
The two stopped dancing, embracing and kissing each other forgetfully on the balcony tens of floors high.
As passion slowly built, Gu Yixuan lifted Gao Zhenzhen horizontally and walked towards the bedroom.
Placing her on the soft, luxurious big , his kisses followed as he caressed her waist back and forth, and then started to pull the zipper on the back of her dress.
The zipper was only halfway down when Gu Yixuan’s cell phone suddenly rang.