And her fate might resemble that of the original host.
"Fine, fine, fine, I know already," Jiang Song replied to her from the other end.
Just as Li Xingwan had put away her phone, she noticed someone standing at the head of the bed. She turned her head to see, it was Fu Chengzhou.
He stood by the bed, taking off his suit jacket and pulling down the tie around his neck. That series of movements could be described as supremely mature, noble, and enchanting.
Watching him, there was something indescribable.
Fu Chengzhou’s fingers moved downwards, unfastening the top two buttons of his shirt. By the time he got to the third, Li Xingwan’s gaze followed downward.
He chuckled softly and suddenly leaned over towards Li Xingwan. As he came uncomfortably close, he leaned in to kiss her lips. Li Xingwan’s body slowly reclined, her arms hooking around Fu Chengzhou’s neck.
The two of them were passionate. However, as Fu Chengzhou’s hand began to move down, he paused for a moment and looked up at Li Xingwan.
"Madam, tonight is not possible."
Li Xingwan opened her eyes to look at him. She then heard Fu Chengzhou’s magnetic voice whisper in her ear, "If we continue, are you sure you can handle it?"
He had no concept of self-restraint,
unless they hadn’t started at all.
This statement made Li Xingwan’s face flush red, and she immediately burrowed into the covers.
If it were like the previous two nights, indeed she couldn’t handle it.
And Fu Chengzhou could be quite demanding,
easily penetrating her likes.
"Sleep, it’s time to sleep," she pulled the covers over her head as well.
Fu Chengzhou got inside, wrapping her entire body in his embrace. Although his body temperature was high, he still somewhat controlled himself.
Otherwise, with her small body, he might wear her out. No rush...
She slept until daylight, Li Xingwan dreamt all sorts of nonsensical things through the night, most of which involved Fu Chengzhou.
The two of them kissed for a while, and then the images uncontrollably flooded in.
Until she awoke in the morning. Li Xingwan felt she couldn’t face Fu Chengzhou. He was right beside her, but she had all sorts of dreams.
"Awake?" Fu Chengzhou lay to one side, still on the bed but already fully dressed. It was clear that he was restraining himself.
His fingertips held a cigarette, waiting for her to wake up.
"Mm," Li Xingwan responded, cuddling further into the covers. It felt like a newlywed sensation.
"Go out first, I’ll change my clothes."
Fu Chengzhou paused for a second, seemingly finding her request somewhat amusing, and looked up at her. "Are you sure I still need to go out?"
That indeed wasn’t necessary... anymore.
But Fu Chengzhou, this man was mature. He listened to what Li Xingwan said. He stood up, slightly adjusted his suit, then opened the wardrobe and personally selected a set of clothes to place on the bed for her.
Li Xingwan felt she was too affected, overplaying the sentimentality. In her previous life, she had even worn bikinis for television, flaunting her figure. What was happening now?
Why was she feeling bashful?
Inside the covers, Li Xingwan kicked a few times before she got up and changed her clothes.
It was a long dress. Fu Chengzhou seemed very keen on picking out clothes for her.
As she came out, Fu Chengzhou truly was waiting outside the door for her. After giving her a look, they both went downstairs together.
"Xingwan! Look quick! Look what I’ve planted here," exclaimed Old Madam Fu as she saw Xingwan descend, pointing immediately at a potted plant for her to see.
The plant was shipped from overseas, worth hundreds of thousands for just a single specimen. The old lady loved tending to these.