The Domineering Love: The Little Wife of the Expensive CEO

Chong Jianzhi's hand trembled. He was so obsessed with the soft touch that he was a little distracted.

My addiction to her has been getting deeper and deeper. I lowered my head and glanced at her indifferently. The thin pajamas could not hide her youthful outline. She was not wearing anything inside, which made her look even more tempting.

"……What's wrong?"

His fingertips brushed across her beautiful collarbone, and then continued downwards——

"elder brother!"

After rubbing her soft and fair skin, he suddenly lowered his head and approached her, and said in a hoarse and sexy voice beside her blushing ear: "Why are you dressed like this?"

At first glance, this sounded fine, but when Nie Zheng glanced downward, she found that the area below Chong Jianzhi's waist was becoming more and more obvious. She understood what he meant, and she was at a loss for words. Her heart was beating like a drum, and she dared not move.

Wanting to go further, Chong Jianzhi already had his hand around her soft waist——

Aunt Wang came over from outside the kitchen: "Master, Miss, I'm here!"

His Adam's apple rolled twice, and his eyes were filled with an unbearable burning heat, but when he turned around, he immediately returned to his cold look, as if what he had just done was just a teasing game.

He took a step back calmly, as if nothing had just happened.

"You do it."

Seeing Chong Jianzhi leave, Wang Ma, who was confused, leaned close to Nie Zheng's ear and whispered, "Xiao Zheng, I see that the young master has treated you much better recently than before. He finally seems to be closer to you. There is no such thing as an overnight grudge between siblings."

Brother and sister... Nie Zheng repeated these two words in her mind over and over again, but she became more and more confused. Where exactly is the boundary between brother and sister?

Chong Jianzhi...does he really treat me as his sister? Just now he was clearly...

They have done so many outrageous things, can they still be brother and sister without any grudges against each other?

"By the way, Xiao Zheng, the young master's soul-soothing incense is almost used up. Please mix some for him. He hasn't been sleeping well recently and has dark circles under his eyes. It makes me sad to see him like that!"

"My brother has such severe insomnia, has he never seen a doctor before?"

"I've seen it. It's said that it's a heart disease, and heart disease is difficult to cure. The young master is thoughtful and thinks too much about everything. His family... Alas, they say that the young master was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, but who knows the pain in his heart, growing up in such a family, and without the support of his parents. It's a pity that the young master is so kind..." Aunt Wang wiped her eyes, "By the way, Xiao Zheng, the young master asked me to keep the tools you use to make incense in a wooden box in the corner of the utility room downstairs. In fact, the young master still cares about you very much."

Nie Zheng was surprised that he didn't throw it away...

At night, Nie Zheng prepared the soul-soothing incense. She was a little hesitant whether to ask Wang Ma to deliver it or to deliver it herself.

Looking at the time, it was already late and Aunt Wang should be asleep, so Nie Zheng decided to go by herself.

The light in Chong Jianzhi's bedroom was still on. After preparing herself mentally for a long time, Nie Zheng knocked on the door tentatively.

There was no movement. Could he have fallen asleep?

Nie Zheng put her ear to the door, trying to catch the movement in the bedroom. The next second, the door suddenly opened.

The momentary loss of weight caused Nie Zheng to stagger and fall directly into Chong Jianzhi's arms.

"Why are you lying under the door crack in the middle of the night instead of sleeping? What are you doing?" Chong Jianzhi said leisurely.

"No... I'm fine." Nie Zheng struggled hurriedly, "Auntie Wang said you couldn't sleep, so she asked me to bring you some soul-soothing incense."

"So." Chong Jianzhi paused and emphasized, "The soul-soothing incense I used before was made by you?"

Nie Zheng was stunned. Chong Jianzhi had clearly forbidden her to touch incense before. If he knew that she made this incense herself -

"come in."

Chong Jianzhi was not angry at all, and made room for her to go in.

"No need...it's so late——"

"Can't sleep."

No longer refusing, Nie Zheng walked into the bedroom and squatted beside him to burn incense for him to calm his soul. The scent of agarwood wafted in, making people drowsy, but Chong Jianzhi opposite him was still very energetic.

"Why aren't you sleepy yet?" His tone was already tinged with sleepiness.

"I have become immune to the requiem incense."

"Really? Wait a minute, I'll try adding another scent." With that, Nie Zheng quickly walked out of the room and quickly brought back the perfume-making tools and scented slices. In front of Chong Jianzhi, she improved the soul-calming incense.

Chong Jianzhi couldn't take his eyes off her as he watched her carefully preparing the perfume.

"Brother, go lie down on the bed. I'll see how much I can add to make you fall asleep."

Chong Jianzhi cooperated and lay down on the bed.

While observing Chong Jianzhi's reaction, Nie Zheng improved the proportion of the incense.

But who would have thought that before Chong Jianzhi fell asleep, under the effect of the soul-soothing incense, she yawned and fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

Chong Jianzhi turned his head and looked at her sleeping face. Like an unguarded kitten, he couldn't help but reach out and touch her soft hair.

"Nie Zheng."

He called her softly but got no response. Chong Jianzhi stood up, picked up Nie Zheng and put her on the bed.

Listening to her slow and heavy breathing, I slowly felt sleepy. It turned out that she was the best medicine.

Chong Jianzhi no longer suppressed himself. He reached out and took her into his arms, hugging her like a kitten.

Her body temperature was higher than his own, one degree or half a degree. Chong Jianzhi felt the long-lost warmth, as if he was tightly wrapped in a thick blanket that smelled of sunshine. At that moment, he felt very safe.

He hugged Nie Zheng tighter, and his eyelids became heavier until sleepiness completely enveloped him.

When she woke up, Nie Zheng thought she was dreaming. She put one hand on Chong Jianzhi's abdominal muscles, shamelessly.

She clearly remembered that she was making perfume for Chong Jianzhi, so how did she fall asleep in a daze? And how did she end up in Chong Jianzhi's bed?

Although she hadn't drunk any alcohol, Nie Zheng looked like she had a hangover.

The only thought in my mind at that moment was not to wake up Chong Jianzhi, and to quietly leave his bed and pretend that nothing had happened.

Just as she tiptoed to lift Chong Jianzhi's arm that was on her body, trying to squeeze out from the inch-sized gap, she had just moved a few centimeters when Chong Jianzhi's hoarse and low voice came from above her head.

"woke up?"

"...Yeah, I'm awake. I don't know how, how did I fall asleep here..."

"You hold me tightly and won't let go." Chong Jianzhi said these very explosive words in a calm tone, and his face didn't blush or his heart beat, "No matter how much I called, I couldn't wake him up."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I really didn't know I had this problem." Nie Zheng hurriedly got up from the bed, then thought about it and felt something was wrong, "But how did I get on your bed last night? How come I have no memory of it at all?"

Chong Jianzhi's expression changed slightly, and he raised his hand and pointed at the clock on the wall: "You're going to be late."

When she looked at the time, it was almost eight o'clock. Nie Zheng's mind could no longer think of anything else, and she jumped off the bed at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

When I arrived downstairs, Chong Jianzhi was already leisurely eating breakfast and reading a magazine.

"Have breakfast before you leave."

"I'm too late—"

"Eat before leaving."

Chong Jianzhi's tone did not allow for argument, so Nie Zheng sat down obediently.

"Tomorrow is Chong Jiansen's engagement party. You and I will go together."

Engagement party? Chong Jianzhi actually wants to attend?

"I won't go. I'm not used to that kind of occasion--" At this point, Nie Zheng suddenly thought, if she didn't go, wouldn't Chong Jianzhi be isolated and helpless and be bullied?

"I go!"

"..."

On the day of the engagement party, although Chong Jianzhi was wearing a suit, he looked even more depressed than at home.

Chong Jianzhi was not a sloppy person, but he was reluctant to shave his beard even though he was attending such a grand banquet...

A man who was so respectable before suddenly became so depressed. There might be only one explanation - Chong Jianzhi did it on purpose, he was acting.

But why did he make himself like this...

"What are you thinking?"

Chong Jianzhi slightly bent his arms and motioned Nie Zheng to hold him: "Watch your step."

To match the dress, Nie Zheng wore a pair of nearly ten-centimeter high heels. She had never worn high heels before, and she was nervous every time she took a step. It was not until Chong Jianzhi tightly clamped her arms that she was able to regain some balance.

"Hey, Jianzhi, you're finally here. I thought you weren't coming." Chong Jiansen swaggered over in a white suit, his face full of pride. "Why haven't you shaved yet? If I don't pay attention, I'd think you're some homeless guy who stole some clothes."

"What you wear and whether you shave or not are secondary. If you have an ugly face, you will still be ugly no matter how you dress. Unlike my brother, he is handsome and is the focus of everyone no matter where he is."

Nie Zheng’s retort was beautiful, and Chong Jiansen took a long time to understand what she meant.

"…Are you saying I'm ugly?"

"Don't think too much, cousin. I just expressed my feelings. It's wrong for you to take it personally."