Resignation! I dumped the abstinent president and returned to the rich club

Song Yuning crossed her arms, stared down at him, and said disapprovingly, "What do you think?"

Ji Zihan pinched his brows and looked around, "You, don't you want to sleep a little longer?"

Song Yuning sneered and said in a sarcastic tone.

"Last night, Mr. Ji said he would protect me, so I thought about following him. I didn't expect that the protection you mentioned was to bring me to live in this shabby apartment where all kinds of people gather..."

Ji Zihan pulled his nightgown together and stood up.

Even though the light in the room was dim, he could guess from the tone that Song Yuning's delicate face must be frighteningly dark at the moment.

"Miss Song, do you really not trust me?"

"Leaving aside the 24-hour personal protection, which idiot do you think would dare to run wild on my turf?"

"Miss Song, do you think I'm not smart enough, or am I not physically good enough? I can't even protect a woman."

As he spoke, he slowly approached Song Yuning...

When Song Yuning heard him say the four words "poor health", she emphasized his tone, obviously implying something.

She naturally knew that since Ji Zihan said he would protect her, it was not just a casual remark, and the place must be safe.

He must have had a deeper meaning by choosing this place, was it to let her relive the old times? Or what was the meaning?

He brought her here without saying a word, and once again, slept in the same bed with her without her consent.

This is the second time since we met again!

Song Yuning was really angry. She stared angrily at the approaching figure.

However, Ji Zihan didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but although he pulled his nightgown together, he didn't tighten it completely, and the perfect line extending from the neck down was still faintly visible.

Song Yuning didn't notice until he was in front of her.

When she saw it, her cheeks flushed and she quickly slapped Ji Zihan's face as it approached her.

"Whether you are healthy or not has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with protecting me. But... please don't get so close to me. I didn't brush my teeth so early in the morning, and my breath smells bad!"

"Huh~"

After saying that, she shook off the hand that had just been holding down Ji Zihan in disgust, then quickly got up and slipped towards the bathroom.

Ji Zihan was frozen in place by her words.

What did she just say???

Bad breath?!

Who has bad breath!

Okay, Song Yuning...

Ji Zihan's back teeth made a crackling sound as he digested the food for a long time before he walked towards the small balcony and pulled open the curtains with a "swish".

It was sunny outside, and the bright sunlight shone on Ji Zihan. He squinted his eyes and lit a cigarette.

Although he wanted to calm down, it was obviously impossible. Song Yuning's "bad breath" seemed to be quite lethal.

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. Ji Zihan put out his cigarette, turned around, walked to the bathroom door, and broke open the old wooden door in just a few moves.

Song Yuning, who was taking a shower happily, heard the noise, wiped her face and looked around, then let out a scream that almost pierced Ji Zihan's eardrum.

"Ah~~~~Fuck! Hooligan!"

"You bastard! Who let you in?"

"You, you, you! What do you want to do! Ji Zihan!"

She asked hesitantly, holding her chest.

Ji Zihan curled the corner of his mouth in disdain, pretending not to hear anything.

He pulled off his robe with ease and walked straight into the shower room.

Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Yuning, who had no time to cover herself with a bath towel, and then pushed her against the wall.

The cold tile wall pressed against her back, and Song Yuning gasped in shock.

Before she could recover, Ji Zihan's hot body temperature came towards her.

She felt like she was in a world of ice and fire for a moment. She pushed away helplessly, but was restrained tightly by the big hand on her waist.

"Ji Zihan, you you you! I'm warning you! Don't mess around!"

Song Yuning screamed with her eyes wide open.

Ji Zihan lowered his head, gently rubbed her neck with the tip of his nose, and answered in a hoarse voice.

"Mess around? How did I mess around? You... tell me about it..."

The hot, heavy breathing accompanied by soft kisses fell densely along the tip of Song Yuning's ear, causing her body to go limp.

Ji Zihan knew her body too well. In just a moment, Song Yuning almost couldn't stand.

"You...don't...don't...well..."

The mosquito-like resistance was immediately blocked in the throat.

In the past few years since she returned to the Song family, she has been busy with her career and taking care of Hanhan. She has always been clean and calm. It can be said that she lives almost like a nun.

Although... I got drunk and had sex a few days ago, and did this and that with Ji Zihan...

But that was drunkenness after all.

I was in a daze the whole night and after waking up I couldn't remember a lot of details clearly. It wasn't as real as it is now.

The hot water above his head dripped down the man's hair, and the steam rising from the surrounding filled his eyes.

She stared at Ji Zihan blankly, and Ji Zihan suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her.

The man had sharp and clear features, his narrow eyes were drooping, and there were water droplets on his long eyelashes, which added a touch of subtle charm.

Song Yuning swallowed helplessly, feeling extremely flustered.

But soon, she closed her eyes tightly as if she had admitted defeat.

She thought that maybe not looking at the man in front of her would help her to be more sober.

But as vision is blocked, other senses become more acute.

His cold lips bit at the corners of her lips, chin, and collarbone... His slender fingertips wandered over her delicate skin...

It was so gentle, yet it made me tremble all over.

"Ning Ning..."

"Ning Ning..."

"Stay with me, please..."

Ji Zihan whispered incoherently into her ear.

Obviously he fell into depravity faster than Song Yuning.

The person he had been thinking about day and night for years was now right in front of him. How could he control himself?

Admittedly, he hadn't thought about control.

His tone was full of doting and tenderness, just like a moment in the past.

Song Yuning's body was originally as soft as mud, but his whispers suddenly pulled her out of the sea of ​​desire.

Her heart skipped a beat and she suddenly woke up.