Chapter 216 The Second Day of Pursuing Miss Song

Song Ni sensed the difference in Tan Zheng this time, a tremor of panic rising in her heart. She reached out to support his shoulders. "Wait a moment." Tan Zheng caught Song Ni's hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it. "Baby, I can't wait." With that, Tan Zheng's eyes suddenly darkened, his breathing grew ragged, and his exhalations became heavy. Song Ni wasn't unwilling, she was just startled by his impetuousness. "I want to take a bath." Tan Zheng hugged Song Ni's waist, pressing her against him, and buried his head in the crook of her neck, nuzzling her. He kissed Song Ni's shoulders again and again, even biting her shoulder. Song Ni winced in pain, her brow furrowed. Seeing Tan Zheng's disobedience, she could only harden her heart and say, "You stink!" As expected, Tan Zheng immediately stopped. The bathtub water was also ready. He scooped Song Ni up in one arm and carried her into the bathroom. Song Ni's lips tightened. For some reason, a sense of unease suddenly welled up within her. Tan Zheng remained silent, retrieving a bath ball and dropping it into the tub, even adding a few flowers. Song Ni was startled by the deep desire in his eyes and couldn't react. How could Tan Zheng's Imperial Dragon Villa have these things? Song Ni began to dodge, but the man was determined to help her bathe. The bathtub was only so big, where could she hide? In the end, she was exhausted but still hadn't escaped Tan Zheng's grasp. Tan Zheng bathed her neither delicately nor hastily, but rather with a frantic urgency. So urgent, in fact, that Song Ni almost felt she was mistreating him. Just as Song Ni was about to say they should forget it, the man suddenly leaned in. "Disgusted by me?" Tan Zheng cornered Song Ni in the bathtub, biting her rounded shoulder. "It's no use being disgusted by me. If you hide an inch, I'll chase you an inch. Ni Ni, you can't escape me." Song Ni's eyelashes trembled, her face filled with Tan Zheng's warm breath. Tan Zheng was clearly different from before. Even when they were first intimate, his expression wasn't like this. Now, the deep affection and ardor in Tan Zheng's eyes made Song Ni's heart burn. "Tan Zheng?" "Hmm?" "What's wrong?" "I missed you. Focus." Tan Zheng kissed Song Ni's lips, silencing all her words. The bathtub was too small and inconvenient for much action, so Tan Zheng picked Song Ni up and pressed her against the wall. The wall behind her was cool, her chest burning. Tan Zheng's hair had probably not been cut in a while, just enough for Song Ni to grab onto as an outlet. Every time Tan Zheng bit her, she would pull his hair a little harder. If Tan Zheng was too rough, she would mischievously tug his hair backward, causing him pain. The bathroom was filled with mist. After his bout of passion, Tan Zheng, fearing he had hurt Song Ni's back, carried her back to the room. First on the bed, then the sofa, the carpet, the bay window. The lights in the entire villa were on, allowing Tan Zheng to see all the scenes on the second floor. Outside, the night was lonely and pitch black. In this vast expanse, it was as if only their place held light. At this moment, he looked at the race cars he had admired for over a decade, and by his ear was Song Ni's cat-like voice. The emotions pent up since last night finally found an outlet. He lowered his head, lifted Song Ni's face, now covered in sweat, and leaned in to gently bite her nose tip, finally kissing her lips in a lingering embrace. He said, "I love you." Song Ni was now in a daze. Hearing these words, she merely fluttered her eyelids to look at Tan Zheng. Tears welled in her eyes, and she could only see the man's blurry face. Only his deep, affectionate eyes were clear. ... The next time Song Ni woke up, it was broad daylight. Even with the curtains drawn, the sunlight that streamed in felt a little dazzling. Song Ni felt heavy all over, as if she had been training in a gymnasium for seven or eight consecutive hours. Her entire body ached, and she couldn't lift her limbs. Ever since returning to Imperial Dragon Apartment, Song Ni had foreseen this outcome. Song Ni didn't even have the strength to struggle to get up. She just lay there, turned on her side, and looked out the window. She suddenly thought of something. If she went to London to study for a year, wouldn't Tan Zheng want to wear her out in bed the day she returned? Thinking of this, Song Ni couldn't help but curse. "What are you cursing me about now?" came the man's voice from behind her. Song Ni turned to see Tan Zheng holding a few freshly picked roses, still dew-kissed. Song Ni blinked, her gaze drawn to the vivid red. Tan Zheng walked closer, inserted the roses into a vase, and asked softly, "Do they look good?" Song Ni blinked and reached out. Seeing this, Tan Zheng helped her up. Song Ni lowered her head to smell them. The scent wasn't too strong, just the right amount for her. Tan Zheng smiled and kissed the top of Song Ni's head. "Day two of pursuing Miss Song." Hearing this, Song Ni rolled her eyes dramatically and pushed the roses back into Tan Zheng's arms. "You're telling me about pursuing?" Her voice was slightly agitated. "On the second day, I've already been tricked into bed by you. Is this how you pursue people?" Because she was angry, she spoke quickly and choked on her words. The man immediately patted her back. "We haven't seen each other for a month. I couldn't help myself." Song Ni glared at him again. "Couldn't you show some restraint?" Tan Zheng smiled and leaned closer to Song Ni, kissing her cheek. "Baby, you're too beautiful. I couldn't help myself." "..." Song Ni didn't believe Tan Zheng's sweet talk at all. She unceremoniously raised her hand and pushed Tan Zheng's face away. However, because she lacked strength, her palm had little impact on Tan Zheng's face. Tan Zheng didn't even frown, just smiled and caught Song Ni's hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing it a few times. "Are you hungry? I made breakfast." "What time is it?" "Eleven o'clock." Song Ni: ... The first person to have breakfast at eleven. "You can even make breakfast." Tan Zheng smiled, helped Song Ni into a bathrobe, and then picked her up. "There are many things I can do." "Then why didn't you make it for me last time you were here?" Tan Zheng: ... Song Ni was simply tired from being tormented yesterday and wanted to find fault with Tan Zheng out of annoyance. Who could understand the sense of disparity of someone who had been praised by teachers, classmates, and friends for her stamina since childhood, only to see Tan Zheng looking refreshed while she was in a sorry state? The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. So, Song Ni began to put on airs of a spoiled young lady and started ordering Tan Zheng around. "I want milk." "I don't want it warm, I want it cold." "My feet are a little cold, help me put on my socks." "I don't want the meat in this sandwich." "I'm a bit tired and can't lift my hand, feed me." "..." Tan Zheng knew he had been too much last night and indulged Song Ni's whims. This obedient demeanor was something Song Ni had never seen before. Tsk, when had Tan Zheng become so accommodating? Even though their feelings had deepened considerably, he had never indulged her so much before. Suddenly, a scene flashed through Song Ni's mind.