Chapter 337: Chapter 207: An Unexpected Surprise
Zhu Ling looked at his outstretched hand and bit her lip. After a brief moment of internal struggle, she placed her slender, pale hand in his.
Chen Jincheng had never considered himself a perfect gentleman.
When a girl chose to press forward even after he’d given her a chance to back out, he had no reason to play the prude.
He was far more interested in being skilled at *undressing* women than *understanding* them.
After shutting the car door, Chen Jincheng led her into the villa. He held her hand as they walked up the stairs, step by step, and he could hear her breathing grow ragged.
’She’s a little *too* nervous.’
Once inside the room, he shut the door and pinned her against it, his eyes roaming over her brazenly.
By now, Zhu Ling’s face was flushed crimson, and she shyly lowered her head.
Her voice was breathless, almost choked. "Boss, this is my first time..."
"???" Chen Jincheng froze, a look of utter disbelief in his eyes.
’Was this his lucky day?’
The eagerness in his eyes intensified.
In two lifetimes, this was a true first.
...
Time passed. As the morning sun rose, a new day dawned.
Chen Jincheng gazed at the young woman in his arms, who was now awake, a hint of fondness in his eyes.
It was a different kind of fondness than what he felt for Jiang Xiaobai or Yinyin. After all, there was just something special about a "brand-new, factory-sealed" item.
Facing her boss’s gaze, Zhu Ling instinctively buried her face in the pillow.
’It was her first time, so she couldn’t possibly act nonchalant. Besides, he was her boss. Was she too forward last night?’
’She was the one who’d stubbornly refused to get out of his passenger seat!’
"Does it still hurt?" Chen Jincheng asked with concern.
Zhu Ling didn’t answer. Instead, she asked, "Boss, why are you so... practiced?"
"Er..." Chen Jincheng knew exactly what she meant.
’That was a difficult question to answer. Why was he so practiced? Practice makes perfect, of course. Between his past life and his experiences with Yinyin and the others in this one, he’d had more than enough practice.’
’But he’d just taken her first time. He couldn’t very well say all that, could he?’
Seeing his silence, Zhu Ling said softly, "Boss, I get it. I was willing!"
’She really did get it now. The rumors about her boss online weren’t slander after all. But, just as she’d said, she had been a willing participant.’
’After all, her boss was so capable, so handsome...’
’Besides, if she was willing, why couldn’t others be?’
’It wasn’t his fault he was so popular.’
Chen Jincheng looked at her sensible demeanor and, satisfied, stroked her hair. "Of all of them, you’re the only one I’ve ever brought back to this villa."
The word "them" was shameless, the mark of a true scoundrel.
And yet, hearing that she was the only one he had ever brought back here, Zhu Ling couldn’t stop a trace of joy from appearing on her face.
Just then, a phone began to ring.
Zhu Ling scrambled for her phone. Seeing it was a call from her younger sister, she answered immediately. ’I didn’t come home all night. She must be so worried.’
But the moment the call connected, her sister’s excited voice came through. "Sis, you didn’t come home last night! Did you sleep with the boss?"
"???" Zhu Ling was speechless. ’Here I was, her older sister, gone all night, and the first thing she asks isn’t about my safety, but whether I slept with the boss?’
’I mean, she *had* slept with the boss, but what kind of attitude was that?’
Not wanting to say another word, she hung up in a huff.
Seeing her reaction, Chen Jincheng chuckled. "What do you want to eat? I’ll order some takeout."
"Just some congee is fine." Zhu Ling’s stomach was starting to growl, she added softly.
Chen Jincheng nodded and ordered two servings of takeout on his phone.
When they got up to wash, they ran into a problem. Zhu Ling’s clothes had been left in the bathroom and were soaked through, completely unwearable. She hadn’t brought a change of clothes.
"Here, wear my shirt for now." Chen Jincheng pulled one of his shirts from the closet and handed it to her.
Zhu Ling took it and had no choice but to put it on. Given his height, the shirt was long on her, fitting like a minidress. The sight of her in it immediately captivated him.
The shirt hung loosely on her, creating an air of careless languor. Her pale legs, peeking out from beneath the hem, had the soft, warm glow of fine white jade.
The open collar revealed her delicate collarbones, which looked like a pair of elegant wings poised for flight.
As the fabric clung to her delicate frame, its looseness failed to completely conceal the soft, indistinct outline of her breasts, hinting at an endless tenderness beneath.
Chen Jincheng finally understood the appeal of an ethereal, "white moonlight" kind of girl wearing a man’s shirt. No wonder it was such a common trope in movies and TV shows for the female lead to wear the male lead’s shirt.
"Boss..." Zhu Ling called out softly, feeling his gaze grow hotter.
As they went downstairs, Chen Jincheng noticed she was having trouble walking, so he swept her up into his arms. "Maybe you should take the night off from the stall?"
Zhu Ling felt a warmth spread through her chest at his concern, making her happy.
But she shook her head. "I’ll be okay. You gave me this project, and I don’t want to let you down. Besides, we’ve already taken money from Radiant Square."
"Alright." Chen Jincheng nodded. ’He’d just have to keep a closer eye on her tonight.’
The takeout arrived quickly.
Chen Jincheng brought the food to the dining table and opened the congee for Zhu Ling.
They were in the middle of eating when they heard the front door open. Sister Hong walked in, freezing for a moment when she saw Zhu Ling at the table—especially when she noticed Zhu Ling was wearing one of the boss’s shirts.
