Chapter 236: Chapter 232 Not Eating Food, Eating You
As Zhang Hao drove, he felt like the old car had caught up to F1 speed.
Normally it would take twenty minutes with stop-and-go traffic to get home, but today, it only took ten.
However, halfway there, Zhang Hao got romantic and bought a bouquet of flowers, the garish red roses.
He Qianhui was preparing dinner at home, in an unusually good mood.
She even specially played an English song on her cell phone.
The ambiance was set, but it seemed like something was still missing.
He Qianhui stood in the living room and looked around before she finally realized what was missing—flowers.
Although flowers didn’t have much practical use, they were indispensable.
Seeing there was still time, and there was a flower shop downstairs, He Qianhui decided to make a special trip.
No matter what kind of flowers, whether red or pink, having a bouquet to add a touch of decoration was always good.
After tidying up everything at hand, He Qianhui took a light pink jacket from the coat rack and put it on.
It hadn’t taken her long to get familiar with the new place.
Upstairs and downstairs, the neighbors on both sides were all strangers.
Fortunately, she was not someone who liked the hustle and bustle; sometimes having a sense of boundary between neighbors was good.
Getting in the elevator, she saw a man in his twenties.
Next to him was a little white Pomeranian.
He Qianhui liked these small animals, especially the ones that were raised to be extra adorable.
The little dog’s fur was as white as snow, looking just like a glutinous rice ball covered with coconut flakes.
The key was that the little dog actively came over to He Qianhui’s feet and started rubbing, making her feel ticklish.
The dog’s owner was holding onto the leash the whole time, "Sorry about that; my dog isn’t shy."
He Qianhui crouched down a bit, tentatively petting the little dog’s head.
But she hadn’t expected that by bending down, her neckline area would reveal more than intended.
The man initially noticed from the corner of his eye and his rationality told him not to look.
But He Qianhui’s assets were too striking, making it impossible not to take a glance.
Just when the man’s eyes were about to get stuck there, the elevator doors opened.
He Qianhui walked out of the elevator as if nothing had happened.
With arms crossed in front of her, she headed to the flower shop at the entrance of the neighborhood.
There was a breeze that evening, and she was wearing something light; the wind blew her clothes back, outlining her shapely figure perfectly.
Finally arriving at the flower shop, the lady proprietor was sitting at the entrance, pruning stems.
"I’ll take a bouquet of flowers, any mix is fine," He Qianhui said.
The proprietress quickly set down what she was doing and went inside to arrange a bouquet for He Qianhui.
It had a bit of everything, the meanings were good, and the price wasn’t expensive either.
After paying, He Qianhui hadn’t walked far when she saw a car flashing its headlights at her.
He Qianhui wondered if she was blocking the driver’s way.
She quickly moved aside, but the road was spacious enough for two cars to pass side by side without issue.
It was only when she got closer that she recognized the car as Zhang Hao’s.
Approaching the car window, He Qianhui bent down, still holding the big bouquet of fresh flowers.
"I saw you just now," said Zhang Hao.
Before He Qianhui could respond, she saw the large bouquet of red roses on the passenger seat.
Compared to the one in her arms, his was much more passionate.
"You bought flowers too?"
"You’re finally back, I definitely had to surprise you. I was planning to give them to you at home, but now seems good too, get in the car."
He Qianhui placed her own bouquet on the back seat and then sat in the passenger’s seat.
The big bouquet of red roses, like her current mood, was fiery and enthusiastic.
"What’s for dinner tonight?"
"Braised pork ribs and I also made soup. Are you tired today? How did the communication competition go, did you win again?"
Apparently, to He Qianhui, this result was hardly a secret.
"The ranking was okay. I held back on purpose and got second place."
As the car pulled up to the building, suddenly a ding from his cell phone was heard. Zhang Hao took it out to look.
Incredibly, it was a text message from the bank; his account had received a large sum of money just half a minute ago.
And Zhang Hao knew the source of that money; it must be the hospital’s way of thanking him, a bonus.
Before he had finished reading the bank’s text message, a WeChat voice message from hospital leadership had already come through.
In front of He Qianhui, he played the voice message out loud.
"Mr. Zhang, as part of the hospital leadership, I am very grateful for the work you have done for the hospital."
"I have specially applied for a bonus for you, and I hope you will accept it."
He Qianhui leaned over, curiously asking, "How much bonus did they give you, tens of thousands?"
Zhang Hao showed her the bank’s text message for her to see for herself just how much money he had.
It wasn’t an astronomical figure, but for her, it was at least several more deals to catch up with.
"To give so much at once, you doctors really make money fast."
"What are you talking about? I’ve earned this money through hard work."
Zhang Hao put away his phone and turned off the car.
His talk of hard work was not at all untrue, whether it was with Gu Yue or Tu Ya, he indeed had it tough.
The last time he saw Gu Yue, he couldn’t remember when, but tonight, he belonged to He Qianhui.
The two of them got home, and as soon as they entered the door, they were greeted with the aroma of the meal.
But rather than eating, what Zhang Hao wanted to devour more at the moment was He Qianhui.
He had just put down his cell phone and keys when he hugged He Qianhui tight.
"If you have to go on business trips for so long next time, I really should make you change jobs."
Fearing Zhang Hao wouldn’t be able to hold on to her and drop her again, He Qianhui wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.
"What are you doing? I’m just getting used to this job and you want me to change it? Actually, all jobs are similar, with slight differences."
"It’s because I miss you."
"Where do you miss me?"
"Everywhere. Hurry up and let me kiss you."
Seeing how eager Zhang Hao was, He Qianhui didn’t stop him. It wasn’t just him who was longing; she too couldn’t wait.
In the end, the two of them fell onto the bedroom bed, and He Qianhui also took the initiative to start kissing Zhang Hao.
And as Zhang Hao parted her legs, he thought there wouldn’t be any reaction there, but when he touched her, she was already wet.
"When did you get wet?"
He Qianhui turned her head away, not answering Zhang Hao’s question.
The less she answered, the naughtier Zhang Hao’s hand became, rubbing her over her panties nonstop.
With his movements, He Qianhui couldn’t hold back:
"Stop it, stop it, I can’t take it anymore. Do you have any idea how I survived this past week?"
"Then tell me when you got wet. If you tell me, I’ll let you go."
He Qianhui, helpless, turned her head back to him and looked at him deeply, saying, "Probably around the time you got off work. I’ve been looking forward to this moment since then. But are you sure you don’t want to eat something first?"
Zhang Hao smiled in satisfaction and buried his face between her breasts.
"Nothing is more appealing than eating you."
He Qianhui always had a faint scent about her that attracted Zhang Hao, making him unable to resist.
Although he also bathed and cleaned himself every day, his body never had that kind of scent.
He Qianhui spread her legs and wrapped them around his waist. Despite Zhang Hao not having done much yet, her face was already flushing red.
Hearing her heavy breathing, Zhang Hao couldn’t control himself either.
