Do you realize you were wrong

Chen Zhi closed the door of the Wanliu Residence and stood in the hallway, pulling out his phone.

Li Zhiyi had already replied to his message.

[Li Zhiyi: I am waiting for you.]

[Chen Zhi: Be a good girl and wait for me.]

[Li Zhiyi: I am being good.]

Chen Zhi glanced at the time. He planned not to tell Li Zhiyi that he was heading to the hotel first, and instead call her over once he arrived.

Meeting outside made it too easy to bump into acquaintances from Renmin University. The hotel's presidential suite was the safest base of operations.

The car arrived at the entrance of the Crowne Plaza Hotel. Chen Zhi swiped his key card in the elevator and went straight to the top floor.

As soon as Chen Zhi stepped into the entryway, he heard a sound.

It was the splashing sound of running water coming from the bathroom.

Chen Zhi froze for a moment.

He had not even messaged Li Zhiyi to tell her he was at the hotel yet, so who could be taking a shower?

Could it be the hotel housekeeping cleaning up inside?

That was not right. Housekeeping would not fill the bathtub and take a shower while cleaning.

Did someone sneak into his long-term suite to sleep while he was away?

Chen Zhi frowned, calculating in his mind that if this was true, he would definitely call the manager of this five-star hotel up today and give them a severe complaint.

He lightened his footsteps and walked to the door of the master bathroom.

He was just hesitating whether to push the door open and catch them red-handed.

Click.

The first thing that caught his eye was a leg.

Slender, smooth, with undried water droplets still clinging to the ankle.

The complaint letter in Chen Zhi's mind was instantly deleted without a trace.

This leg looked somewhat familiar to him.

He looked up.

Li Zhiyi was wrapped in a large white bath towel, her wet hair clinging to her shoulders, and her cheeks flushed pink.

"Why are you here?" Chen Zhi blurted out.

Li Zhiyi bit her lower lip, her face turning even redder.

She lowered her head, her voice growing smaller and smaller.

"I... I wanted to wash up and be clean while waiting for you."

Chen Zhi was stunned for two seconds.

"Why do you need to be clean to wait for me?"

Li Zhiyi was so embarrassed by his words that she could not lift her head, so she simply ignored him.

Keeping her head down, she padded in the hotel slippers, took quick little steps to the bed, and buried herself headfirst into the blankets.

Pulling the quilt up to her chin, she left Chen Zhi with only the back of her head.

Chen Zhi smiled.

He walked over to the bed, took off his jacket in a few quick motions, and lifted the other side of the covers, preparing to slip in as well.

But just as he lay down, the usually obedient and docile Li Zhiyi suddenly turned around, stretched out her two fair, tender hands, and pressed them firmly against Chen Zhi's chest.

Chen Zhi looked down at those delicate hands, a bit bewildered.

Li Zhiyi had never pushed him away before.

"What is wrong, are you disgusted by me?"

"You... you need to shower first," Li Zhiyi said aggrievedly.

Chen Zhi did not even think and casually replied.

"I already showered."

As soon as the words left his mouth.

Chen Zhi's heart skipped a beat.

Crap.

What had he told Li Zhiyi on WeChat this afternoon?

[There is an emergency at the company, I will come find you later.]

If he was handling an emergency at the company, where did he take a shower?

Damn it, multitasking had caused his brain to get a bit scrambled.

And this girl, who knows when she had turned over, was now looking at him with those clear, bright eyes.

Anyone who did not know her would think these eyes were as clean as mountain spring water, pure and without a single impurity.

But Chen Zhi had been dealing with this girl for over a decade.

Behind that "I am innocent, do not get the wrong idea" look, what she was hiding was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

Sure enough.

Li Zhiyi's little nose twitched slightly, as if she had caught a scent in the air.

"Chen Zhi, you..."

Before the words could leave her mouth, her lips were sealed.

Li Zhiyi's eyes widened, her hands instinctively pressing against his shoulders.

"Mmph..."

She wanted to speak, but the moment she parted her lips, Chen Zhi's tongue slipped in.

After a good while, Chen Zhi finally let her go.

Li Zhiyi panted in small breaths, her chest heaving violently, her face red all the way down to the base of her neck.

She finally caught her breath and was just about to speak.

"I... mmph!"

Chen Zhi pressed his lips to hers again.

This time was even more intense than the first. One hand cupped the back of her head, while the other slid down her waistline, pinning her down through the blanket.

Li Zhiyi's whole body went limp, her fingers gripping the corner of the pillow.

For the next half hour, Li Zhiyi could only squeeze out one or two words at a time.

"Do not— mmph."

"Please—"

"I was wrong, mmph..."

"Do not..."

"Dizzy... mmph."

Chen Zhi gave her no room to breathe. Every time she managed to form a complete syllable, he immediately swallowed it back down.

Half an hour later.

Li Zhiyi's head was completely spinning. Her eyes were unfocused, and her lips were swollen and red.

All the words she had prepared before coming to the hotel, the courage she had mustered, and the mental preparation she had made were completely kissed away by Chen Zhi, leaving not a single trace behind in her memory.

Whenever she opened her mouth, Chen Zhi used the most direct method to shut it.

Looking at her yielding, completely at-his-mercy appearance, Chen Zhi was very satisfied with the results of his tactics.

He took the opportunity to wrap his arm around Li Zhiyi's shoulders, his wicked hand naturally reaching down along the edge of the blanket, preparing to check on the spoils of war.

But as soon as his hand slipped inside.

Chen Zhi froze.

Not only had this girl wrapped that large bath towel tightly around herself, but she was actually fully dressed underneath.

Her defenses were incredibly tight.

Chen Zhi was a little disappointed.

But a thief never leaves empty-handed. Through the fabric, he gave her a light but firm squeeze anyway.

"Ow..."

Li Zhiyi protested in a small voice.

She did not even have the strength left to push Chen Zhi's hand away.

Playing the victim first, Chen Zhi reached out and tapped her cute, upturned nose.

"Do you know what you did wrong?"

Li Zhiyi looked at him pitifully, tears still welling in her eyes.

She had no idea what she had done wrong. It was clearly Chen Zhi who had started bullying her indiscriminately right from the start.

"Tell me," Chen Zhi stared into her eyes. "Why did you run over to the hotel so early to find me today?"

Li Zhiyi buried half her face in the blanket, leaving only her wet eyes exposed.

"I missed you."

The lethality of those three words was more effective than any sweet nothings.

"I am very satisfied with that answer."

The corners of Chen Zhi's lips curled up, revealing a standard playboy smile.

He leaned down, slowly bringing his face closer to hers.

"I will reward you with a kiss."

Frightened, Li Zhiyi trembled all over and quickly reached up to cover her mouth.

"No... mmph!"

Protest denied.

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