Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 215

Ye Zeming crossed his arms and glanced at her indifferently, "I don't lack money, I lack a woman."

Zhu Sixuan's pupils dilated slightly. How could he be so blunt?
He always appears impeccably dressed and refined, but I never imagined he was this kind of person in private.

Ye Zeming stared at her expression with great interest, her expression shifting between surprise and confusion.

After a long silence, Zhu Sixuan finally spoke: "...Alright, I can agree."

He's so handsome, she's not at a loss. She'll just treat him like a free gigolo, so why not sleep with him?

Ye Zeming was quite surprised that she agreed so quickly; he had thought she would berate him for being shameless.

"Really?"

Zhu Sixuan nodded gently.

We're all adults, it's not like we can't afford to play games.

She's been working like a slave for him at the company for almost a year. What's wrong with sleeping with the boss? She deserves it.

Once you're both tired of each other, then quickly say goodbye.

Ye Zeming received a work call and had to go back to the company first. "I've already spoken to the design department. From now on, you don't need to drink with any clients. Just focus on doing your job well."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Sixuan's eyes lit up.

Is this a blessing in disguise?

Ye Zeming glanced at the white gauze bandage on her arm. "I'll approve your leave for the next few days. Come back to work once your injury has healed."

Zhu Sixuan blinked, "Can you calculate wages?"

Ye Zeming: "...Okay."

Even when injured, he didn't forget about his salary; no wonder he works so hard.
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Both parties reached an agreement, and that's how the relationship began.

Zhu Sixuan's first experience with love was like opening the door to a new world.

Ye Zeming is not only handsome, but also good at his job, which gave her a lot of creative inspiration.

The inspiration sparked by their physical intimacy flowed onto the page, and she officially began serializing her adult comic—"I Slept with My Boss."

Zhu Sixuan was living a wonderful life, working for her boss during the day and being pampered by him at night.

The comic's subscription numbers are also very impressive, with many readers urging her to update every day.

Ye Zeming is her source of inspiration. They are extremely compatible in this regard and will boldly try different scenes and different roles, which further stimulates her creative desire.

They don't know each other in public, but they mingle in private, all for the thrill.

The only downside is that it can be a bit too much for my back.

On a day off, she was drawing at home when Ye Zeming suddenly came over.

Zhu Sixuan was a little surprised, "Weren't you away on a business trip? Why are you back already?"

Ye Zeming changed his shoes and entered the living room, sitting down on the sofa. "I finished my work ahead of schedule."

Have you had dinner yet?

"No."

Zhu Sixuan, feeling kind-hearted, asked, "Do you want noodles? I'll make you a bowl."

Ye Zeming has always treated her well, showering her with clothes and jewelry. It's only right that she cooks for her sugar daddy.

He gave a soft "hmm," leaned back on the sofa, and closed his eyes to rest.

Zhu Sixuan turned around and went into the kitchen to get busy.

I may not be good at other things, but I'm quite skilled at cooking noodles.

I'm usually busy with work and tired after get off work, so I either eat out or order takeout and rarely cook for myself.

Simple tomato and egg noodles, ready in ten minutes.

She ladled a bowl of noodles and placed it on the table, then went over to call him, "You can eat the noodles..." The words suddenly caught in her throat.

Ye Zeming was browsing on her tablet.

Zhu Sixuan froze, then raised her voice, "Put my tablet down!"

She forgot to exit the comic app; the tablet wasn't locked, so he could see it as soon as he opened it.

"Can you explain to me what you mean by..." Ye Zeming's eye twitched slightly, his voice flat, "I slept with my boss?"

Zhu Sixuan's face immediately turned red.

He saw it!

Is there anything more socially reprehensible than this?
Someone, could you dig a hole and bury her? Or you could bury Ye Zeming too!
Zhu Sixuan rushed over and snatched the tablet back, glaring at him angrily, "Why are you looking at my privacy!"

"You didn't turn off the screen yourself," Ye Zeming commented casually. "The painting is quite good. So you like painting on the terrace. You could have just told me..."

Zhu Sixuan screamed inwardly, forcefully covering his mouth, "Shut up!"

Ye Zeming casually put his arm around her waist, his gaze sharp. "So you're using me as free labor, planning to run away once you're tired of me?"

Zhu Sixuan slumped onto his lap, her eyes lowered guiltily, "I didn't."

His voice was weak, clearly lacking confidence.

Because that's what she thought.

They weren't even normal boyfriend and girlfriend, just bed partners. Of course, they'd just get tired of each other and leave.

Ye Zeming pinched her chin and lifted it up. "You think you're tired of sleeping with me? I'm not tired of sleeping with you. You're not getting away from me for the rest of your life."

Zhu Sixuan was stunned, "..."

She wanted to swear. Had Ye Zeming gone mad? Or did he have some kind of second personality? Why had he suddenly become so forceful in his love?
However... the forced love plot could be added to a comic, like imprisonment play, handcuffs, leg irons, whips, candles...

Her thoughts began to wander, and she quickly pulled them back.

She's still thinking about comics at a time like this; she's definitely a career-obsessed person.

"Well, you should eat your noodles first, otherwise they'll get cold."

She tried to change the subject, but the person wouldn't listen.

"No rush." ​​Ye Zeming unbuttoned her clothes directly. "Eat something else first."

"..."

Why does she have this feeling that she's going to die in bed today?
It was late at night, but there was quite a bit of noise coming from the bedroom.

The scent in the air lingers.

After three consecutive attempts, Zhu Sixuan was utterly exhausted and covered in sweat.

She went limp and lay motionless on the bed.

Ye Zeming tried to hug her, but before he could even touch her, he was pushed away.

"Go away." Her voice was hoarse and weak, without any strength.

Bastard, scoundrel, pervert, that's too much!

She can't even straighten her back now. He completely ruined her precious day off. The thought of having to go to work tomorrow makes her feel hopeless. If she had any strength left, she would break his tool of the trade!

Never mind, it's just a thought. She's her muse, and we can't let her die out.

Ye Zeming said gently, "I'll carry you to take a bath."

Zhu Sixuan resisted, saying, "I can wash it myself."

She dragged her limp body out of bed.

He overestimated himself after all, and almost fell as soon as he touched the ground.

Ye Zeming caught her in time, lifted her up by the waist, and took her to the bathroom to wash.