A secret tryst? Her brotherly love triangle backfired.

Chapter 161 If you want to play, then find someone else to play with.
……Responsible?
Tang Wanwan blinked, her brain, which had been shut down, restarted. She immediately tried to pull her hand out of his shirt, but the next second, he firmly grasped it.

"Touch me!" Shen Zhixing pursed his lips, took her hand and touched his waist and abdomen, then decisively backed down, "You don't need to take responsibility."

Beside him, the assistant, who had witnessed everything, stared wide-eyed.

After realizing what was happening, she hurriedly looked away from his face.

Shen Zhixing pressed his lips against hers again, completely oblivious to his surroundings.

Soon, Tang Wanwan no longer needed his restraint and spontaneously learned to be restless.

When you're drunk, your courage grows rapidly, and soon it's all over your belt.

She couldn't figure it out, but her thirst for knowledge was strong, and she was determined to solve it.

Shen Zhixing's Adam's apple bobbed rapidly, his lips pressed against her neck, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Not here."

He has his own suite upstairs in the clubhouse; how could he take his pants off here?

Tang Wanwan felt a lightness in her body as he lifted her up in his arms.

She suddenly became more alert and struggled.

Shen Zhixing thought she was worried about Qian Qinglei, so he held her firmly and said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of her."

Male models and the like.

Once the person sobers up and really wants it, he can arrange it.

As long as the person in your arms doesn't think about those things, it's fine.

The elevator slowly ascended, and Tang Wanwan nestled in his arms, her rationality gradually returning.

She sorted out her thoughts.

First, she and Qian Qinglei asked for male models.

Then, she kissed a male model for a long time and touched his body.

I want to unbuckle someone's belt.

Right now, she's going to the room with the male model...

Tang Wanwan shuddered, her slightly unfocused gaze finally refocusing as she stared at the profile in front of her.

...Shen, Shen Zhixing!

The girl in his arms suddenly stiffened. As Shen Zhixing opened the door, he glanced down at her, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He carried the person steadily through the living room into the room, placed them on the bed, and then turned around to get a pair of disposable shoes.

I knelt down and took off her shoes.

Her life is beautiful, and her feet are beautiful too.

The arch of the foot is slightly raised, like a flawless piece of white jade, and the toes are all round and cute.

Fresh and tender.

Shen Zhixing rubbed her instep with his thumb for a while, put her shoes on, and instead of standing up, he squatted in front of her, tilted his head back, and asked with a smile, "Are you awake now?"

Tang Wanwan: "..."

Her expression was stiff.

Shen Zhixing's smile deepened, "Want to touch it again?"

Tang Wanwan: "..."

She wasn't completely sober yet, but she had already realized that the person in front of her was Shen Zhixing.

It was Shen Zhixing.

And she kissed him.

She was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear on the spot, and she gently tugged at the hem of her clothes with her fingers.

"Don't be nervous," Shen Zhixing took her hand and sighed softly, "Tell me the truth, would you rather kiss a 'male model' or me?"

She was quite drunk just now.

He took advantage of the situation to some extent.

However, she requested the male model first.

She also mistook him for a male model.

So, if he didn't come, and if the manager didn't ask for his permission but instead readily arranged for a male model to accompany him, then he would be fine.

Who will be the person who hugs and kisses her tonight?

Shen Zhixing belatedly realized that he was somewhat displeased.

Tang Wanwan also realized what was happening.

Her brows furrowed deeply, unable to imagine herself kissing a 'male model'.

She kissed him only after she saw it was him.

She was misled by him.

He is not a so-called 'male model'.

Rather than kissing a 'male model' who has kissed countless people, Tang Wanwan would rather... No, wait!

She suddenly stood up: "Where's Leilei?"

"Don't panic, we didn't find her a male model, we arranged for her to sleep in the next room,"

Shen Zhixing held her wrist and made her sit down again. "It's too late. We can't go back to the dormitory. You can rest here tonight."

He stood up as well.

Therefore, the torn and disheveled shirt had nowhere to hide.

She made it all up.

Shen Zhixing glanced down at his own appearance and asked softly, "Does it feel good to the touch? Not worse than a male model, right?"

"..." Tang Wanwan lowered her head, "I've never touched a male model."

The sound was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

Shen Zhixing almost laughed out of anger at her.

Of course he knew she hadn't touched it.

But she wanted to touch it, didn't she?

However, given his status, he has no right to question it.

Shen Zhixing felt a little helpless. "When exactly are you going to break up with Jiang Yanzhi?"

Tang Wanwan pursed her lips: "We've already broken up."

Before he could react, she added, "We'll get back together after a while. I'm not considering any other relationships."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Shen Zhixing took a deep breath: "Are you really going to hang yourself on Jiang Yanzhi's tree? If you want to play, then find someone else to play with. I'll let you play with whoever you want."

Tang Wanwan ignored his self-recommendation.

She said, "What happened today was an accident. I was drunk and mistook you for a male model, that's why I treated you like that. Let's forget about it."

He drank too much.

She only kissed and touched him because she saw him as a male model…

Shen Zhixing laughed out of genuine anger.

"Okay, let's settle the accounts then,"

He said with a half-smile, "I've never let anyone else touch me, nor have I let anyone else kiss me. You just used me like a male model. How do you plan to settle this?"

Tang Wanwan asked, "How much money do you want?"

"...Are you sober or not?"

Shen Zhixing leaned down, bringing his face close to hers, and asked with a smile, "Do I look like I need money to sell myself?"

If the second young master of the Shen family, the CEO of the Shen Group, were to really sell himself, I doubt anyone could afford to buy him.

Tang Wanwan turned her face away and did not speak.

Her head was still spinning. She managed to say a few words to him, but she was too tired and wanted to lie down.

Shen Zhixing stared at her for a while, then reached out and patted her head. "Forget it, I won't argue with a drunk like you."

He spoke with a helpless tone, then turned and went to the bathroom to run a bath for her.

In just a short while, when I came out, the girl who had been sitting was now lying on her side on the bed, asleep.

Her slender arms were casually outstretched, and her long, thick, curled eyelashes drooped over her eyelids. Her sleeping posture was serene and beautiful.

Shen Zhixing stood there, silently watching her sleeping posture.

After a long while, he took a step, walked to the bedside, bent down and hugged her, unzipped her outer garment and took it off.

She was wearing a sleeveless tank top underneath.

The neckline wasn't low, but from a top-down view, you could still see the girl's well-developed breasts.

Shen Zhixing caught a glimpse of it unintentionally, his knuckles trembled involuntarily, he quickly turned his face away, lifted the quilt, and put the person in his arms back into the quilt.

I was worried she wasn't sleeping comfortably, so I adjusted her pillow.

The room temperature was just right, not hot even with an air-conditioned blanket, yet after he finished all that, a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Feeling lost and confused, he sat on the edge of the bed for a while, then slowly got up and went back to the bathroom.

When she came out again, she was holding a wet towel.

A soft towel was gently wiped across her face, making the drunk girl feel comfortable.

His slightly furrowed brows relaxed, and a faint smile curved his lips.

Shen Zhixing stopped what he was doing, and unable to resist any longer, he leaned down and kissed the corner of her lips.

In the instant their breaths mingled, he couldn't help but open his lips.

In her sleep, Tang Wanwan tilted her head slightly to receive the kiss, her hands gripping his collar and pulling him up to hook her arms around his neck.

(End of this chapter)