After one night of indulgence, the abstinent tycoon kissed her every night with his hand on her hip.

Jiang Zhi returned to her room and locked herself in, feeling somewhat agitated. She seemed unable to do anything about Ling Jingyuan.

She picked up a professional book from the table and started reading. Reading could calm her down. Since she couldn't control Ling Jingyuan, she would control her own heart.

Jiang Zhi leaned against the headboard, her head down, her gaze focused and serious as she looked at the book in her hands, almost forgetting that there was a man in the living room.

She immersed herself in the professional knowledge in those books and read for an entire afternoon.

In the living room, Ling Jingyuan watched Jiang Zhi enter the room before slowly withdrawing his gaze. He then got up and walked around the living room, filled with curiosity and wonder about Jiang Zhi's home.

Although the house was small, the entire place was smaller than one of his bedrooms, but it was inexplicably cozy. The house was filled with the scent of Jiang Zhi, which made him feel very comfortable.

Ling Jingyuan was in a good mood, as if he wasn't the man who was drunk and heartbroken at the club that night.

He wandered around the living room and found a photo album. His tall frame nestled on the sofa, his incredibly long legs curled up in a somewhat aggrieved manner.

He opened the photo album and looked at it curiously. The album contained family photos of Jiang Zhi. At first, it was photos of the three of them, then it gradually became photos of Jiang Zhi and her mother, and finally it became photos of only Jiang Zhi.

Ling Jingyuan looked through the photo album carefully, and he frowned slightly.

His gaze lingered on a group photo!

It was a photo of Jiang Zhi and a boy. Judging from Jiang Zhi's school uniform, she must have been a high school student at that time.

In the photo, Jiang Zhi looks pure and innocent, with a bright smile, just like the school beauty from high school. The man next to her is none other than Gu Shen.

His arm was around Jiang Zhi's shoulder, and he looked at the camera with a gentle expression.

The two of them were smiling sweetly in the photo, especially Jiang Zhi, whose smile he had never seen her smile at him before!

Ling Jingyuan's eyes darkened slightly, a hint of jealousy flashing within them. Almost without hesitation, he snatched the photo, tore off the man in it, and threw it into the trash can. Then, he carefully put the remaining half into his pocket and put it away.

In her room, Jiang Zhi read books all afternoon, and when she came to her senses, she realized that it was already dark outside the window.

She glanced at the time; it was already evening.

She glanced at the door: Ling Jingyuan should have left by now, right?

Thinking of this, she put down the book, gently stretched her back, and slowly moved to the door to open it.

As soon as the door opened, Ling Jingyuan appeared, his shirt sleeves rolled up to reveal his strong forearms, wearing a cute apron, holding a fruit platter, and smiling faintly at her.

Jiang Zhi was slightly taken aback when he saw this. He hadn't left and was still here?

"Perfect timing, come and have some fruit first."

"What would you like for dinner? I'm about to make dinner."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhi frowned slightly as she looked at the exquisite fruit platter in the man's hand. Did this man really intend to stay here?

"Mr. Ling, I'm not hungry, thank you. It's too late, please go back..."

"Not hungry? Then I'll cook some porridge and a couple of simple dishes tonight."

"By the way, which room do I need to stay in tonight? Can either of those two rooms be fine with me?"

As Ling Jingyuan spoke, he carried the fruit platter in one hand to Jiang Zhi's side, then gently lifted her up with one hand and carried her to the sofa while she was still in shock. He then placed the fruit platter in her hands.

Her eyes were gentle, and her tone was indulgent. "Have some fruit first, then watch TV for a while. I'll go cook. Make it light, so you'll have room for dinner."

After saying that, the man strode into the kitchen and then got busy there.

Jiang Zhi: ...

Ah, it felt like she punched a cotton ball.

She glanced down at the exquisite fruit platter in her hand, her expression somewhat complicated.

What exactly does Ling Jingyuan want?

At dinner, Jiang Zhi didn't have much of an appetite and ate only a few bites before going back to her room.

Ling Jingyuan showed no intention of leaving, clearly intending to stay regardless of what Jiang Zhi said. Jiang Zhi had no choice but to let him be.

Jiang Zhi stood hesitantly at the door with her change of clothes in hand when Ling Jingyuan walked over. He glanced at the clothes in Jiang Zhi's hand and, for some reason, suddenly thought of the dream he had.

In his dream, Jiang Zhi looked at him with a bright smile while wearing a sexy black nightgown.

His eyes darkened, and he picked up Jiang Zhi, carrying her to the bathroom door and putting her down. "Go wash up. Be careful and don't touch your wound."

He paused, his dark eyes glancing down at Jiang Zhi, "Or should I help you wash?"

Jiang Zhi was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then her face turned red. She couldn't help but glare at Ling Jingyuan and slammed the bathroom door shut.

Seeing this, Ling Jingyuan chuckled softly, his voice full of doting affection.

bathroom.

Hearing the man's laughter, Jiang Zhi's face turned even redder. This man was truly...

She gently shook her head, slowly took off her clothes, turned on the shower, and carefully washed herself, avoiding her wound. After washing, she was about to get a change of clothes when she discovered that her clothes had somehow fallen to the ground and were all dirty.

Jiang Zhi was slightly taken aback. How was she supposed to get out...?

After thinking for a while, she wrapped herself in a bath towel, carefully opened the door, and glanced into the living room.

"Are you done washing?"

Ling Jingyuan leaned against the door, smiling faintly as he looked at Jiang Zhi, who was only wrapped in a bath towel, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

After saying that, he picked up Jiang Zhi and carried her back to her room in a few steps. Jiang Zhi's face was flushed. She was wearing no clothes at the moment, and she blushed and dared not look into Ling Jingyuan's eyes.

Ling Jingyuan looked at the woman in his arms and saw that she was as natural and pure as a lotus emerging from the water, yet with a touch of alluring sexiness unique to women.

Her smooth, fair face was flushed, her small face was tender and soft, and her eyes were both pure and alluring. A simple light purple bath towel could not hide her good figure, and her exposed, rounded shoulders were inexplicably cute.

I really want to kiss him.

Ling Jingyuan gently placed the person on the bed, turned around and left the room. He quickly came back in with the ointment, and knelt down beside Jiang Zhi's feet, gently applying the ointment to her.

Perhaps because the main lights weren't on, the soft, dim lighting caused Jiang Zhi to momentarily lose her focus. Ling Jingyuan finished treating Jiang Zhi's wound and looked up to see her hazy eyes.

Ling Jingyuan's eyes were dark as he reached out and gently kissed Jiang Zhi's lips, cupping her neck.

Gentle, delicate, and doting.

Goodnight, Jiang Zhi.

The man gently released Jiang Zhi's lips, smiled faintly, placed a kiss on Jiang Zhi's forehead, glanced at Jiang Zhi, and turned to leave.

Jiang Zhi's eyes gradually cleared. She frowned slightly, her face flushed. She had actually been lost in thought! Jiang Zhi lowered her eyes, took out her pajamas, changed into them, and tucked herself into the blankets.

bathroom.

The space was not large to begin with, and it felt even smaller after Ling Jingyuan's tall figure entered, but this did not affect Ling Jingyuan's good mood in the slightest.

He turned on the shower and let the water wash over his well-defined inverted triangle physique. If he had left any later, he probably would have lost control again. He looked down at his body and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

The sound of running water and a man's heavy breathing echoed in the bathroom...

Much later, the man emerged from the bathroom wrapped in the same bath towel as Jiang Zhi, covering only his lower body. He was in a good mood, his eyes filled with contentment and satisfaction as he slowly entered the room next to Jiang Zhi's.

Jiang Zhi didn't know when she fell asleep, but she didn't sleep well that night.

The next room.

Ling Jingyuan was wide awake; the thought of Jiang Zhi living next door made his lips curl into a smile.

I want to sleep with her, to hug her, to kiss her, I want more...

Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly heard a mournful, nightmare-like cry coming from the next room...