A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

"Did you say that I was the one who ordered it? Then is there still a royal law in this world? " Jin Beisan looked at the tense girl in his arms with a profound look and said with a faint smile.

"You aren't that wronged, are you still a man or not!?" If you have the ability to come after me, what's the point of abducting a child? " Zhou Manzhu angrily stared into his eyes, her entire body emitting hot air.

"How about kidnapping you?" Jin Beisen's tone was still calm, but Zhou Manzhen was very angry.

Zhou Manzhen gnashed her teeth as she glared at him, "Let me tell you, I already called the police on my way here. I advise you to quickly release Little Xin."

"Is that so? "If you really did call the police, you wouldn't have come. Zhou Manzhen, do you think I'm stupid?" Jin Beisan's face turned cold as he coldly said, "I guess you didn't even tell Yu Chen that you came to see me."

Zhou Manzhen's body trembled, almost to the point of crying from anger, as if a fish bone was stuck in her throat. She calmed down, suddenly turning around and asking, "We have something to discuss, okay?"

Jin Beisen suddenly sneered, but his eyes were cold. After not seeing Zhou Manzhen for three years, Zhou Manzhen had indeed changed. In the past, that stubborn Zhou Manzhen also knew how to push things.

"Alright, as usual, please me." Jin Beisan's eyes became more and more profound as he sized up the subtle expressions on Zhou Manzhen's face with his dark eyes.

With that, he loosened his grip on her. Zhou Weiqing let out a sigh of relief, but the bowstring in his heart had tightened.

To please him?

Zhou Manzhen was silent for two seconds, then said tentatively, "Can we change it?"

"You know I don't like bargaining." His voice was cold without a trace of warmth, like a cold wind on a winter night, blowing on her face.

Zhou Manzhen subconsciously raised her head. Suddenly, a pair of slender, well-defined hands appeared at her chin. "If you know what's good for you, then take off your clothes."

Zhou Manzhen gritted her teeth, this feeling of being humiliated made her feel hot in her head, just like that night four years ago, when she hated Jin Beiseng for his crazy plundering. Now, this feeling was as if history was about to repeat itself, making her scared.

However, she was greatly indebted to Yu Chen's biological parents. Zhou Man simply softened her attitude and suddenly pulled up her dress.

The light pink bra dress fell onto the expensive blanket, leaving only a set of white lace undergarments behind. Her body was curvaceous, and there was not even a little fat on her waist. One could vaguely see the seductive line of her vest, unlike a woman who had previously given birth to a child. Her two straight and slender legs were like chopsticks.

She kicked off her high heels, her snow-white arms suddenly took the initiative to wrap around Jin Beisan's neck, moving closer to his red lips, and without hesitation, kissed on his thin, cold lips.

In less than five seconds, the tears on both sides of Zhou Manzhen's face started to flow uncontrollably, wetting Jin Beisan's handsome face.

Jin Beisan pulled her waist and fiercely pushed Zhou Manzhen onto the bed.

There was an ambiguous smell in the air. Even with the air conditioner on, it was difficult to cover up the enthusiasm.

Zhou Manzhen had been kissing Jin Beiseng on her own, but she hadn't kissed him for a long time, so her kissing skills were obviously unfamiliar to her. Like a young girl who had never been in the world before, she started crying miserably, making Jin Beisan frown in dissatisfaction.

Jin Beisan sat up on the bed. The white shirt he wore looked somewhat messy. Just now, he had been enjoying Zhou Manzhen's kiss, but how did this woman's kissing skill become so bad?

Moreover, as she cried in grief, it made him feel as if he was forcing her to do so. Jin Beisen really didn't like this.

Zhou Manzhen's face was ashen as he laid on the bed. An impatient look flashed in Jin Beisheng's sinister eyes, as if he really loathed Zhou Manzhen.

"Get up. I don't like doing it with salted fish. Love." Jin Beiseng's thin lips slightly parted as he spoke with a slight frown.

Zhou Manzhen gritted her teeth as her nose turned sour. Salted fish? Wasn't it because of his coercion? Otherwise, how could she be like a salted fish?

"That Little Xin?" Zhou Manzhen wiped her tears away as she whispered to the side, her eyes red.

"I'll take you to see her and get dressed." Jin Beisan bent over and threw the pink dress to Zhou Manzhen.

Zhou Manzhen gratefully looked at him. She never thought that this beast would let her off so easily. It was truly surprising.

"Thank you." Zhou Manzhen quickly put on her dress and spoke in a Microsoft tone.

Jin Beisheng's heartstrings trembled, as if someone had inadvertently strung them. After hearing Zhou Manzhen's thanks, Jin Beiseng's sword-like brows furrowed even more.

He had once told her that there was no need to thank her. The words were filled with unfamiliarity and distance, as if there was a gap between the two of them at this moment. He was clearly right in front of her, but he just couldn't get her heart.

Before meeting Zhou Manzhen, Jin Beiseng had never felt such a strange feeling, but for some reason, he always gave way, bearing with the fact that this woman was the one he had chosen, the one he had been missing day and night, and also ??

This time, no matter what, Jin Beisheng wouldn't let go, he just wanted Zhou Manzhen to take the initiative to beg him, and let her have a taste of that waiting sensation.

He had waited for her for three whole years, but she had lived with someone else without a care in the world. He was wrong in the past, but he was also wrong.

After putting on her clothes and high heels, Zhou Manzhen submissively followed behind Jin Beiseng. Jin Beiseng suddenly turned his head and looked at her with a complicated expression, "So ugly, go in and wash your face."

Zhou Manzhen touched her face and suddenly remembered that day at the charity ball. Jin Beiseng also said that she was ugly. Was she that ugly? Since she was ugly, why was he tormenting her? Aren't you supposed to be blind?

He walked into the bathroom and saw himself in the mirror. His hair was in a mess and there were two strings of undried tears on his rosy cheeks. He was indeed quite ugly.

Jin Beisheng stretched out his hand to straighten his hair, lifting up his arm, yet he could smell the unique fragrance of Zhou Manjing coming from his sleeve, his heart felt as if it was instantly crushed by something huge. This familiar yet long-awaited smell, finally touched his sleeve, Jin Beiseng missed those three years ago with an incomparable sense of nostalgia.

At that time, Zhou Manzhen stuck to him every day, and Jin Beiseng also liked her sticking to him. He was a very independent, upright person, but he liked to be relied on by others.