dognovel Chapter 59 Actually, I was willing.
Chapter 59 Actually, I was willing.
Suddenly, a slight unlocking sound came from the room door.
With a creak, the door slowly opened.
Zhu Ziqing's heart jumped into her throat.
She hurriedly exited WeChat and shoved her phone under her pillow.
Then he stiffly lay back in bed, closed his eyes tightly, and pretended to be calm.
Tan Haoyu walked into the room with steady steps.
He walked to the bedside and gently lay down next to Zhu Ziqing.
Zhu Ziqing could clearly feel his presence, and she was extremely nervous.
Just then, Tan Haoyu's deep voice sounded in her ear: "What size is too small?"
"N-nothing, it's just that my best friend asked about her clothing size!" Zhu Ziqing felt so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear into the ground.
"Really?" Tan Haoyu asked in a low voice.
Zhu Ziqing's face instantly turned as red as a ripe tomato. She secretly opened one eye and glanced at Tan Haoyu.
He was wearing only a loose nightgown, revealing his muscular chest.
The barely visible muscle lines looked especially alluring in the dim light.
Zhu Ziqing's heart started racing, and her mind began to wander uncontrollably.
"What are you looking at?" Tan Haoyu's voice suddenly rang out, interrupting Zhu Ziqing's reverie.
Zhu Ziqing was startled by her own rudeness and blushed with embarrassment.
She quickly turned her back and stammered, "N-nothing... I'm a little sleepy and want to go to sleep."
Tan Haoyu, however, remained relentless.
He gently squeezed next to Zhu Ziqing, reached out and touched her forehead, and asked with concern, "Are you not feeling well? Why is your face so red?"
Zhu Ziqing was even more flustered by his sudden concern, and her heart was pounding like a drum.
She didn't dare turn her head to look at Tan Haoyu, and could only close her eyes tightly, her mind a jumble of thoughts.
Tan Haoyu's deep gaze seemed to possess a kind of magic, making her thoughts increasingly chaotic.
Zhu Ziqing kept telling herself to stay calm, but her body trembled slightly uncontrollably.
When Tan Haoyu asked her softly again what was wrong, Zhu Ziqing panicked like a frightened deer.
She quickly said, "Nothing, I'm just a little tired from work today, I want to go to bed early, don't worry about me."
After she finished speaking, she herself felt that the reason was too far-fetched.
Tan Haoyu was filled with doubt as he looked at Zhu Ziqing's strange behavior.
He really couldn't understand what Zhu Ziqing was thinking or why she suddenly became so nervous.
Zhu Ziqing felt she was about to collapse, so she simply pulled the blanket over herself and crawled into bed.
Then they wrapped themselves up tightly, as if that would isolate them from all awkwardness.
Tan Haoyu looked at Zhu Ziqing hiding under the covers like an ostrich, shook his head helplessly, and felt a deep sense of resignation.
Zhu Ziqing hid under the covers, her mind filled with all sorts of thoughts.
She felt ashamed of her wild thoughts and worried that Tan Haoyu might see through her intentions.
Tan Haoyu sat to the side, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes full of confusion.
An awkward and subtle atmosphere filled the room.
Zhu Ziqing huddled under the covers like a frightened little rabbit, curling her body as close to the edge of the bed as possible.
All she wanted was to distance herself from Tan Haoyu, as if the small space between them held endless danger.
Zhu Ziqing carefully moved her body towards the edge of the bed, inch by inch.
He secretly thought to himself that if he could just get a little closer to Tan Haoyu...
The desire to be intimate with him, deep in one's heart, would grow wildly like weeds, impossible to suppress.
However, her little schemes and actions could not escape Tan Haoyu's notice.
Tan Haoyu frowned slightly, stretched out his long arm, and easily pulled Zhu Ziqing's slender body back into his arms.
He held her down tightly, and a deep, authoritative voice sounded in her ear: "Don't move, just sleep."
Zhu Ziqing immediately dared not move an inch.
Her breathing became cautious, and her body stiffened as she lay against Tan Haoyu's broad and hot chest.
She began to clearly feel his burning body temperature emanating from through his pajamas, a temperature that seemed to melt away her reason little by little.
The room was so quiet that only their breathing could be heard.
Zhu Ziqing keenly noticed that Tan Haoyu's breathing was gradually becoming heavier.
Her heartbeat was also gradually quickening, like a drumbeat, striking her eardrums again and again.
She slowly raised her head and secretly glanced at Tan Haoyu.
This sight made her heart skip a beat.
In Tan Haoyu's deep eyes, it seemed as if two flames were burning fiercely, and his intense gaze made her cheeks instantly flush.
As if possessed, Zhu Ziqing stretched out her slender hand and gently stroked Tan Haoyu's face.
Tan Haoyu seemed taken aback by this sudden action.
He quickly grabbed Zhu Ziqing's hand, his voice hoarse as if it had been sanded: "Don't move."
Zhu Ziqing opened her mouth slightly, as if to say, "Actually, I am willing."
But before he could finish speaking, he was abruptly interrupted by Tan Haoyu's serious gaze.
Tan Haoyu suddenly pushed Zhu Ziqing away, the force of which made Zhu Ziqing feel a sense of grievance and disappointment.
Tan Haoyu then got out of bed and quickly left the room without looking back.
Zhu Ziqing watched his departing figure and murmured to herself, "Actually, I was willing..."
However, the sound was too faint and was quickly drowned out by Tan Haoyu's hurried footsteps as he left.
Tan Haoyu went straight to another bathroom.
He turned on the tap, and icy water poured out.
He stood under the showerhead, trying to extinguish the inexplicable heat in his body with the cold water.
The icy water washed over Tan Haoyu's body.
But his mind was filled with Zhu Ziqing's shy and demure appearance.
That soft body, that panicked look—I can't shake it off.
He even felt that the cold water wasn't cold enough to calm the turmoil in his heart.
He silently reminded himself that he must respect Zhu Ziqing's decision.
Unless she agrees, I must not force her to do anything she doesn't want to do.
And so, he showered in the bathroom for a long time.
I turned off the tap only after the heat in my body subsided slightly.
Then I went to the balcony, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and tried to calm myself down.
Tan Haoyu stood on the balcony, his brows furrowed, his mind filled with doubt.
I have always been proud of my strong self-control, but why is it that in front of Zhu Ziqing, this self-control is like fragile glass, easily shattered?
He gazed at the night sky, lost in thought.
After a long while, he seemed to come to a conclusion: perhaps it was because Zhu Ziqing was his legal wife that this special status made his deepest emotions surge so intensely when he faced her, and his body had such an uncontrollable reaction.