The Blind Date Went To the Wrong Room, But Was Confessed By the Other Party

The moonlight is like water, and there is a breeze passing by outside the window, in the bedroom of a certain apartment in Zijin Community.

Men lie in bed to stretch their body after taking a bath half an hour ago. After every boxing or exercising, their muscles will be a little sore and stiff, but this is why many people love to exercise.

It's just this huge double bed, but now he is the only one lying in the bed, and there is still the sound of water in the bathroom.

Jiang Xiyao wet her hair with shampoo in the bathroom, and rubbed her head a little while tilting her head.

Her face was a little red from the steam, and her eyes were very tender, as if thinking about what was going to happen next.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Xiyao, who looked a little wet, came out of the bathroom wearing a bath towel, and hung the wet towel after wiping her hair on the shelf.

Seeing that the light in the bedroom has not been turned off, he let out a deep breath.

"Fangzheng? How about another day?"

The man replied in the bedroom: "Don't be rude, say good massage!"

Jiang Xiyao felt that the man was a bit rascal, changed into pajamas, walked to the bedroom door, and said helplessly:

"Are you a rascal or I'm a rascal? I said that you are wearing clothes and I will massage you. How can I massage you when you take off like this?"

Fang Zheng saw Jiang Xiyao staring at him.

"I've already taken a shower, so I can't put my clothes back on."

He deliberately sighed heavily, turned over, and lay on the bed.

He murmured to himself: "Or don't massage the whole body, just press on the upper body. You can't go back after saying what Mr. Jiang said, right?"

Fang Zheng turned around and added with a smile: "And I'm wearing pajamas on my lap, don't worry."

Jiang Xiyao pursed her lips and stared at Fang Zheng, feeling that she was at a disadvantage again, and it seemed that she had to add a premise before speaking next time.

No way, Jiang Xiyao turned off the light in the bedroom. She originally wanted to turn on the desk lamp, but after thinking about it, she could simply turn it off.

After two clicks, the room was suddenly pitch black, and only a little moonlight could make people's eyes barely see the outlines of things around them.

"Xiyao, what are you doing so dark? Can you see it?"

"Shut up! Just lie down obediently!"

Although Jiang Xiyao's mouth was stubborn, she still slowly climbed into bed, after all, everything was said.

She sat beside Fangzheng, her legs turned to one side, and her slender fingers tried to rest on Fangzheng's sturdy back.

“Comfortable~”

Jiang Xiyao blushed: "Don't make strange noises, shut up!"

"Oh, I see."

"Then I'll start, don't talk, or I'm going to sleep."

"You know, let's get started."

It is expected that she is a big president who manages tens of thousands of employees. Whether she is traveling or in the company, she is always on the top, and no one dares to joke.

Don't tell anyone else to gossip with her.

Even when talking about formal work, you have to look carefully at Jiang Xiyao's face everywhere, never thought that it was just a change of scene and a different object of speech.

Her status as president was ruined all at once. Now not only is no one serving herself to see her own face, she also has to serve others to see other people's faces!

If this group of people in the company saw Jiang Xiyao's current appearance, they would not be shocked!

The woman's slender fingers slowly exerted force on Fangzheng's back. After all, she hadn't learned much about massage, so she could only try it. Suddenly, Fangzheng felt a coolness on his back.

"Hi! Xi Yao~"

Jiang Xiyao let out a long breath and blushed fiercely. She had never thought of giving a man a massage, why did she blurt it out in the boxing gym.

"Why? Didn't I tell you to stop talking?"

"Your hair is rubbing against my back, it's so cold."

"There are so many faults."

She climbed to the bedside table again and took a rubber band to tie her long hair into a ball before going back to Fangzheng to press his back.

"Stop talking, I'll press you to sleep for a while, and the company has something to do tomorrow."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Jiang Xiyao's hand slowly turned from Fangzheng's back to his arm, but when her fingers touched the thick arm, her heart trembled.

Because Fangzheng's arms are very strong to the touch, they feel very strong, and this man can't tell anything when he usually wears clothes.

Only when he took off his clothes did he realize that he was in a terrifyingly good shape.

Not just the muscles in the arms, but the day before yesterday, the two of them slept together on their birthday.

Jiang Xiyao found out that Fang Zheng still had abdominal muscles, eight!

It's just that she didn't think much about it at the time. In the past, Jiang Xiyao didn't think she was interested in men's muscles or anything, and she didn't feel too sexy.

But today I gave Fang Zheng a massage, and my fingers ran across the lines of those muscles.

The feeling in my heart was very different, itchy and numb, and the deer rammed.

Of course, it was also possible that she was very nervous because the man lying on the bed was Fang Zheng.

She pressed her fingers a little harder, and finally felt that she was getting used to it.

Fang Zheng suddenly said, "Stop pressing your arm, just push my back and it's over."

"Push back? Okay."

She exhaled softly, her heart beating like a drum the whole time.

He crossed his hands together and pushed them on Fangzheng's back a few times. Suddenly, he felt that it was awkward to use such force. It would be more convenient to sit directly on Fangzheng's back.

But this time it's amazing!

The man never thought of it! Jiang Xiyao let go like this all of a sudden?

In his heart, he thought that Jiang Xiyao had also been tired at the company for a day, so he would have to massage and tease her, and hurry up and get some rest and sleep.

The ghost knew that he was enjoying the last massage while lying in the bed, and suddenly felt that someone was sitting on his back! hot.

"Xiyao?! You..."

Jiang Xiyao bit her lower lip, her face was already flushed red, she twisted Fang Zheng's waist with her fingers: "Don't talk~!"

Fang Zheng, who was in pain, grinned: "Okay, okay! Tap it lightly! You can push it a few times."

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling that the situation was not right, who could stand it like this!

Jiang Xiyao also felt that this posture was strange, and hurriedly pushed it a few times, but the more she pushed, the more she felt that the man's state was not right.

"What's wrong, Fangzheng? Does it hurt to push? Why don't I take it lightly?"

The man did not speak.

"Fangzheng? What's the matter?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the man suddenly turned around, startling the woman, and the two watched him turn from lying down to face them.

"You...what are you doing? I'm going down and sleeping."

The woman's sixth sense had already made her realize that something was wrong, but just as she was about to escape from this place of right and wrong, Fang Zheng grabbed her arm.

Jiang Xiyao was taken aback.

The man pulled her into his arms.

The woman was pulled by this force and unconsciously lay on the boy's body. She sat on the man's stomach and her eyes widened.

The man and the woman were only one finger apart at the moment, their faces were almost pressed against each other, and they could even feel each other's breathing. Jiang Xiyao and Fang Zheng stared at each other with wide eyes.

Fangzheng said with difficulty and reluctance: "Don't press it, I can't help it anymore, don't you know how tempting you are?"

Jiang Xiyao's eyes are tender and tender, but her mouth is still strong: "Then why are you still holding my hand, let me down."

"Xiyao, did you do it on purpose?"

Jiang Xiyao blinked her eyes slowly, and smiled at the corner of her mouth. It was obviously intentional: "What about me? You make me uncomfortable, and I must make you uncomfortable too."

The woman said word by word, "But don't think about doing anything else! I advise you to let go now, or you will be more uncomfortable later."

Fang Zheng gritted his teeth, finally smiled, and let go of Jiang Xiyao.

"You win! Go down! Come on!"

Jiang Xiyao succeeded in her trick. She wanted to leave Fangzheng's body quickly, but when she returned to her position, her heart and body trembled, and the woman's face flushed red: "Fangzheng! What are you thinking in your head!"