After getting into the car, Zhu Suosuo said, "Sorry to keep you waiting."
But then she realized the man wasn't in the car.
"Um, where's your boss?"
Looking at Da Mao starting the car, Zhu Suosuo asked.
"The boss is still sleeping."
Hearing that Zhao Tianhao was still sleeping, Zhu Suosuo was puzzled. Da Mao knew what Zhu Suosuo was going to ask and continued.
"This is what the boss instructed yesterday."
"Oh!"
"So where are we going?" Zhu Suosuo asked again.
"The boss stayed at Tomson Riviera last night, we're going there."
Da Mao explained.
Hearing about Tomson Riviera, Zhu Suosuo had never been there, only knowing that the houses there were incredibly expensive.
Although she wanted to own her own house, she had never even imagined going there; it was practically wishful thinking.
Half an hour later, the car entered the detached villa area of Tomson Riviera.
Zhu Suosuo gazed curiously at the surroundings.
She entered Zhao Tianhao's villa.
Looking at the elegant villa environment—the artificial hill, the outdoor swimming pool, and so on—
"If I could have a house like this, I'd die happy," she thought.
Zhu Suosuo thought.
After getting out of the car, Zhu Suosuo followed Da Mao into the house.
She noticed several women dressed similarly to Da Mao standing in the villa.
"The boss is on the second floor," Da Mao reminded her, seeing Zhu Suosuo looking around at the vast villa's interior.
Zhu Suosuo reluctantly looked away and followed Da Mao to the master bedroom.
Da Mao opened the door, gesturing for Zhu Suosuo to enter.
Zhu Suosuo didn't think much of it, assuming Zhao Tianhao was already up and waiting for her inside.
But upon entering, she found Zhao Tianhao fast asleep, wrapped in blankets, on a large bed that could easily fit ten people.
The fox she had seen the previous night was lying not far from Zhao Tianhao. He opened his eyes, glanced at Zhu Suosuo, then closed them again.
Zhu Suosuo was a little puzzled by the size of the bed. Was this a luxury for the wealthy? It certainly was extraordinary. Little did she know she would understand later.
Zhu Suosuo walked to the bedside, looking at Zhao Tianhao who was still sleeping. She didn't know whether to call him or not, feeling somewhat at a loss.
What if he was grumpy in the morning?
Just as Zhu Suosuo was wondering whether to leave, a large hand reached out from under the covers and pulled her onto the bed.
"Ah!" Zhu Suosuo exclaimed, falling onto the bed.
Zhao Tianhao pulled back the covers, pulling Zhu Suosuo into his arms, the blanket covering them both.
"You're here."
Zhao Tianhao smiled, looking at Zhu Suosuo's carefully applied makeup.
"Mm."
Zhu Suosuo was a little shy.
This was the first time she had been so intimate with a man; even his breath brushed against her face.
Zhao Tianhao looked at Zhu Suosuo, her face flushed, both adorable and captivating, and leaned forward to kiss her red lips.
"Mmm,"
Zhu Suosuo only struggled instinctively for a moment before giving up.
Last night's events were the fuse that broke Zhu Suosuo.
She desperately wanted to escape that cage as soon as possible.
And Zhao Tianhao was her hope.
She dared not refuse, nor did she want to.
Seeing that Zhu Suosuo didn't struggle, Zhao Tianhao knew what to do.
He pried open Zhu Suosuo's teeth, his large tongue brazenly conquering her small mouth.
Zhu Suosuo wrapped her arms around Zhao Tianhao's neck, responding awkwardly yet willingly.
This was her first kiss.
Zhao Tianhao's large hands roamed over her white legs.
Zhu Suosuo's legs were her absolute favorite; she'd been eyeing them for a long time.
Today, Zhu Suosuo was wearing super short shorts.
This made it easier for Zhao Tianhao's large hands to roam freely.
After enjoying the smoothness of her perfect legs, Zhao Tianhao's hands moved to Zhu Suosuo's breasts.
He began kneading them through her clothes.
"Mmm, ah," Zhu Suosuo moaned softly, her body shifting restlessly. Zhao Tianhao released Zhu Suosuo's red lips, not taking her immediately. He'd deal with it later; he wouldn't let Zhu Suosuo leave tonight.
"Help me put my clothes on," Zhao Tianhao said, kissing Zhu Suosuo's red lips. Then, he pulled back the blanket covering them.
"Ah!"
Zhu Suosuo gasped, looking at Zhao Tianhao's erect, large penis.
It was huge.
Da Mao, who was outside the door, came in with Zhao Tianhao's clothes for the day and handed them to Zhu Suosuo.
Zhu Suosuo was a little shy.
She was clearly uncomfortable being seen so intimately held in Zhao Tianhao's arms, even though she was a woman herself.
Zhu Suosuo had been independent since childhood; having lived under someone else's roof, she had done all sorts of things.
Although she had never dressed a man before, she had seen it all before.
It wasn't like it hadn't been shown on TV.
Zhu Suosuo first took the underwear, her face flushed, and helped Zhao Tianhao put it on.
Zhao Tianhao looked at the shy Zhu Suosuo and found her quite cute.
Soon, the pants and clothes were on. Zhao Tianhao, wearing slippers, pulled Zhu Suosuo closer, hugged her, and kissed her again. Zhu Suosuo naturally didn't refuse.
"Let's go, let's go downstairs to eat."
Looking at the panting Zhu Suosuo, Zhao Tianhao smiled.
"Mmm."
Zhu Suosuo tried to get up from Zhao Tianhao's embrace, but found she had no strength.
Zhao Tianhao, still holding Zhu Suosuo's slender waist, went downstairs.
In the dining room on the first floor, the housekeeper had already prepared breakfast.
Zhao Tianhao sat down to eat.
He let Zhu Suosuo sit in his lap.
At the same time, Da Mao brought over the backlog of documents and the computer.
Zhao Tianhao held Zhu Suosuo, his large hand playing with her breasts.
His right hand checked various emails from the company on the computer.
Zhu Suosuo had no appetite.
She had never experienced anything like this before, being held in someone's arms, having her breasts played with.
She didn't feel any disgust at all.
Zhu Suosuo, you're hopeless.
"Why aren't you eating? Doesn't it suit your taste?"
Zhao Tianhao asked knowingly.
"No,"
Hearing Zhao Tianhao's question, Zhu Suosuo didn't dare say, "Don't touch my breasts." She forced herself not to think about the strange feeling in her body and ate breakfast. From a distance, the scene looked perfectly harmonious.
Two lovers, inseparable, cuddled together.
The woman ate breakfast, a "sweet" smile on her face.
The man, holding the woman, worked diligently.
Unbeknownst to them, the woman's smile was shy, while the man's large hand was kneading and playing with her breasts.
After reviewing the documents, Zhao Tianhao signed them.
He handed them to Da Mao.
Then they ate breakfast.
After finishing breakfast, Zhao Tianhao had just finished processing the electronic documents.
He touched Zhu Suosuo's fair, smooth legs.
He enjoyed the silky smoothness.
Zhu Suosuo was still in the master bedroom on the second floor when her phone rang in her bag.
Hearing this from the second floor, Sanmao went into her room and took out her bag.
She tossed it to Da Mao downstairs.
Da Mao handed the bag to Zhu Suosuo.
"Thank you," Zhu Suosuo said to Da Mao. Then she took out her phone, saw it was Jiang Nansun, glanced at the man touching her breasts and thighs, and said,
"My best friend."
"Answer it."
Zhao Tianhao lifted Zhu Suosuo's shirt.
Her bra came off.
Zhu Suosuo, a little shy, tried to cover herself, looking at Da Mao and the others.
Realizing they weren't looking, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Remembering her ringing phone, Zhu Suosuo quickly answered.
And Zhao Tianhao, at just the right moment, opened his mouth and bit her nipple.
"Ah!"
Zhu Suosuo screamed.
"Why did it take you so long? Are you alright?"
Jiang Nansun's voice, tinged with sadness, came through the phone. Hearing Zhu Suosuo's scream, she asked with concern.
"Uh, I, I'm fine. What's wrong, Nansun?"
Zhu Suosuo finished speaking, looking pitifully at Zhao Tianhao, pleading with him to be gentle. Zhao Tianhao stuck out his tongue and kept licking her already erect nipple. His large tongue circled around it.
"Where are you? I had a fight with my dad."
Jiang Nansun asked casually, her mind currently absorbed in her own sadness.
After a pause, as if making a decision, Jiang Nansun said...
"I'm going to get a haircut, will you come with me?"
"What does your argument with your dad have to do with getting a haircut? Ugh, are you crazy? You want a short haircut? What kind of haircut do you want? A perm?"
"Are you alright?"
Hearing Zhu Suosuo's strange voice, Jiang Nansun questioned.
"I'm fine, tell me what you're doing first. I'm cutting my nails, I found some meat."
"You don't need to cut them yourself, I'll take you to a manicure."
"Tell me what you're doing first. Um, you really want to get a haircut?"