Chapter 8 Cunning Old Fox

• He carried her into the bedroom and put her down on the bed the moment they reached the base.
• Their bodies continued to melt against each other.
• In a flash, her dress landed on the floor, exposing the black bra she was wearing.
• He unclasped it in a swift motion and removed it.
• Her body was exactly as he remembered three years ago.
• Every inch of his being was aroused.
• He took her into his mouth and nibbled... sucked... savoring every moment.
• Her moans were the catalyst to the awakening of his deepest primal urges.
• His pants were getting tighter and he fought hard to resist. His lips trailed down the length of her sternum, to her stomach... and beyond.
• He did not want to repeat his mistake three years ago, where he only gave her pain.
• Bai Rong's skin prickled at his touch. She felt a sensation that she had never felt before and it scared her. It felt like a stream of warm liquid was welling up somewhere inside her, ready to erupt.
• “Xuyan, softer.” Bai Rong said as she quivered.
• Gu Mingchen froze and stopped his actions. With a frown, he looked at her flushed face with his unfathomable dark eyes.
• Her eyes were shut and her lashes fluttered.
• He realized a serious problem. She did not know who he was.
• Gu Mingchen's eyes narrowed and his brows furrowed. Fretfully, he stood up.
• A part of his body was already erecting firmly.
• Gu Mingchen took large strides towards the bathroom and turned on the tap.
• As cold water ran down the top of his head, his expression darkened.
• He stayed under the shower until the tension in him subsided.
• When he walked out, Bai Rong had already fallen asleep and her clothes were still strewn across the floor.
• Her long, slender legs were slightly bent. He could see her abs. Sexy, enchanting, yet cold.
• He put on her clothes for her and rested her head gently on the pillow.
• After covering Bai Rong with a blanket, Gu Mingchen sat at the bedside with his gaze fixated on her.
• It was quiet inside the room, as though the passionate scene earlier was only a dream.
• It was him who ruined her first time three years ago.
• Am I the reason that her relationship with her husband is so estranged?
• Gu Mingchen suddenly felt a rush of guilt towards Bai Rong.
• Just when he got up and walked out of the room, Lieutenant Shang handed him a birth-control pill and said, “Chief, if she takes this within 72 hours, she won't get pregnant.”
• Gu Mingchen's brows furrowed. “She doesn't need this.”
• “Is she on her safe period of the month?” Lieutenant Shang asked in surprise.
• Gu Mingchen shot him a cold stare. The chilliness was like a dagger piercing through him.
• Lieutenant Shang did not dare to look at him and lowered his head.
• Glancing at the pill in Lieutenant Shang's hands, Gu Mingchen had an unreadable look in his eyes. “I didn't touch her.”
• “What?” Lieutenant Shang was momentarily stunned.
• So the chief has not gotten his fill yet. How unfortunate...
• He had no idea how the chief managed to be so good at practicing abstinence.
• “Arrange for a female servant to take care of her. And you, forget about everything tonight.” Gu Mingchen ordered.
• “Noted.” Lieutenant Shang answered.
• “Also, get her some cosmetics. The most expensive ones.” Gu Mingchen added.
• “OK.” Lieutenant Shang eyed his chief suspiciously.
• What is chief thinking? Not only did he not take what she willingly offered him, he is buying things for this woman instead?
• He could not understand at all.
• When Bai Rong woke up the next morning, her head was throbbing from a bad hangover.
• She sat up and looked around.
• The rug was army green.
• There were two books sitting neatly on the bedside table. One of them was closed and had a bookmark between the pages, whereas the other was a book in Russian filled with notes.
• There was also a bookshelf full of books facing the bed. Two baskets were hanging at its side with a red flag and dozens of trophies.
• Rich masculinity filled the room.
• It's not my room.
• Bai Rong creased her brows. Her last memory was that of Liu Yan handing her a glass of water... And nothing that happened after.
• She had a blackout from drinking too much.
• Just as she was standing up, a servant walked into the room with a tray of toiletries.
• Bai Rong was bewildered. “Who are you? Why am I here?”
• The servant smiled at Bai Rong and said, “Chief told me to take care of you last night. Here are your toiletries.”
• “Chief?” Bai Rong had no recollection of that.
• “Yup! Why don't you wash up first?” Qin opened the bathroom door and placed the toiletries on the countertop.
• Bai Rong walked into the bathroom doubtfully, and that's when she saw a row of neatly arranged men's grooming products on the countertop.
• She felt oddly awkward.
• She had slept on a man's bed last night.
• When Bai Rong looked at herself in the mirror, she got a shock.
• There were dark circles under her eyes; her fake eyelashes had fallen off; her face was smudged with the makeup she had on last night.
• She immediately washed her face and brushed her teeth, but the dark circles stayed stubbornly under her eyes.
• Just then, someone placed a bottle of cleansing oil in front of her.
• Bai Rong looked up, and met with Gu Mingchen's profound eyes. Those striking eyes beneath his thick eyebrows gave him a naturally commanding presence.
• She could recognize the man at first sight. He is the chief who saved me that day! Damn it... How did I get here?
• She remembered nothing on how she got here.
• “Sorry, I must have been so drunk last night.” Bai Rong apologized.
• “It's ok.” His voice sounded hoarse. “You can wash your face with this cleansing oil.”
• “Thanks.” Bai Rong accepted the bottle.
• He placed the set of women's cosmetics that he was holding on the countertop. “Use these too. I don't use women's products.” Gu Mingchen left the bathroom after he said that.
• The cosmetics' brand caught Bai Rong's attention. They were all products of Guerlain.
• One bottle of 30 ml moisturizer would cost more than 500.
• It was definitely not something she could afford.
• She walked out of the bathroom with the bag of cosmetics and found the man sitting on the sofa, straight and elegant.
• He was completely absorbed in reading the book in Russian.
• On the coffee table in front of the sofa lies the porridge, doughnut stick, milk, and soup.
• Bai Rong walked to him, but the man did not even lift up his head, as though she was not there.
• “Errr... I cannot accept this.” Bai Rong dropped the bag of cosmetics next to the sofa.
• He was still focused on the book. It seemed like he just wanted to ignore her.
• Bai Rong felt very awkward and was about to leave. Just when she took a step towards the door, Gu Mingchen's deep voice came from behind, “Finish up the food on the table before you leave.”
• Hearing that, she looked towards Gu Mingchen, but he was still not looking at her.
• If it wasn't for the fact that they were the only two people in the room, she would have thought that he was speaking to someone else.
• Bai Rong sat down at the table.
• “The bowl of soup at the side helps with your hangover. Drink that first.” Gu Mingchen said again.
• Bai Rong eyed him doubtfully.
• He was obviously not looking at her. But why did she feel like he knew everything?
• Her head was indeed still throbbing, so she finished the bowl of soup quickly.
• Bai Rong was still very suspicious.
• Gu Mingchen was behaving so strangely towards her. Could it be that she said something while she was drunk yesterday?
• “Did I say anything inappropriate while I was drunk yesterday?” Bai Rong was worried.
• He flipped a page gracefully and replied nonchalantly, “What kind of inappropriate do you think you would have said?”
• Did I really say something?
• A blush of embarrassment spread across Bai Rong's cheeks.
• She forced an awkward smile on her face and said. “I heard from my friend that I tend to spout nonsense when I am drunk. Please don't take anything I said seriously.”
• Gu Mingchen finally lifted his head and shot a cold glance at her with his unreadable dark eyes. Her nervousness and embarrassment were shown clearly on the face.
• That put Bai Rong on the edge.