Chapter 191: Harmonious Relationships Between Men and Women

ern suburbs of the capital city.It was already evening, and the night had begun to fall. The train lights were unusually on, with most passengers being people heading home from work. Wang Zheng, full...Chapter 191: Harmonious Romantic Relationship

Upon hearing this, Wang Zheng trembled all over and looked at Song Ziyè in disbelief.

All along, he had thought that Song Ziyè was a spoiled young lady with ideals and independence. She was extremely beautiful, and she never lacked for male admirers. However, he did not expect that once this lady, who had never experienced romantic feelings before, fell in love, her emotions would erupt like a volcanic eruption, so intense and overwhelming.

Let's run away together.

In light of Song Ziyè's position and responsibilities, to be able to say such words indicated how deeply she was in love and just how strong her courage was.

"You can't leave, neither can I." Wang Zheng sighed softly. Clearly, he saw profound sorrow in Song Ziyè’s eyes.

Song Ziyè buried her head deep into Wang Zheng's arms once again. At this moment, she just wanted to feel the warmth and heartbeat of this man.

Perhaps, she no longer had the courage to say those words again.

In a few days, she would no longer be able to enjoy this comforting body temperature that gave her immense security. An unapproved relationship was destined not to have a good outcome from the very start.

The two held each other silently for quite some time before Wang Zheng gently rubbed Song Ziyè's hair and asked, "Are you eager to return to the capital"

"As long as you're here, I'm not in a rush." Song Ziyè was unclear about Wang Zheng’s intentions but still expressed her true feelings.

“I want to take you to a few places.” Wang Zheng stroked Song Ziyè's pretty and melancholic face with concern. “Before we return to the capital, can you be my girlfriend for several days”

Hearing this, Song Ziyè’s body trembled again. Tears once more clouded her beautiful eyes, followed by a heartbreaking smile.

"Sure, I'll do it for as long as needed."

Even though she said so, Song Ziyè knew that after returning to the capital, everything would revert back to its original state.

At this moment, how much did she hate the city where she had grown up.

However, it was still a relief. At least following these precious six days, they could spend a few more days together as official boyfriend and girlfriend.

Song Ziyè smiled faintly but tears streamed down her face: "I am satisfied."

This small town straddles the border of North Jiang Province and Ningxia. Although the environment was not great, it was situated between two provinces with a lot of traffic, leading to the emergence of thriving hotel industries.

It is clear that transportation can indeed foster the prosperity of a city.

The two men's clothing was somewhat worn out, making them quite noticeable as they walked through the town.

Song Ziyè was currently holding Wang Zheng’s arm and walking with a blissful smile on her face, clearly not caring about the looks from passersby.

However, their immediate concern was to find a hotel quickly to take a bath and change clothes. It had been six or seven days without changing clothes, but Wang Zheng didn’t mind it too much; it was Song Ziyè who could no longer bear her own state.

Jiahe Yajiu Hotel was the largest and most luxurious hotel in the area, reportedly reaching three-star standards. As soon as Wang Zheng and Song Ziyè entered, they were stopped by a security guard.

"May I ask what you two are here for" The young security guard seemed polite enough, but he clearly didn't know why these people dressed like this would come to the hotel and had to inquire about it; otherwise, letting them in without questioning might scare off other guests.

"We're here to stay at the hotel," Wang Zheng said as he pulled Song Ziyè closer. "Wearing like this doesn't mean we don't have money; we are cosplaying, do you understand cosplay"

"Understood, understood." The security guard quickly let them pass but couldn’t figure out which anime characters these two dirty guys were portraying.

Song Ziyè was smiling happily. Being with Wang Zheng always brought her joy.

"Book us two rooms," Wang Zheng said to the receptionist.

"Two rooms" The receptionist looked at Wang Zheng and then Song Ziyè, a bit puzzled.

"Just one room will do. Have you ever seen boyfriends and girlfriends staying in separate rooms Besides, I don't know where my ID is," Song Ziyè pinched Wang Zheng’s arm.

"And if we don’t sleep in your arms, I might not feel comfortable," Song Ziyè's voice was a bit loud; the receptionist rolled her eyes—couldn’t they be so overtly romantic in broad daylight

Hearing this, Wang Zheng felt an urge to nosebleed and held his nose while saying, "Okay then, let’s book one suite with a big bed."

After saying that, Wang Zheng saw Song Ziyè smiling sweetly beside him.

The hotel was fairly clean. As soon as they entered, Song Ziyè rushed into the bathroom and said, "I need to take a bath; otherwise, my body might start to mold."

Wang Zheng approached with a lecherous look and said, "I need a bath too, shall we wash together"

But Wang Zheng was pushed out by Song Ziyè, who firmly closed the door. She said, “Go buy us some clothes; otherwise, we won’t have anything to change into.”

"Alright," Wang Zheng felt his nosebleed coming back. "What size do you wear"

“Can't you tell” Song Ziyè’s voice suddenly became soft: “Just get something similar will be fine.”

Failing to achieve what he wanted, Wang Zheng shrugged helplessly and said, “Alright then. I’ll go buy them; you have to change in front of me, though."

As soon as Wang Zheng stepped out the door, he rushed to a clothing store like a whirlwind.

Song Ziyè turned on the shower and let hot water pour down. Stripping off his clothes, he admired his fine body steaming with mist, tears welling up in his eyes.

With a bitter smile, he shook his head and started cleaning himself meticulously, making sure not to miss any spot.

Within twenty minutes, Wang Zheng had returned, carrying seven or eight bags. At this point, Song Ziyè hadn't finished bathing yet.

Wang Zheng knocked on the bathroom door: "I've bought your clothes. You can't change them now; wait until they're dried after you wash."

"It's fine, I know."

The bathroom door opened a crack at this moment. Song Ziyè stuck his head out and said, "I'm done washing, come in to take your turn."

When Wang Zheng opened the door, he was met with an incredibly shocking scene that made his eyes bulge!

Song Ziyè stood barefoot on the ground, revealing his long, fair and curvaceous legs. Without clothes to change into, he had only wrapped a thin towel around himself, which did nothing to conceal his prominent peaks or their alluring contours.

Seeing Wang Zheng staring open-mouthed, Song Ziyè's face flushed red: "Is it beautiful"

"Beautiful," Wang Zheng gulped. "Too beautiful."

"Quickly go take your bath." Song Ziyè couldn't bear Wang Zheng’s gaze either; her cheeks blazed hot as she hurried to leave.

As they brushed past each other, the faint fragrance from Song Ziyè wafted into Wang Zheng's nostrils, making his heart skip a beat.

Holding his nose, Wang Zheng rushed into the shower. No man could bear such a sight.

In just ten minutes, Wang Zheng came out too, similarly draped with a towel around his waist.

Song Ziyè was lying on her back watching TV in bed, legs tucked under the covers and half-buried breasts revealing much creamy skin and deep cleavage.

She wasn't being provocative; it was simply that her figure was too stunning for a small towel to fully conceal.

Song Ziyè had prepared everything ahead of time, but clearly she wasn’t as calm as she seemed. When Wang Zheng opened the bathroom door, her pretty face turned red all the way down her neck, and her chest heaved noticeably.

What could happen between a man and woman alone in a room was obvious to Song Ziyè.

The moment Wang Zheng saw Song Ziyè's captivating form, his towel began to tent up!

The ever-thick-skinned Wang Dabaobao, once faced with real combat, immediately felt a bit scared and even blushed.

Wang Zheng found that his posture as he set up the tent was too awkward, so he chuckled uncomfortably and turned around to face away from Song Ziniye.

But Song Ziniye didn't laugh; she clearly saw the縱橫交錯的傷疤 on Wang Zheng's body.

The scars were horrific yet incredibly striking.

So dazzlingly beautiful.

Song Ziniye felt heartache.

How much suffering had this man endured to earn such a body covered in scars

She lifted the blanket and slowly walked behind Wang Zheng, looking closely at the scars. Then she reached out her arms and circled around his chest, pressing her face against his back.

The only thing separating them now was a thin towel.

"How much pain have you endured" Tears welled up in Song Ziniye's eyes.

Wang Zheng held her hand but remained silent.

Song Ziniye pressed herself tightly against Wang Zheng, trying to warm the man who had suffered so much.

Feeling the body pressing against his back, with its soft touch massaging his body, Wang Zheng couldn't take it anymore and turned around, roughly tearing off Song Ziniye's towel!

To his surprise, her figure was even more alluring than when clothed. There stood Capital City’s top beauty before him, curves that could be described as devilishly seductive, making Wang Zheng feel like he would burst.

The high and elastic breasts with two points of rosy red standing playfully and sexily at the highest point, a flat stomach as smooth as silk, without any extra flesh, further down… Wang Zheng couldn't look anymore.

With beauty before him, he no longer needed to suppress his deep desires. He lifted Song Ziniye up by her waist and laid her down. Like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, he pressed himself onto her, lowering his head to suck in the rosy points.

Song Ziniye let out a soft moan as she wrapped her legs around Wang Zheng's waist, their two heated bodies rolling together.

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