For a mont, they locked eyes, the air flowing slowly between them.
Han Xi had just woken up, finally having a morning where she could sleep in, but Fang Zhou’s reaction seed a bit much.
She turned her head and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Her voice was gentle, like freshly harvested cotton in autumn—soft and without edges.
In that mont, Fang Zhou felt as if he had been transported back to two years ago, when he was still working at Han Xi’s company and they were about to head out together.
The usually strong and independent Han Xi would, upon waking in the morning, act like a little girl—cuddly and wanting hugs.
Sotis, she’d even need a kiss from Fang Zhou to get out of bed.
Back then, happiness was so simple. Even eating breakfast together and leaving for work together made life feel full of promise.
Dazed for a mont, Fang Zhou finally ca back to his senses, turning his head and saying in a low voice, “Why are you in my bed?”
Damn it! Don’t try to seduce with your beauty!
Han Xi chuckled softly, her bold and playful gaze wandering over his body, tracing his muscles with her eyes.
“What do you think?”
Feeling her impudent gaze, Fang Zhou glanced down at himself, realizing he was stark naked!
And the cool breeze touching certain areas made it all too clear.
His eyes widened as he turned to look at Han Xi, utterly shocked.
“There’s no way I asked you to co!”
Sothing’s not right!
A few days ago, I was just using five fingers, and now this?
Besides, wasn’t I drinking with Li Siming and the others last night?
How did Han Xi end up in my house?
Did we really do... that?
“If you didn’t invite , how could I have gotten in?”
Han Xi gave him a aningful look, sitting up straight. The blanket slid off, revealing her curvaceous figure.
Despite her tall, slender fra, the tight-fitting tank top highlighted her well-endowed figure.
The sight was too alluring, and Fang Zhou stared, then quickly looked away, scolding himself: What are you looking at? You’ve seen it all before!
But Fang Zhou couldn’t believe he would make a drunken call. He found his phone on the table and unlocked it while denying, “There’s no way I called you. I...”
Mid-sentence, he was stunned into silence.
His eyes widened as he looked at the call log showing a call to Han Xi at midnight, utterly dumbfounded.
Damn it! There really was a call to Han Xi!
A faint smile appeared on Han Xi’s lips as she softly said, “See? The evidence is clear.”
Having given up on more sleep, she got out of bed, looking for her clothes.
Rembering Fang Zhou’s alcohol sll from last night, which had clung to her, she suddenly didn’t want to wear the sa clothes.
She turned to Fang Zhou and asked, “I want to take a shower. Do you have any extra clothes I can wear?”
Fang Zhou couldn’t figure out if he had dread last night or if he had really gotten so drunk.
But Han Xi couldn’t possibly have been at the restaurant last night and just happened to bring him ho.
Suppressing his confusion, he found a clean set of clothes and handed them to Han Xi.
“Go ahead. There are new towels and toothbrushes in the cabinet outside the bathroom.”
Once Han Xi went into the bathroom and closed the door, Fang Zhou took out his phone and called Li Siming.
After many rings, Li Siming answered, sounding groggy and annoyed.
“Hello? Who is it? Calling so early, ruining my dream!”
Suppressing his irritation, Fang Zhou said, “It’s , Fang Zhou.”
Hearing his na, Li Siming was even less polite, asking loudly, “What do you want? I drank too much last night and my head hurts.”
“How did I get ho last night? What ti did I get back?”
Fang Zhou’s tone was serious, but Li Siming didn’t catch on.
“Around 11:30, I think. Called a driver to take you ho!”
Getting a definite answer, Fang Zhou felt his heart sink.
“Got it.”
He hung up and stared blankly at the bathroom door, knowing Han Xi was in there showering.
So, it really was who called her, invited her in, and welcod her.
Damn it!
Drunken stupidity always leaves clueless, not knowing what I’d done.
He recalled that ti in the mountains, waking to see a man and thinking he’d been taken advantage of.
Now, his drunken blunders had beco reality.
His mind was a ss, not knowing what to do or what he could do.
Apologize to Han Xi?
She seed calr than he was, not needing his apology.
Compensate her?
Han Xi was already worth billions, lacking nothing.
Beg on his knees, pleading for rcy?
Not gonna happen, he was a man!
Own up to it!
Besides, Han Xi probably didn’t like n who grovel.
Fang Zhou felt overwheld, his thoughts a tangled ss.
He slowly found his clothes, got dressed, and started searching for food in the house.
Waking up hungry, he decided to make so noodles for her.
Maybe after eating, he’d figure sothing out.
He worked quickly, and within ten minutes, two bowls of noodles were ready.
Just as Han Xi finished her shower, now wearing Fang Zhou’s blue shirt and shorts.
“Slls good.”
Drying her hair with a towel, she looked toward the kitchen.
Fang Zhou placed the noodles on the table and grabbed chopsticks.
“Eat first, then dry your hair.”
Two steaming bowls of egg noodles sat on the table, the aroma filling the room, adding a touch of holiness.
Han Xi’s heart stirred, realizing it had been a long ti since she’d eaten Fang Zhou’s cooking.
“What made you want to cook today?”
She walked to the table, her eyes sparkling with sothing.
Fang Zhou scratched his head, laughing nervously, “Breakfast around here isn’t great. Better to cook myself.”
“Are you going to the office later? If you don’t want to eat, you can grab sothing on the way.”
Honestly, since joining the dating show, Fang Zhou rarely cooked. He wasn’t sure how good these noodles were.
Unexpectedly, Han Xi sat down, a faint smile on her face.
“I’ll eat this.”
If possible, she’d like to keep eating it forever.
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