My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 113 I Want to Be Your Woman

Zhu Ziqing stood behind Tan Haoyu, her eyes sparkling with unprecedented anticipation.

She took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind.

Suddenly, she stepped forward, took the initiative, and hugged Tan Haoyu tightly.

"Haoyu, I...miss you!" Zhu Ziqing's voice trembled slightly, but it couldn't hide the longing in her heart.

Tan Haoyu was slightly taken aback.

He then tried to break free from her embrace, maintaining his image as a virtuous gentleman.

"Ziqing, what you're doing isn't appropriate." His tone was restrained, but he couldn't hide the turmoil in his heart.

But how could Zhu Ziqing give up so easily?

She wrapped her arms around Tan Haoyu's waist even tighter, her eyes filled with desire: "Haoyu, I want to be close to you and become your woman."

Tan Haoyu's pupils suddenly contracted.

The defenses in his heart gradually crumbled under Zhu Ziqing's relentless "attack".

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil.

But a man's instincts are like a wild horse that has broken free of its reins, and can no longer be restrained.

Suddenly, Tan Haoyu exerted his strength.

He stretched out his long arm and pulled Zhu Ziqing tightly into his arms.

His gaze turned fiery, as if he wanted to burn Zhu Ziqing to ashes.

Immediately afterwards, he kissed her swiftly and fiercely.

With his powerful tongue, he forcefully pried open her teeth.

Then came an extremely passionate, almost wild kiss.

"Ugh..." Zhu Ziqing was completely disoriented by Tan Haoyu's sudden and fierce attack.

She was weak and powerless, and could only let Tan Haoyu ravage her lips and tongue.

Her breathing became rapid, her cheeks flushed, and she even had the thought of running away.

But Zhu Ziqing quickly made up her mind.

She closed her eyes tightly, and her hands, which were initially grasping at things helplessly, gradually became bolder.

She first stroked Tan Haoyu's body, feeling his firm muscles and burning body temperature.

Then, her fingers slipped under Tan Haoyu's clothes and touched his skin directly.

Provoked, Tan Haoyu kissed her even more fiercely.

His hand then slipped inside Zhu Ziqing's collar.

He gently stroked her skin.

Both of them were panting heavily, their desires rising rapidly.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became heated and ambiguous.

However, at this crucial moment...

Zhu Ziqing suddenly thought of what might happen next.

She remembered her best friend Li Siqi saying that the first time would be very painful.

This caused her to panic, and she instinctively began to struggle.

Tan Haoyu keenly sensed Zhu Ziqing's unusual behavior and immediately released her.

He said in a rough voice, "Ziqing, I still have work to do."

As he spoke, he pressed down on Zhu Ziqing's fidgeting hands, forcibly ending their intimate actions.

Zhu Ziqing felt wronged and depressed.

She felt she had done her best, but was rejected by Tan Haoyu.

Her eyes reddened slightly as she thought to herself, "What a stupid man!"

She even secretly plotted how to get revenge on him in the future.

After Zhu Ziqing left, Tan Haoyu sat back down at his desk.

On the surface, they appear to be focused on their work, but in reality, their inner world is turbulent.

His physical desires surged like a tide, desperately needing an outlet.

He knew Zhu Ziqing's intentions and felt her deep affection for him.

However, considering that Zhu Ziqing is currently experiencing the tragic incident of being framed two years ago.

He concluded that she was more grateful to him than genuinely in love with him at that moment.

Out of a sense of morality and respect, he was unwilling to take advantage of someone in distress.

"I can't do that," Tan Haoyu silently told himself.

He suppressed his inner desires and got up to go to the bathroom.

The cold water washed over his body and also calmed the restlessness in his heart.

After nearly two hours of rinsing with cold water, Tan Haoyu finally calmed down a little.

Meanwhile, Zhu Ziqing saw Tan Haoyu go to the shower room and angrily returned to her room.

He slammed the door shut with a "bang," walked straight to the bed, and threw himself onto it.

She stared at the ceiling, her eyes unblinking.

The embarrassing scene that had just happened in the study kept replaying in my mind.

Thinking about how much courage I had mustered, I took the initiative to step forward.

She was hoping to get closer to Tan Haoyu, but was rejected without hesitation.

Her cheeks flushed, and she felt both shy and embarrassed.

A sense of loss overwhelmed her completely.

She closed her eyes tightly, trying to banish those chaotic thoughts from her mind.

But the more she acted this way, the more forcefully Tan Haoyu kissed her.

The intense heat emanating from him became increasingly clear in her mind.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly shook her head, not daring to think any further.

Just then, the door was slowly pushed open a crack.

Tan Haoyu carefully squeezed in sideways.

He moved as lightly as a cat, taking each step carefully, afraid of making the slightest noise to wake Zhu Ziqing.

In fact, Zhu Ziqing hadn't fallen asleep at all; her ears were constantly perked up, listening to the sounds outside.

When she heard Tan Haoyu come in, her heart skipped a beat.

Her frustration instantly turned into anger, and she thought to herself, "What's this man up to? He's cold to me during the day, but sneaks in at night. What's he pretending for!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Suddenly, she raised her foot and kicked Tan Haoyu, muttering, "So annoying! What are you doing in the middle of the night!"

Tan Haoyu was completely caught off guard by this move and was kicked squarely, causing him to flinch slightly.

He frowned, looked at Zhu Ziqing, sighed helplessly, and said in a low voice, "Stop messing around, I just came to see you."

Zhu Ziqing reluctantly withdrew her foot, her face as red as a ripe apple.

She turned her head away and retorted softly, "Who's making a scene? It's clearly you..."

Before he could finish speaking, his voice was so low it was like a mosquito's hum.

Tan Haoyu sat down on the edge of the bed, looking tenderly at Zhu Ziqing, and called out in a low, deep voice, "Zhu Ziqing..."

He paused, then continued, "I don't want you to do things against your conscience because of your status or any other reason. Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhu Ziqing's heart skipped a beat when she heard Tan Haoyu's words, and her anger dissipated considerably.

She blinked, and then she understood.

It turns out that Tan Haoyu was worried that her initiative tonight was just out of gratitude or some other reluctant reason, and not because she genuinely liked him.

Thinking of this, Zhu Ziqing felt a warmth in her heart.

She gently rolled over and moved to Tan Haoyu's side.

She reached out, pulled his arm under her head, and whispered, "Yes, I understand."

She silently added in her heart: I'm not doing this against my will, I really like you, I hope you can understand.

Tan Haoyu watched Zhu Ziqing's series of actions and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He reached out and gently rubbed Yao's head, his voice as soft as a spring breeze: "Then go to sleep."