Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 632 - 267. "Dewy Summer" is jealous...

The ’gift’ from the man, Wanxia wasn’t very willing to accept.

Features like ink brush strokes spread a faint smile, she had just showered, and the flush on her cheeks from the bathroom’s heat still lingered. When she smiled gently, it was a captivating beauty.

"I won’t reciprocate, anything that Mr. Gu gives can’t be cheap, just giving without taking is a loss." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The ambiguous relationship between them made gift-giving inappropriate.

Gu Shaozhi took the towel from the woman’s hand and placed it on her head, gently patting her long hair that was still dripping with water.

Deeply gazing at the pendant of the necklace, "I picked it up, didn’t cost much, besides, it was originally yours."

Wanxia was speechless, "...Picked up?"

After four years of absence, Mr. Gu’s style changed quite rapidly.

Gu Shaozhi said nothing, just continued to dry Wanxia’s hair, the bedroom quieted down, apart from the subtle rustling, there were no other noises.

Setting aside all entanglements, there was a peace in time’s stillness.

Once her hair was half-dry, Gu Shaozhi went to the bathroom to get a hairdryer.

The ’wooo-wooo-wooo’ sound broke the silence of the air; Wanxia seemed to faintly hear the man say something, but she couldn’t make it out.

Looking up at him, she asked, "Were you talking to me?"

Those autumn-water eyes, clean and clear.

Gu Shaozhi’s lips curved into a barely noticeable arc, his slender fingers parted the stray hair from the woman’s forehead, calmly lying, "No."

Wanxia thought she might have been hallucinating, "Go take a shower, I’m a bit sleepy."

She wanted to get into bed to sleep, but as soon as she stood up, the man pressed her shoulders back onto the sofa, "Dry it before sleeping, or you’ll get a headache."

The man’s actions were not rough; Wanxia was simply unprepared, and with a gentle push, she ultimately fell onto the sofa.

Wanxia was certainly not one to be easily subdued, her temper flared immediately, "I like sleeping like this, is it any of your business?"

It was a very impatient tone.

Gu Shaozhi’s handsome features remained unmoved, only his eyes deepened a bit more than usual, "Try moving again?"

Wanxia didn’t take the man’s words seriously, pushing away his arm, she got up and walked inside.

Gu Shaozhi calmly pulled her into his arms, holding her chin with one hand, he lowered his head and kissed the flushed lips elegantly and with ease.

The sudden kiss caught Wanxia off guard, leaving her completely dumbfounded.

He kissed deeply, the person in his arms leaned backward under the pressure. As she seemed to wake from the unexpected kiss, her once-soft body began to grow cold, turning rigid.

However, the woman made no attempt to struggle or escape; between their bodies, only thin clothing lay, her every reaction was clear and unshielded.

Gu Shaozhi thought, she must have done it on purpose.

Intentionally making him clearly feel her rejection, including the stiffness caused by his touch.

Even if it was a one-sided kiss, the sweet fragrance of her lips intoxicated him, but he knew he couldn’t continue and should stop.

Gu Shaozhi released the stiff Wanxia and pressed her back into the sofa. The fire in his dark eyes had extinguished the moment he noticed her tightly clenched fingers.

His cold and sharp features remained expressionless, as he gave her a deep look, lightly parting his thin lips to say the two words, "欠吻" (unfulfilled kiss).

The atmosphere in the bedroom changed its flavor.

Wanxia’s numb state hadn’t yet recoiled—how she got pressed into the sofa was the way she still sat.

The ’wooo-wooo-wooo’ sound of the hairdryer resumed, occasionally the tips of her hair brushed against her cheeks, causing slight pain, yet Wanxia had no reaction.

With drooping eyes, she dazedly watched the shadow on the ground.

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After drying Wanxia’s hair, Gu Shaozhi silently took his pajamas into the bathroom.

The sound of pattering water woke Wanxia from her stupor.

Rising, she went to the bed, lifted the thin blanket, and lay under the covers.

Even knowing she couldn’t sleep, she would still close her eyes.

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Morning.

The oppressive feeling behind her disappeared, Wanxia heard the man leave the room and shut the door, opening her eyes, revealing exhaustion and confusion in her pupils.

The weather was good, sunlight spilled into the bedroom, its light bright and gentle.

Wanxia lay on her side, able to see the leaves outside the floor-to-ceiling window, already starting to turn yellow.

Her gaze was distant, murmuring softly, "Let it end before winter comes."

Half an hour later, she got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

The washbasin had a transparent glass filled with water, with a prepared toothbrush laid across its mouth, toothpaste already applied.