I couldn’t help shaking my hand with the hair dryer. In order not to look flustered, I looked away and continued to dry my hair.
After a while, I felt his hand around my waist.
My body quivered.
I didn’t move and just sat there and continued to dry my hair.
His kiss fell on my wet hair, neck and shoulders.
Maybe because I was too nervous, I forgot to move my hand holding the hair dryer. I didn’t realize it until the hot air hit my scalp.
I quickly turned off the hair dryer.
Without the sound of the hairdryer, the whole room suddenly became quiet.
Without the interference of the hairdryer, Ming leaned closer to me and put his arm around my waist.
I sat there with my back stiff and I didn’t dare to move.
After a while, Ming’s hands finally began to unbutton my pajamas and his kiss became more and more passionate.
I turned my back to him and closed my eyes and seemed to be waiting.
When he took off my pajamas, he found that there was still a dress in it.
I suddenly heard him chuckle, “are you afraid of me?”
“I… I’m cold.” I bit my teeth.
I didn’t believe this lie.
“Oh.” Ming listened and asked tentatively, “are you going to take it off now?”
I sat there, struggling.
I didn’t want to.
I didn’t know if other people were like me. I didn’t want to have sex with people I didn’t love.
I didn’t feel anything.
At this moment, his kiss only made me feel terrible and disgusted.
Even though I didn’t speak, Ming started his own action. I just felt cold in the abdomen.
My clothes had been lifted.
I closed my eyes and did not move and waited for his next move.
But after a while, the cold in my abdomen did not spread.
Instead, my clothes were put down.
I opened my eyes and saw through the mirror that Ming had no action. He just sat behind me with his hands around me and smiled helplessly, “you look like you are going to the execution court, which makes me really can’t bear to force you.”
I looked down and apologized.
I was afraid that he would be angry and disappointed.
I wanted to live. I hoped Sean had a good life. I wanted to protect Lester.
“It’s OK.” Ming lifted the quilt. “Let’s sleep. Can I sleep with you in my arms?”
His voice was gentle. He could force me but he asked for my opinion.
It was like nothing had changed.
I nodded. “I dry my hair.”
With that, I picked up the hair dryer again. As soon as I opened it, Ming took the hair dryer from my hand and said, “I’ll help you.”
I was surprised.
Ming just held the hair dryer and helped me dry my hair slowly.
His movements were gentle.
I remembered that he had washed my hair.
If I didn’t know those things and nothing happened today, maybe I would accept him.
It was a pity.
It wasn’t until my hair was completely dry that he put the hair dryer down and seriously said, “we can sleep.”
I wanted to say thank you subconsciously, but as soon as I said it, I thought of something.
It was too late to shut up.
Ming pressed me directly on the pillow. He looked down at me. His clear eyes were ambiguous.
I was nervous. I watched his handsome face getting closer and closer to me, and I became more and more nervous.
His hot breath spilled on my face.
I closed my eyes nervously.
A hot and humid kiss fell on my forehead.
As I waited for the kiss to continue, I heard him say, “do you want me to continue?”
I quickly opened my eyes and looked at Ming.
He sat up.
When I opened my eyes, he sat next to me and covered me. Then he lay down and put his arm around my waist. He held me in his arms and said, “don’t worry. I can wait until we get married.”
I knew this was the deadline he gave me.
I couldn’t escape then.
The next morning, Ming took me to Linda’s office. When I was getting off the car, he said, “I’ll pick you up in the evening. Accompany me to a party.”
“Listen to me.”
As soon as I was about to speak, Ming interrupted me.
I couldn’t refuse.
I could only nod and agree.
Linda came up after I went upstairs. She clasped her hands and said, “I didn’t believe it when you told me Ming was rich. Now I believe it.”
I knew she must have read the news of yesterday’s auction in Noah Center.
Now not only Linda but also the whole country knew about him.
“Is there anything I need to do?” I deliberately digressed the subject.
I didn’t want to involve Linda in this matter.
Linda just nodded, “yes!” She complained as she arranged. “I ask Becky, a famous designer and Ming’s fiancee, to be my assistant. I will be punished.”
“I am a jobless vagrant now, and I have to thank you for letting me have something to do. When our studio is established, I have no time to be your assistant.”
In fact, sometimes I really wanted to be busy.
In this way, I could not go home so early.
I worked all day. Ming called me downstairs in the afternoon.
He took me home and changed my clothes before he took me to the party.
I followed him to the door of the banquet hall.
Before entering, I heard the melodious sound of violin.
I stood outside and saw many familiar faces inside. Some people showed up in the front row of Noah Center that day.
Others were people who often appeared in financial news.
When we stood at the door, these people were talking in groups of two or three.
However, when Ming and I walked in, a man shouted, “President Jessop!”
At this time, everyone looked at the door.
The people immediately came to the door and surrounded us.
I heard all kinds of flattery.
Ming responded one by one.
The crowd dispersed and I just stood there with Ming. Many people toasted him and asked about cooperation.
It seemed that Ming changed from an unknown doctor to a famous man overnight.
And everyone knew what he was.
I stood next to Ming and was like a doll with a smile mask.