Chapter 1652 - 668: Fumel

Chapter 1652: Chapter 668: Fumel

Zhou Wang was initially startled as well.

But soon enough, Zhou Wang realized something was wrong.

The sense of unease wasn’t due to Zhou Wang’s observation skills but rather a logical flaw.

Although he’d only been staying at the manor for less than a week, he wasn’t alone on this trip to Korea. For safety reasons, he had not only contacted the Tyrant Security branch in Korea in advance but also brought along his strongest bodyguard team.

Before he moved into this manor, he believed that Gao Xing or Qu Peining should have already fulfilled their duties, checking every corner of the manor and addressing any hidden dangers.

It’s possible that at this very moment, Qu Peining or Gao Xing were silently guarding him from outside the door or from another corner.

While it’s unclear about Qu Peining, Gao Xing’s loyalty on the resume hadn’t decreased, so Zhou Wang subconsciously didn’t believe there would be any danger in this manor. Otherwise, no matter how drunk he was, he wouldn’t really risk his life by playing some pointless adventure game...

He dared to fool around with Miss Di precisely because of this confidence.

So after the initial fright, Zhou Wang quickly relaxed and allowed the trembling Miss Di to hug him tightly, while he reopened the flashlight function on his phone and shone it on the wall.

As the light brightened, revealing everything, Zhou Wang couldn’t help but be momentarily stunned.

Oh my goodness...

He barely held back from laughing out loud.

At that moment, sensing Zhou Wang wasn’t rushing to escape but showing signs of moving forward, Miss Di immediately clung tightly to Zhou Wang.

"Don’t... Zhou Wang, there’s something wrong with this attic, truly something wrong. Let’s hurry and run away, or call the police..."

Miss Di babbled, her head tucked like a quail into Zhou Wang’s embrace.

"It’s alright, um, how should I put it... What’s on the wall might be slightly different from what you think. Why not open your eyes a bit and take a look?"

"No!"

Miss Di shook her head vehemently at first.

"Really, trust me, I’m right here. If you just open your eyes a little bit, you’ll find things aren’t what you imagined at all..."

Zhou Wang persistently persuaded, gently stroking her smooth back.

After a while, perhaps sensing nothing had happened, Miss Di, who had a mature mind, slowly calmed down. Also, she felt she hadn’t misheard; Zhou Wang’s tone seemed to harbor a hint of... wicked humor?

This reminded her of the night in Paris. After Zhou Wang unexpectedly kissed her, he said, "Sister, you smell so good." That sentence had the same vibe.

So, under suspicion, Miss Di finally turned her head slightly, as Zhou Wang suggested, and quietly opened her eyes a bit.

She glanced once and closed them again, then slowly opened them once more. As her vision cleared, her eyes widened, and a blush quietly spread from the nape of her neck.

What... what kind of nonsense is this?!

Miss Di, a top domestic actress who has been in the industry for over ten years, has weathered the storms of the entertainment circle, and naturally doesn’t associate herself with "simple."

But she debuted at 21. Due to her career and status, and her low-key nature, she has very little experience in this area.

To date, she has had no confirmed public relationships.

So even though she promptly realized what those "instruments" were for, and knew there was a unique niche within relationships, it was her first time seeing these things in reality...

Her mind went blank at once.

And at this point, unable to contain his curiosity, Zhou Wang had already pulled the puppet-like Miss Di up to the wall and began scrutinizing the various tools up close.

"Oh wow, there’s even an eggplant this big..."

"I was narrow-minded before; I always thought there were only fox tails, didn’t expect cow tails and horse tails too... Damn, this person’s tastes are really intense!"

"This wooden horse seems to be hand-crafted, doesn’t require electricity. Impressive!"

"Hmm, the material of this whip is very special. It doesn’t seem to hurt much when used..."

As Zhou Wang began to comment one by one, Miss Di beside him finally recovered but felt overwhelmed.

Her face flushed with redness, she broke free from Zhou Wang’s hand and tried to cover her face and run away without a word.

But as she turned around, she kicked something, and with a cry, she fell backwards. Zhou Wang, who tried to catch her, was caught off guard and lost balance as well, ending up with a chaotic series of steps, and they both fell precisely onto the snowy white bed in the center of the attic.

Poof!

All movements stopped instantly.

Zhou Wang was pressed on top of Miss Di, with one of her legs under the black lace dress pinned down by Zhou Wang, and the other bent slightly helplessly, swaying gently in the moonlight, shimmering with an ivory hue.

"Huff... huff..."

Only less than 10 cm separated their faces, and their intertwined light breathing echoed in the quiet attic.

But neither of them moved hastily.

Miss Di instinctively sensed danger from Zhou Wang’s subtly changed expression, from his increasingly rapid breathing... She felt that just giving a little sign that could cause "misunderstanding" would unleash a storm of primal passion.