Not an Angel - 29 Our Home

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On the return flight, Xu Zhuoran told Xu Anqi that he would be very busy these few days, and sure enough, he got off the plane and left with Zeng Mo's car. Xu Anqi watched the car drive away, feeling empty inside. Although they were traveling on Xu Zhuoran's private jet, there were quite a few people traveling with them, all of whom were Xu Zhuoran's bodyguards. Therefore, it was not appropriate for them to be too intimate. As a result, Xu Anqi hoped for Xu Zhuoran's affectionate behavior throughout the journey, but she was also afraid that he would go too far.
Xu Zhuoran could see through her little scheme, but it wasn't the right time to point it out to her. Although she already knew these things were unconventional, she certainly couldn't bear too many strange looks from outsiders. Therefore, he needed to make her dependent on him both emotionally and physically, so that she could completely get rid of those damned concepts of morality and immoral thoughts! Of course, it was still necessary to use some appropriate tactics.
Looking at the little guy staring longingly at the back of his car, Xu Zhuoran's lips unconsciously curled up. The little thing's pitiful appearance was really quite alluring, a different feeling from when he was lying on top of him, but it could still stir his heart.
To Zeng Mo, that smile was downright chilling. It was one of the few times he'd ever seen his boss smile so eerily, yet it somehow felt warm! Xu Zhuoran's smiles were usually either sinister or chilling; this sunny one was rare. Could it be the effect of this little beauty? Zeng Mo couldn't help but glance at Xu Anqi in the rearview mirror. Standing far away, her pitiful eyes were so endearing. She'd really grown up; the little girl had become a fairy descended from heaven. Zeng Mo sighed and looked away, only to be met with Xu Zhuoran's icy gaze in the rearview mirror. "How's the preparation for that house going?" The equally icy question interrupted his musings.
"The project is finished, and we're just doing the final touches. It should be completely completed by the day after tomorrow at the latest," Zeng Mo replied succinctly.
"There's no need to prepare for Anqi's birthday party at the new house on the 19th. Let's go to a hotel. Make the event as grand as possible, keep a close eye on the people, and don't avoid the media," Xu Zhuoran instructed clearly.
"Okay, sir." Zeng Mo took out his phone and started operating it skillfully. A few minutes later, he looked up and asked, "Does Miss Anqi's side also need to select some people to participate?"
"Let's wait and see what Angie thinks first."
The chilling effect of those words was no less than that smile just now. Zeng Mo was stunned for a moment before reacting and answering, "Yes."
Zeng Mo had never seen Xu Zhuoran care about other people's opinions, nor had he ever heard of Xu Zhuoran changing his original intentions because of other people's wishes. It seemed that this Miss Anqi was really not simple; she had brought about a qualitative change in the boss in just one week. Zeng Mo pondered Xu Zhuoran's thoughts and considered Xu Anqi's abilities, wondering whether this change was a blessing or a curse.
As Xu Zhuoran was preparing to catch up on sleep in his office lounge, the housekeeper from Xu Anqi's villa called to report that Xu Anqi hadn't gone to class that day and hadn't gotten up yet. He told the housekeeper to let her know when Xu Anqi woke up so someone could pick her up for dinner that evening. He had also been busy all night; the project he'd been working on for ages had finally made progress, earlier than expected, which had caught him somewhat off guard. The project was huge and involved the government, so he had to personally approve all the details. He'd been working on it until dawn, and just as he finally finished dealing with the remaining tasks and relaxed enough to lie down, the housekeeper called.
It seems this girl is overthinking things again; I can't let her have too many ideas. Xu Zhuoran hung up the housekeeper's call and immediately dialed Zeng Mo's number, "Tell them to finish all their work today; I'm moving in tonight."
There was a pause of a few seconds on the other end of the phone, then the reply was, "Okay."
Xu Zhuoran didn't arrive until 6:30 PM, while Xu Anqi had already packed and was waiting before 5 PM. The young girl, in the throes of first love, was undeniably beautiful; her delicate figure and watery eyes were captivating. Xu Zhuoran longed to pull her close and kiss her passionately. However, there were too many people in his way, and he couldn't be too presumptuous. So, he gritted his teeth and restrained himself, instructing the housekeeper to pack Xu Anqi's things and send someone to collect them the next day.
"Dad, where are we going?" Xu Anqi asked excitedly.
“Going home, our home,” Xu Zhuoran replied with a slight smile.
Xu Anqi jumped excitedly into Xu Zhuoran's car and asked cheerfully, "Dad, can we go see it tonight?"
“Of course, we’ll stay there tonight!” Xu Zhuoran emphasized the last four words with exceptional clarity, his tone slightly raised in an ambiguous manner, his seductive gaze fixed on Xu Anqi’s heart.
Before their intimate moments, Xu Anqi would have shyly avoided such a gaze. But now, she no longer hid to steal glances. After a brief moment of avoidance, she would bravely meet his gaze again, just like now. She lowered her head shyly and smiled, then looked up at him alluringly, her eyes revealing her undisguised longing. This day and night of separation had made Xu Anqi truly experience the agony of lovesickness. She really, really wanted to be with Xu Zhuoran, to be together every moment, even if they did nothing but look at each other.
"Okay," Xu Anqi replied softly, biting her lip. This shyness, so characteristic of a young girl, and this allure, so characteristic of a young woman, were things no woman could fake. Xu Zhuoran saw it all and was delighted. His little darling was indeed a treasure—beautiful, delicious, and especially possessing a captivating, soul-stirring quality. How could he not love her, how could he not be unable to let her go?
=====================Author's Note========================
The post has been up for quite a while now, and while it's not exactly quiet, it's certainly not lively either. This is a long post, so perhaps I posted it in the wrong place? After all, this is a place for making friends through sex, and its name is associated with blood and lust. Shouldn't a long, slow-burning post like mine be posted here?
Everyone says a good story needs to be vivid and engaging, but there's nowhere else to put those kinds of stories! As you all know, all the places that host long, explicit stories are now experiencing technical issues. So, is coming here the right choice?
I'm asking kind sisters for guidance.
I feel increasingly powerless the more I post. Please leave more comments to give me some strength!
I desperately need comfort, I crave physical touch—

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