Alcohol paralyzed her nervous system, but it made her senses more sensitive in the general sense, and images flew around her brain like fireworks that exploded. WwW.lwXs520.cOM she couldn't even tell the difference between existing discoveries and old memories - perhaps that was one of the drawbacks of knowing her for too long, and she was already familiar with everything about Cesare. His blonde hair, his handsome cheeks, and his moderately muscular shoulders and neck were all lurking in the fragments of memory, perhaps an unconscious observation, perhaps a casual gaze, her fingertips roaming over him, the slightly hot touch seemed familiar and unfamiliar, but the lip flaps under the teeth were exciting enough - although veneers were popular in Hollywood, neither Cesare nor she were fans, and even if there was a need for posing, the two never made contact even with a light kiss on the cheek.

He didn't taste as good as the world, and was still human, but Jenny was still swept over her limbs by some surging tide of love - this was no ordinary desire. Hopefully, maybe the ingredients are more complicated, mixed with a strong pleasure of crossing the line, she is doing a bad thing, Jenny is vaguely aware of this, but things seem to be more interesting because of this, after all, forbidden fruits are always delicious. Moreover, as a veteran, she has indeed been empty for a long time, she usually doesn't feel anything, she is too busy to think about it, it doesn't mean that she won't be hungry, when her appetite finds an opportunity to be aroused, the longer she suppresses it, the stronger it will rebound.

When was the last time? She thought vaguely, but soon stopped caring about the minutiae, and let out a voice of displeasure, complaining about Cesare's restraint—he had not yet responded, nor cooperated, and had to tell him that he was a bed without interest. Accompany...... Well, but she could already feel his reaction.

The difference in height between them was a little great, Jenny thought complainingly, and she lifted her head slightly, slid down a little, and fell to his waist, and supported herself on his chest, and the strength of the wine seemed to fade under the long-lost—fresh—complex of emotions, and she was still relaxed and excited, but her hands and feet were no longer so disobedient. And what to do about it - she knew it very well.

Cesare's face was half-hidden in the shadow of the furniture, his chest heaving and his heart pounding almost her palms as he said, "J.J-"

"Shh Jenny said that she was suddenly a little shy - not because of what they were doing, but because of the super self-confidence she had built up over the years, so that what she was now offering was not a non-trivial request, but even a treat that the men of the world could only dream of—no, it was not because of her initiative at all, but because of ......

There's nothing to admit, she thought, why do we keep living in hiding? If we even hide ourselves, what is the point of our lives? - There is no denying that she has never been obsessed with kissing in this kind of intimacy, especially after gradually westernizing, she is more honest with herself, most of the time, a simple sex is just a simple sex, for Jenny, liking someone skin-to-skin kiss does not mean liking his kiss, she will cooperate, and she will not avoid the kiss of the other person, but rarely take the initiative to ask for it.

But now it's different, at least at the moment - that shallow kiss made all the alcohol in her blood seem to burn, turned into a wild imagination, catalyzed a whole new chemical, made her a completely different change, and in this moment, her 'ly' was no longer a polite word, her desire. There was a clear point, and that was Cesare, who was being suppressed by her. Vijri.

She lowered her head to look at him, trying to make out his expression in a still somewhat dizzy feeling, and then, reaching behind her, she grasped the most important organ of the moment—it was of course fully prepared.

Cesare's shoulder line shook visibly, and he was almost growling now. “j.j！”

Jenny laughed, her fingertips drawing a line from top to bottom, and then traced back to the top to find the zipper.

There is always a program for these things, just like a game, the new hand may not have a familiar hand to perform better, choose the time to release the skill, judge his state from the operation of the opponent's player, and the skill can not be forgotten after learning, and a few minutes later, the prospect after ten minutes is like a fragrance coming from the kitchen, which makes her more interested in the main course, and the endorphins make her world brighter, Jenny thinks with interest, "Let me take the lead, I'll enjoy one, one, one, one-point-"

However, her feet had long since relaxed in the meantime, and before the words in her heart had been established, she was turned over by Cesare, and fell into the soft woolly carpet, while he maintained a holding her down, his elbows entangled her shoulders and neck, and he hovered in front of her, and cursed, "**, you are drunk, J.J. - how much have you drunk?" ”

"The four—" Jenny paused, and she couldn't help but giggle—for some reason, her tongue suddenly became a little disobedient.

She adjusted her pronunciation, "Are these four topics that we should be concerned about now?" ”

It's okay, her body is still obedient, she hugged his neck and tried to pull her down, her legs locked his waist again - Jenny couldn't help but laugh, "Tiger, Tiger Butterfly Defensive ......"

Sexually, it seems that men are always particularly weak when they are on the defensive side - there are biological and social factors to this. Cesare parried with ease, he was still talking, but Jenny was no longer listening, when the two were skin-to-skin, she had so many ways to get information, every struggle turned into friction, and his resistance was as fragile in front of it all as a piece of tissue paper before the flood, his hands, his lips that opened reluctantly, the protests that intermittently between long kisses, he began to slowly grind his waist-

Her hand reached into his shirt and began to help him take off his shirt, and Cesare suddenly stopped all weak and pretentious resistance—which made her unaccustomed to it.

"Bathroom." He bowed. Leaning into her ear, he said. "Need a shower."

Jenny let go of her hand and let him out of herself, and she felt a lightness on her body, and then she was carried into the air—and she said inarticulately, "No, you take a bath, I—I don't—ah!" ”

The icy water struck down like a torrent of rain in the room, and Jenny screamed, swaying her head to avoid the onslaught, but she didn't know where to flee - her head began to hurt, and the world seemed to explode next to her skull, and then slowly return to its place.

Gradually, her vision became clearer, and she had a stronger idea of her environment: it was a bathroom, and she was sitting in the shower. Cesare was watering her with a shower head as if she were a potted plant—

"You look better." He said that the blond hair was disheveled and disheveled—the white shirt was even half wet with water, and it looked like he could go straight to the blockbuster shot, and Jenny suddenly noticed that his belt had been removed by her at some point, and the zipper had fallen dangerously in half—but he finally turned off the sprinkler and crouched down to make eye level with her, "Are you feeling better?" ”

She stared at him, her mind was empty, all her drunken impulses were washed away by cold water, but reason hadn't come back to take over, and the whole person was completely stupid there-

"Jenny?" Cesare asked, trying to pull her bangs away, and Jenny suddenly felt very aggrieved.

"You actually poured cold water on me." She said, tears coming as she spoke, and she whimpered, "You doused me with cold water—"

Cesare sighed very distinctly, "J.J, J.J-ok, ok-"

He pulled a bath towel and led her out of the shower room, wrapped in a bath towel and went back to the room, and Jenny's tears never stopped, not tears of humiliation, but more like a stress reaction after the safety valve was opened, the alcohol pushed away her reason, and there were too many squeezed emotions in her subconscious - every psychological struggle that forced herself to continue on the verge of collapse, every time she sighed tiredly, and then ordered herself to stay excited and calm, the helplessness of pushing open the door and walking into a social place, As a mature social person, especially her, even if she has negative emotions, who will she show her temper? It's actually quite pleasant to be able to cry after drinking.

Cesare pulled her back to the bedside and settled, and he sat beside her for a moment, and then—slowly, perhaps, not so slowly, but in tears everything seemed very long—he took her into his arms, and provided his own warmth and support.

“there，there。” He said, but with no intention of dissuading it excessively.

His hug was good, but it wasn't enough, and she cried to express her intentions, while Cesare's comprehension seemed to be a little weak, and it was a while before he began to rhythmically pat her on the shoulder. “ok，ok……”

There was a slight pressure and wetness in his temples, and he seemed to kiss her, and Jenny shrugged her shoulders a few times, and she was slightly satisfied, and she burrowed into Cesare's arms a few times, and continued to cry.

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Jenny didn't know how long she had been crying, or when she had fallen asleep, or how long she had been asleep - and when she woke up, it was still dark outside the window, and her head was really hurting.

"Oh, shiiiit—" she said, holding her head and sitting up carefully, her throat so thirsty that it almost smoked. "Water—"

A bottle of ice water was duly handed to her, and Jenny took it and drank it down, followed by another bottle and two aspirings, "which will make your headache better." ”

"Hmm." Jenny tried to speak as little as possible now, her head hurt so much that her whole head shook when she spoke.

Three bottles of ice water, two bottles of drink, one bottle of ice, and the two all-purpose elixirs did effectively alleviate her symptoms, Jenny lay down for a while, and gradually gathered the strength to sit up again, "What time is it?" ”

"Four o'clock in the morning." Cesare said he looked much more decently than she was, looking like he had taken a good shower, and even though he drank more than she did, he looked much more relaxed than she did — he even changed into his morning gown, and judging by the iPad and magazines on the couch, people were enjoying their reading time.

"Ok......" said Jeanne, not avoiding Cesare's eyes, but she was also a little unsure of what Cesare was up to - was that the end of the matter? Or not?

Cesare had been sitting on the couch since he handed the water, his eyes not taking his eyes off her—as if to be sure that she had come to her senses, and that he owed it.

"So......," he said, his tone unexpectedly matter-of-fact, "you obviously drank too much last night." ”

Jenny moaned. He groaned, hugged his head and confessed, "Yes, yes, not only did I drink too much, but I drank too much - please, please don't accuse me of sex. Disturb. Disturb. ”

She's a bit joking, but it's not exactly a joke, American culture values both parties consensually, and if she and Cesare are inverted, even if it's a normal couple, it's a strong time. Rape, as long as the woman clearly says 'no' and the man refuses to stop, this is an involuntary sex. Love, it's better to do it the other way around, but in American law, men can also become the object of rape, and there is no embarrassment that there is no way to appeal.

"What are you accusing, is my wife making sexual demands on me?" Cesare said, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips, and Jenny looked at him, finally shrugging her shoulders and laughing, her laughter quickly ceased as memories of last night faded back. "Oh-Leo-oh my God, I hope he wasn't really mad at me-"

"Getting drunk at a party isn't a big deal." Cesare said in a reassuring tone, "A lot of people have had similar experiences, and this should be your inside joke in the future, and I guess he won't be angry." ”

He paused, his tone taking a turn. "Still, this event has created an opportunity for us."

"An opportunity?" Jenny said she thought she might look a little stupid now, maybe with her mouth slightly open or something—she was still in a hangover sluggishness.

"An opportunity." Cesare said he put his hands on his knees, "I want to ...... It's too late to turn a blind eye to the elephant in the room, is it? This thing...... Even though both of us have been shying away, it seems to have been developing, a ...... between me and you Unresolved sex. Tension can no longer be ignored. ”

His tone was always so calm, even if he was talking about such a sensitive topic now, Jenny found it difficult to see his true emotions through his perfect mask, she was a little annoyed, but more still couldn't make up her mind, and simply listened to him in a constant way, "Of course, for two people of the opposite sex of the same age, it's not a strange thing to spark, everyone will meet a lot of potential interests in their lives, most of the time we use reason and responsibility to restrain ourselves - and as long as you distance yourself somewhat, Reduce the opportunity for personal contact, and these feelings will always pass as time passes. ”

Is that why you've been on business trips? Distance, reduce the chance of personal contact? Jenny wanted to ask, but didn't say it: she herself wasn't very exemplary in that regard-

"I think we had a tacit understanding before that, you were in New Zealand and Yosemite, and I was ...... in New York," and the next second, Cesare pointed out her weakness, and Jenny couldn't help but wince, and he continued sincerely, "And I owe you an apology for that - I didn't expect it...... Our cohabitation would have changed so quickly, and if I had known, I wouldn't have taken this solution anyway. ”

"Oh, so you don't want to take advantage of this." Jenny said with some sarcasm, trying to make a joke.

A smile welled up on Cesare's lips, his confidence so strong that it was a little overwhelming. "Believe me, if I wanted to pursue you, I would never need to cover up with lies and deception - I wouldn't be so cowardly and incompetent."

Jenny gave him a blank look, and his momentum weakened, "But no matter what, it looks like our relationship has reached a breaking point...... No matter how much you avoided it before, but now, whether you choose to continue or give up, you should make a decision, and it seems that avoiding it like this will only make things more complicated......"

He exhaled, "You know that the way we work together requires absolute trust in each other so that we can always be consistent in our daily affairs and major decisions, and a romantic relationship is bound to make our cooperation more complicated, with more variables, and in a way, no matter how it goes, it will affect the normal development of the company - and we are all senior leaders of Big Dreams, and we must be responsible for the company, employees, and shareholders." ”

Jeanne's lips moved to speak, but Cesare stopped her.

"Go ahead or no, your choice." "Either way, it's your company, your forward-looking decisions are the decisive factor in its rapid growth, and if you choose to continue, I'll keep the equity but exit the company...... We can find a new professional manager together, but the current cooperation model ......"

He shook his head. "It's no longer possible to exist - it's your choice, J.J., it's yours to decide, I hope...... It's up to you to bring me the answers. ”