Chapter 204：There Will Always Be Protagonists With Delusions of Starting a Harem

Zhou Yun Sheng's elegant smile stiffened for a moment, he quickly explained, "I really am pursuing you, but if you don't take me, I am willing to spend a lifetime waiting for you. I have no relationship with those celebrities, you'll find out later. I swear to God, you are my first love, the first love in my life."

He made a very cautious swearing action. When he was captured by the Lord God, he had just turned sixteen, how could he talk about true love? After he was under the villain system's control, he lived like a dead man, it was even more impossible to fall in love. This man truly was his first love, in every sense.

Yi Zheng drained his glass of wine in one gulp and indifferently opened, "Sorry Chief Zhou, I don't like men." This wasn't a lie, previously he really wasn't interested in men, of course, he also wasn't interested in women. He wanted to see how long the young man would hold on after he rejected him.

If his performance couldn't satisfy him, he didn't mind kidnapping him and taking him back to the U.S with him. Provoking his desire but letting go halfway, the consequences will be very serious.

Zhou Yun Sheng drummed his fingertips restlessly, he really wanted to grab the other man's collar and pull him close, kissing him until he suffocated. He stared at the man's thin lips and said, "Don't refuse me too quickly, we can try getting along first. Right, don't call me Chief Zhou, that's too unfamiliar, you can call me Yun Sheng, Sheng, my love, or maybe baby."

The last two titles were too nauseating, making the two bodyguards explode in goose bumps. But Yi Zheng didn't find it off putting, the tip of his ears even slightly trembled when he heard the word 'baby'. He liked this pet name, if the young man could keep him as the only one in his heart, he would give all his love to him.

"It's getting late, let's go back." Yi Zheng avoided answering.

Zhou Yun Sheng revealed a frustrated expression, but he quickly covered it up, he picked the car up at the parking lot after paying.

After he sent the man back to the hotel, he remembered that he hadn't brought a gift to today's date and quickly walked to a nearby flower shop. He had never pursued someone, so he was pretty inexperienced in active seduction.

Yi Zheng took off his suit jacket and grabbed a bottle of whiskey from the full bar.

"Do you want some?"

"No boss, we can't drink at work." The two bodyguards shook their heads.

Yi Zheng drank three shots in succession, then finally looked relaxed. One of the bodyguards tentatively asked, "Boss, if you don't like Chief Zhou's harassment, we can help you out." This kind of young master from a small company, just frightening him a bit should let him quit.

"If he wants to come, no one is allowed to block him." Yi Zheng's complexion darkened slightly.

Not only do you not hate Mr. Zhou, you even welcome his pursuit? The two bodyguards felt that they had found out the very alarming truth.

Yi Zheng put down his glass and undid the top two buttons of his collar, revealing a slice of his muscular chest, which made him look very dangerous.

The two bodyguards began walking towards the next-door suite. Obviously, the boss now wanted to calm down and reflect, after all, going gay was a one-way street.

Just then, the doorbell rang, and a bodyguard walked over to open the door.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou." He looked a little blue, weren't they just apart for a few minutes?

"Hi, I'm looking for your boss." Zhou Yun Sheng glanced towards the bedroom door.

"Come in." The bodyguard moved sideways in invitation, noticed the huge bundle of red roses trapped in the man's arms, and his expression turned somewhat dazed. Mr. Zhou really deserves the title of Y City's most outstanding Casanova, his hunting techniques are astonishing.

"Why are you here again?" Yi Zheng's breath smelled of alcohol.

Zhou Yun Sheng's fiery gaze lingered on the man's chest muscles peeking out of his shirt for a moment, then he naturally walked over and sat on the armrest of the man's chair, instantly narrowing their distance.

"I forgot to give this to you." He stuffed the flowers into Yi Zheng's arms.

"Why China rose instead of Beach roses? Reluctant to spend the money?" Yi Zheng felt that his tone was like a jealous husband. As long as he was talking to the other man, he inexplicably loses control of his emotions.

"This rose belongs to us. Do you know the language of the red China rose?" Zhou Yun Sheng bowed to look into his lover's eyes, his focused gaze formidable.

When Yi Zheng met his gaze, his whole body suddenly felt comfortable, he asked hoarsely, "What is the meaning of the red rose?"

"My pure love, ah, I love you dearly." The last word faded between lips and teeth, Zhou Yun Sheng bowed his head, finally fulfilling his desire to capture his lover's lips.

Yi Zheng was stunned for a moment, but he quickly returned to reality, stretching out his arm to hoop behind the younger man's neck, deepening the kiss. The two bodyguards hadn't expected the plot to develop so quickly, they hurriedly pulled open the door and stepped out.

The kiss between the two men was naturally frantic and intense, like a battle, even through the door, the sound of tongue, lips and teeth clashing, and passionate groans still echoed clearly.

Ten minutes later, the blush inducing and heart racing sounds gradually faded away. Zhou Yun Sheng opened the door and waved farewell to the two bodyguards, his white shirt stained bright red, his crotch bulging, a look of dissatisfaction from unfulfilled desire on his face. Walking out behind him, Yi Zheng also had a stained red shirt, his bulging crotch even more exaggerated.

They were too passionate, accidentally crushing the roses between them in their excitement.

"Would you like to have dinner with me tomorrow?" Zhou Yun Sheng reclined on the door frame and pulled at his tie. He'd wanted to roll in the sheets just then, but Yi Zheng, this prude, had put him off.

Keep pretending, you'll break down eventually! He glanced at the man's bursting at the seams crotch and sneered, his thoughts darkening.

Yi Zheng didn't want to fall into the trap of a one week lover. Besides, things that were too easily gotten were often not cherished. If he gave this little devil his wish, only God knew if he wouldn't disappear the next day. Unless it was a last resort, he didn't want to illegally detain him.

"Let's talk about that tomorrow." He avoided answering.

Zhou Yun Sheng pulled down the other man's head, forcefully nipped his lips, and leisurely walked away, humming a song.

Yi Zheng wiped off the trace of blood on his lips, letting out a heartfelt smile. This trip to China was really fruitful, he came across such a fascinating treasure.

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Zhou Yun Sheng walked to the parking lot with a bounce in his step and found a woman, wearing a fiery red mini-skirt, standing in front of his car, talking on her cellphone. Listening to her tone, she seemed to be very distressed. Her body was very striking, round chest, firm butt, a perfect S-shaped figure from the side view.

She looked somewhat familiar. He carefully watched her profile, then his frown turned into a smirk after a moment. This woman again, Fang Zhifei only knows two tricks huh?

He gracefully walked up to her and asked, "Miss, is something wrong? Do you need help?"

"No, no need, sniff." Although she said this, her crying became even more obvious. She turned to face him, her tear-stained face delicate and pitiful, a first-class beauty.

Zhou Yun Sheng revealed a timely 'stunned' look and approached her more ardently.

The woman stopped crying under his comfort and willing took his offer to drive her home, the two exchanged phone numbers, then frequently kept in contact.

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"Mr. Zhou hasn't called today?" Yi Zheng asked without lifting his head while signing a document.

"Mr. Zhou just called to invite you to dinner, I put if off for you as usual." The secretary diligently responded. This was the eighth day, but Mr. Zhou still hadn't given up on their boss, this could be considered as breaking the record of one week seduction.

Yi Zheng finished reading the document and frowned, "Give him a call back, say that I agree."

The secretary immediately picked up the phone.

Inside a Chinese restaurant, Zhou Yun Sheng was throwing ingredients into a boiling pot, Yi Zheng was sitting across from him. The man coldly opened, "I heard you've recently gotten really close to a woman?"

"Jealous?" Zhou Yun Sheng raised an eyebrow.

Yi Zheng glanced at his watch, stood up and turned to leave.

Zhou Yun Sheng quickly hugged his thin waist and pleaded, "My love, don't get angry, that woman and I don't have any relationship. I know that she's trying to get close to me for impure reasons, I need to keep her close to find out who's controlling her from behind the scenes. I haven't done anything with her."

Yi Zheng looked back at him, stared into his supplicating eyes, then turned back to sit down.

Zhou Yun Sheng hurriedly added food to his plate, then grabbed his necktie to pull him in for a quick kiss, which eventually turned into a scorching hot French kiss.

"I haven't seen you in so many days, I missed you so much." The kiss ended, and he sighed deeply.

Yi Zheng's irritation had disappeared, he popped a quail egg into the younger man's mouth. The two were clearly not together for long, but they already knew each other's preferences, as if they've known each other for hundreds of years.

"No need, I already have an idea. I can solve my own problems, I'll ask for help when I need it." Zhou Yun Sheng waved.

After dinner, the two people went back to the hotel, and, as usual, kissed until they were loath to part. Zhou Yun Sheng tried to pull Yi Zheng to bed, tugging at his belt. When the other man didn't resist, and was even actively straightening out to facilitate his actions, he was immediately overjoyed. But at the most crucial moment, the secretary knocked on the door, saying that there was an important video conference that night, so the boss should get ready.

Yi Zheng patted the younger man's firm butt and exhausted all his self-control to push him away.

"You're not deliberately hanging my appetite, right?" Zhou Yun Sheng re-dressed, his expression frustrated.

Yi Zheng's eyes flashed.

Zhou Yun Sheng grinned, with teeth, "Fine, you can hang, but I have no interest in hanging. I'll break you down eventually!" He slammed the door on his way out.

Before long, he received a call from the red skirt woman, asking him to meet her at a high-class club. He hung up the phone and sneered, then dressed flashily and left.

The woman invited him to drink, but he passed out after only one glass. The woman brought him to a private room upstairs with the bartender's help, undressed and laid down beside him, waiting. After waiting for about half an hour, the woman realized that something was wrong. She tried his breath first, to make sure he hadn't died, before making a call.

"Didn't you say you drugged him? He's dead asleep, he's not moving at all."

The other end spoke, she urged, "Well hurry up, I'm waiting in the room."

A moment later, the door swung open and two burly men strode into the room. They checked Zhou Yun Sheng's condition, confirmed that he couldn't perform, then began unbuckling their belts.

"What are you doing?" The women panicked and ran towards the door, but found that the door had somehow been locked.

The two men didn't answer her, they quickly took off their pants and pressed the woman down on the empty spot beside Zhou Yun Sheng, impatiently roughhousing her.

"Didn't you pay me to act? Why is it real? Let me go, no I don't want the money! Help, someone save me! ****!"

One of them stuffed a pill into the woman's mouth and used her underwear to block her shrill screams.

When the three were busy, the corners of Zhou Yun Sheng's hooked up in a mocking sneer. The past life was indeed a drama, but when the lead actor couldn't cooperate in this life, the lead actress could only perform the show with others. But a substitute would always be a substitute, in order to give it a realistic effect, a fake **** naturally turned into a real ****.

Whoever harmed him in the last life, he would make them pay the price in this life.