Practice Of Self Control

Zhixiao’s gaze lingered over the golden bordered black card. It was undeniably an authentic premium vvip membership card for this club. Where did she receive one?

He has only heard of this card from Baichan once. It won’t take him much effort to get the card due to his friendship with Si Baichan who is the current owner of the club. But for outsiders, it isn’t an easy feat for sure. Since only money won’t suffice for this top membership.

‘A little girl like her, why does she even need a premium membership?’ He thought to himself,  surprisingly he even felt a little displeased as the question crossed his mind.

He nodded affirmatively at the bartender and grabbed the glass of wine as the poor relieved guy was done pouring the drink for Ruoxi.

“Hey, hand me my drink!” She tried to sound authoritative in vain as the wine was starting to show its effects.

Zhixiao playfully swayed the drink in his hand. He chuckled watching the girl shorter than him trying to reach the bottle in his hand. It has been years since he childishly spent such a moment.

He could sense some curious gazes over them, although most couples were busy in spending moments of passion together. Without looking away from her face, he gently half supported her and half dragged her towards the lobby.

As he passed the door he gave a cold side-eye towards Baichan, who smirked shamelessly suggestively looking at the two of them.

Zhixiao couldn’t bother entertaining the fool. He swiftly asked for a key from the receptionist. A private room was always reserved for him in case of emergencies. His most dealings were in Beijing, so he accepted the favor from Baichan.

He couldn’t help but feel like an abductor sneakily drugging a young woman and getting her in his bed. He inwardly face palmed as the thought crossed his mind.

Ruoxi was still babbling her demand for the wine, reminding him of the glass he was still holding in one of his hands. He slowly opened the door to the suite placing the glass on the door side small tool.

Ruoxi traced his jawline softly as he was distracted for a moment. He froze in place. His mind ran wild. What was he doing? Meeting a random girl in a bar and dragging her inside his bedroom without even her consent? If he lets her continue behaving like this….something really might happen. He probably won’t be able to hold onto his self-control.

Meanwhile, her fingers were running through his dark brown locks. He held his breath unknowingly allowing himself to indulge at the moment for a few moments. Just when he was on the verge of doing something he might regret, the movements of the woman in his arms stopped.

He looked down only to find that Ruoxi was asleep. Her cherry lips were moving slightly, indicating that her meaningless mumbles were still going on.

Zhixiao was relieved and disappointed at the same time.

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