The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

Chapter 1621: Chapter 653: Pearl

Room 1722.

The orange glow, guided by the lamp shade, precisely illuminates the area belonging to the big bed.

Under the swirling halo, the woman lying on her side also seems to have acquired a faint golden shine, adding a mysterious sanctity to her sensual body wrapped in lace nightwear.

But as Zhou Wang keeps approaching, her honeyed thighs enveloped in knee-high gray-edged stockings are anxiously crossed. The shadowy scenery occasionally peeks through her twisting movements, flashes between pearls that sway slightly only to quickly vanish, emphasizing the YM core of the entire scene.

The aesthetic beauty of contrasting chaos, akin to an art piece, quickens Zhou Wang’s pace, eventually stopping at the bedside.

The woman lying in bed trembles lightly.

She seems to show signs of unease upon sensing something, yet is unable to truly awaken, even struggling to turn around.

After the ”sizzle” sound, Zhou Wang casually tosses his clothes onto the carpet, and then collapses onto the bed.

The big bed creaks, as Zhou Wang’s weight adds to it, the flexible mattress sinks slightly in the middle, causing the woman’s body to lean a few centimeters toward Zhou Wang.

In this situation, the woman seemingly can no longer contain herself, letting out a soft cry of surprise.

”Not pretending to sleep anymore?”

Chuckling inwardly, Zhou Wang notices the woman remains facing away from him. Initially wanting to turn her shoulders over, Zhou Wang suddenly changes his mind, indulging in a mischievous thought.

He couldn’t fully ascertain her condition earlier, although his mind was unclear due to the alcohol, he would never take advantage of someone without understanding their intent.

Since the woman is pretending to sleep, it indicates she’s implicitly consenting to everything...

Moreover, this makes sense logically; Charles wouldn’t harm Zhou Wang in such matters. If the woman lying on the bed wasn’t aware, how could such flimsy lace ties truly bind someone?

Not to mention... with a complex design of pearls and openings in the bodysuit, without her own cooperation, it’s unlikely anyone else could help dress her.

She may seem unwilling, might just be acting, but for the accustomed-to ”give and take” Zhou Wang, this setup brings an unfamiliar freshness.

And her figure, her silhouette, are both perfect, Zhou Wang believes most men wouldn’t need to see her face; merely this alluring back could lead to direct seduction.

Zhou Wang doesn’t rush; instead, he supports himself with one hand, keeping just a slight distance between their bodies, without truly touching her.

The warmth like a furnace gently burns the woman’s back, her body tightens further, her trembling intensifies.

Suddenly, the woman’s body stiffens completely.

Because Zhou Wang’s fingers have landed on her toes wrapped in delicate stockings, two fingers become a ”little man,” measuring inch by inch upward.

This sudden, unexpected angle of contact freezes everything briefly; within the room, only the sound of fingertips brushing the stockings and a slender, throat-escaping gasp remains.

But as the finger’s pace accelerates, with playfulness, suddenly widening the original upward movement, reaching a point, it accidentally glides past the place where pearls hang down, the woman can no longer restrain herself, letting out an urgent scream.

When the mysterious woman has not yet calmed down, Zhou Wang ceases the teasing, abruptly pressing close, wrapping the woman’s slender waist, pulling her entirely into his embrace.

This time, Zhou Wang no longer hides his greed, as during the measuring process, he realizes this woman is indeed a rare beauty.

Even though the oddly styled lace nightwear accentuates her figure’s beauty, when touching her skin, Zhou Wang cannot help but marvel.

Expensive skincare products and a body unexposed to wind and sun, form a silky texture like priceless pearls; within aesthetic smooth lines unfolding, one can easily feel the perfect elasticity beneath the smoothness.

From entering the room, Zhou Wang, already captivated step by step, finally transforms into a hunting wolf, with an undisguised brutishness, wanting to consume the self-bound lamb completely.

The lamb is evidently flustered, but her twisting struggle is not vigorous, rather like a novel way of seducing Zhou Wang.

After an indeterminate time, with an ”ugh,” her body arches like a crescent moon, then all struggles cease.

Zhou Wang holds her tightly, feeling the seamless perfect back embrace, sighing contentedly.

At this moment, he hears the woman seemingly making ”whimpering” sounds from her mouth, akin to soft sobbing, yet inexplicably carrying a hint of resentful resistance.

”?”

Zhou Wang’s unclear mind appears unable to process, perhaps not expecting her to continue acting at this juncture.

Zhou Wang laughs scornfully; in the quiet room, this light laugh is loud enough, instantly causing the unseen woman’s body to stiffen, and she begins a violent struggle once more, seeking to escape Zhou Wang’s embrace.