Against the Current Hong Kong 1979

Chapter 165 Give Your Husband a Morning Call (3rd Update, Please Subscribe)

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Such a beautiful day and scenery should not be wasted.

Zhang Shuai'an didn't ask any more questions and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.

She dried her hair and came out wearing only a towel around her waist.

"You can still back out now!"

Zhang Shuai'an reached out and touched one of her exposed legs; it was smooth and delicate.

A notification sounded in her mind, instantly displaying her name.

What a self-deceiving woman!

However, this actually adds a unique kind of fun.

Zhang Shuai'an's hand moved up her legs. The woman's body was quite sensitive, and she soon became unbearably itchy and began to writhe incessantly.

"Hmm~"

The woman let out a soft groan of dissatisfaction, but showed no intention of resisting.

Zhang Shuai'an naturally enjoyed it and began to flirt with her in a lighthearted way.

Soon, the other party couldn't take it anymore.

She threw the blanket aside and bit Zhang Shuai'an's shoulder.

Are you born in the Year of the Dog?

Zhang Shuai'an, seemingly unfazed by the pain, asked with a smile.

"I was born in the Year of the Horse." The woman released Zhang Shuai'an and brought her face close to his. "You knew it was me all along?"

Zhang Shuai'an patted her head and said casually, "I could tell your figure at a glance."

"wrong!"

Lin Qingxia smiled slightly, then frowned deeply: "How do you know my figure? Did you spy on me?"

"Sister, your memory doesn't seem to be very good!"

Zhang Shuai'an said irritably, "We've filmed dozens of sex scenes, which part of you don't I know?"

Lin Qingxia thought for a few seconds and it seemed like there was such a thing.

She buried her head in Zhang Shuai'an's chest, saying in embarrassment and anger, "I finally mustered up the courage, and now what do you mean? You don't like me?"

"How could that be?" Zhang Shuai'an grabbed Lin Qingxia's hand. "Sister Lin, you are the goddess of Taiwan. How could I possibly look down on you?"

Lin Qingxia's face showed a smug expression, which showed that she still had charm and that her self-esteem was not hurt.

She looked at Zhang Shuai'an again and asked seriously, "So what do you mean now?"

Zhang Shuai'an held her in his arms and said calmly, "I just think—it's best to let things take their natural course; there's no need to be so deliberate. I'm not some womanizer who can't live without women and partyes every night!"

Lin Qingxia's gaze turned cold, and she said in a chilling voice, "That's easy for you to say. That night, if I hadn't suddenly appeared, you probably would have already taken advantage of Teresa, wouldn't you?"

Zhang Shuai'an shook his head, firmly denying it, "You're wronging me. That night, the moonlight was beautiful, and I did find it hard to control myself. But I'm a person of propriety, and Teresa isn't the kind of promiscuous woman. We acted with affection but kept it within the bounds of propriety."

Lin Qingxia clearly didn't believe such nonsense, and laughed sarcastically, "You men are always good at sweet talk, who knows if you're lying to me?"

"So what if I lied?" Zhang Shuai'an laughed, his captivating eyes fixed on Lin Qingxia. "You're not losing anything. Would you be upset if I were with Teresa?"

Lin Qingxia paused for a moment, turned her head, and murmured, "Your eyes are simply magical. During filming, I was almost captivated by the expressive lines in your eyes several times."

"And now?" Zhang Shuai'an asked with a smile.

Lin Qingxia glared at Zhang Shuai'an and cursed, "You're a real bastard!"

Zhang Shuai'an asked, "So, do you still want to offer yourself to this bastard?!"

"I'm ignoring you, I'm going to sleep in the next room."

Lin Qingxia rolled her eyes and made a move to stand up.

Zhang Shuai'an reached out and grabbed her back, pressing her down onto the bed: "Beautiful lady, trying to escape now? Too late."

As he spoke, he used one hand to restrain both of Lin Qingxia's hands, and his legs pinned her legs down. His free hand then roamed freely over her body.

"Stop it, it tickles!" Brigitte Lin immediately begged for mercy.

Zhang Shuai'an used the massage techniques provided by the system, which could both relieve her physical fatigue and stir up a storm in her heart.

She quickly lost her temper and yelled, "Stop torturing me! Are you coming or not?!"

"What do you want?" Zhang Shuai'an asked with a half-smile.

Suddenly, Brigitte Lin opened her mouth and bit Zhang Shuai'an's lip.

Zhang Shuai'an took the opportunity to release her.

"You're a complete bastard!"

Lin Qingxia picked up a pillow and threw it at him: "I'm going downstairs to sleep by myself, and I won't look for you anymore. Don't you dare follow me, I'll lock the door from the inside."

If you really wanted to lock the door from the inside, why would you say those words out loud?

With a strange thought in her mind, Lin Qingxia quickly ran downstairs to her room.

After closing the door, she ran straight into the bedroom, staring intently at the door without blinking.

Unfortunately, after waiting for quite some time, I still didn't hear the door lock turn.

"Huh, does he really not have any feelings for me at all?"

Lin Qingxia seemed a little insecure.

At that moment, the landline phone next to her bed started ringing.

Lin Qingxia was startled. She suspected it was Zhang Shuai'an calling, so she immediately answered and yelled, "You bastard, what else do you want to say?"

"Qingxia, it's me!"

Qin Xianglin's voice came through the receiver.

Lin Qingxia was stunned: "You, how did you get here on the phone?"

I know you've been avoiding me all this time.

Qin Xianglin's tone carried a faint sadness and resentment, "I know I'm a jerk, I hurt you. I've been calling your place a lot lately, but you're never home; your mom always answers. Your aunt said you could come stay with Ah Long, so I called."

Lin Qingxia said coldly, "Why are you calling me now?"

"I want to apologize to you, a sincere apology."

Qin Xianglin said quite readily, "I was wrong. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you, and I shouldn't have said those hurtful things."

Just as Lin Qingxia was about to say something, she heard the sound of the door lock turning.

She immediately replied, "I have nothing to say to you."

After speaking, I hung up.

A short while later, a figure appeared in her bedroom and crawled from the foot of the bed to her side.

"Whose call was that?"

Zhang Shuai'an asked.

"What's it to you?" Lin Qingxia glared at him. "I told you not to follow me, why did you still come?"

Zhang Shuai'an said, "The night is long and I can't sleep, so I thought I'd come over and chat with you."

Zhang Shuai'an said firmly, "It was just chatting. If I did anything out of line, I'm a dog."

And so the two of them actually started chatting.

As they were chatting, Zhang Shuai and An Baoran suddenly started barking like dogs for no apparent reason: "Woof, woof, woof woof woof—"

"You're such a dog!" Brigitte Lin said with a speechless expression.

The next day at dawn.

The phone by the bed rang again.

Zhang Shuai'an reached for the receiver: "Hello, who is this?"

"It's me, Charlie, Qingxia, it's you—"

Qin Xianglin had just introduced himself when he suddenly realized something was wrong: "Who are you? What are you doing in Qingxia's room?"

Zhang Shi'an didn't bother with any more words and hung up the phone directly.

On the other side, Qin Xianglin's face was ashen.

It was morning in Los Angeles. If this man was in Brigitte Lin's room, wouldn't that mean they slept together last night?

"Bang!"

Qin Xianglin grew angrier the more he thought about it, and smashed the receiver and landline phone to the ground with a single punch, shattering them into pieces!

It’s so deceiving!

Brigitte Lin, what am I to you?

Who exactly is that man?

I wasn't paying attention to that person's voice just now!

Could it be Zhang Shuai'an?

Or did Qin Han go to the United States again?

Oh shit!

Qin Xianglin grew angrier the more he thought about it, and smashed the coffee table next to him.

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