Chapter 1567 - 626: Sweet Dousha_2
But what attracted Zhou Wang’s gaze even more was the strap that looked like butterfly wings on her upper body.
The dark golden texture and vividly lifelike design made it seem as if a large butterfly was clinging to her chest, also... only covering her front.
From the slippery waist to the snow-white back, most of the skin on her upper body was exposed to the air. When Lisa turned slightly out of some sense of shame, Zhou Wang caught a fleeting glimpse of the newly sprouted buds bound by straps...
If Zhou Wang remembered correctly, when he was in the company lobby today, it seemed he saw Lisa wearing this strap.
It was just that since she had a sweater draped over it at the time, Zhou Wang didn’t see the full view of this strap, but he remembered the style.
He truly hadn’t expected that the full view of this butterfly strap was actually so... provocative.
Zhou Wang’s smile immediately turned playful.
"It seems like you’ve already prepared... to please me, haven’t you?"
Lisa’s cheeks still had some lingering traces of panic and despair, but hearing these words, her face couldn’t help but turn slightly red.
She obediently lowered her head, not refuting Zhou Wang’s words but instead, stepping towards Zhou Wang one step at a time in her high heels.
After a brief moment of hesitation, Lisa spoke, "President, if you allow me, can I... can I use dance as a way, I’ll be more natural..."
A private dance performance from Lisa?
Zhou Wang was indeed interested and immediately nodded slightly.
Lisa stood silently for a few seconds, seemingly rehearsing in her mind. But given her talent in the field of dance and countless performance experiences, this didn’t require much choreography. What she had to overcome was probably only the psychological barrier.
Because this was no longer just a dance, but a ceremony... a ritual of submission.
After a pause, Lisa took a deep breath, suddenly placing her hand on Zhou Wang’s shoulder, straightening her legs, turning her waist, and using a high-difficulty backbend as the opening.
Her body curved like a crescent moon, flowing hair brushing against Zhou Wang’s cheek and neck, her features started becoming vivid with the state she was entering, big bright eyes brimmed with allure just a few centimeters away as she looked up at Zhou Wang.
After a brief eye contact, Lisa continued to move.
Zhou Wang felt as if he... had turned into a chair.
Yes, just like one of those chairs placed at the center of the stage, used for a dancer to express emotions.
But it must be said though Zhou Wang felt like an unfeeling tool, just Lisa’s one-sided passion was enough to make him, serving as the chair, have a rising body temperature and quickened breathing.
Her outfit was originally so thin it was almost as if she wasn’t wearing anything, and as the silent dance continued, Lisa, having fully entered the state, discarded all inhibitions, her movements becoming increasingly wild and bold.
He strongly suspected that this was the kind of dance she performed at that grand show because if Lisa’s concert dances were considered the public version, then what Zhou Wang appreciated at that moment was like the internal version ruined by a mosaic.
Even hotter, even sexier, even more sensuous.
There were sudden cheek-to-ears intimacy touches, abrupt descending impacts like the bright moon, and at some moment, Lisa used his shoulder as a fulcrum, suddenly pressing her whole body over, then stepping one foot on the sofa while lifting the other leg over his other shoulder...
The déjà vu of this posture felt like Lisa was standing on a chair, pressing her whole body forward straight to make a one-knee standing posture, and at this point, her hip-hugging skirt’s hem would be completely flush with the chair back, maybe even enveloping it.
And the "chair back" at this moment was naturally Zhou Wang’s head.
Being suffocated for several seconds, Zhou Wang once suspected if this was Lisa taking the opportunity to retaliate, but the next second, Lisa suddenly lifted his hand, placing it against the smooth rib beside the butterfly wing tie, and Zhou Wang, having no time to think further, could only grasp that only support point to stabilize his balance.
Without musical accompaniment, but still, Lisa followed an invisible rhythm, completing a dance lasting about three minutes.
With the final sliding motion close to his face, she sat down on the carpet, looking up at Zhou Wang.
"Huff, huff..."
Lisa slightly panted, the butterfly wings at her chest due to the loosened straps now hung crookedly around her neck, and Zhou Wang’s hand that held the support point hadn’t released yet, pulling up and down now forced Lisa to straighten up her back again.
Once the dance ended, she didn’t dare boldly stare into Zhou Wang’s eyes anymore, but her wandering gaze didn’t show any resistance either.
Obviously, she had acquiesced to Zhou Wang’s previous request, at this moment... allowing herself to be handled.
Zhou Wang slightly leaned forward, Lisa’s body tensed up slightly too, clearly, her heart wasn’t as calm as she outwardly seemed.
Zhou Wang looked down, lifting Lisa’s chin with his free hand, closely observing the girl kneeling before him.
Lightly curled medium-long hair fell smoothly, in the middle was an unpolished sweet face, with a delicate chin, giving off a doll-like refinement.
Zhou Wang’s gaze finally fixed on her lips.
Some fans thought the only flaw on Lisa’s face, which could be described as the "world’s sweetest doll," was her disproportionately large lips.
The style that should have been sweet and lively was slightly disrupted in its overall beauty due to the lips’ disproportionate ratio; had she possessed "cherry-like lips," maybe her looks could have been taken a step further.
However, many fans hold the opposite view.
It was precisely because of her "big mouth" that this face becomes vibrant, her smile becomes even sweeter, showing she’s not only a sweet girl, but can also pull off hotter makeup looks.
At this moment, Zhou Wang probably leaned more towards the latter opinion.
His thumb, which was originally placed on Lisa’s chin, naturally slid upwards, landing on Lisa’s soft, bright red lips.
Lisa shivered slightly, but restrained herself from retreating.
"Look at me."
At this time, Zhou Wang gently uttered three words.
Lisa then turned her gaze, which had been slightly diverted, back slowly, looking up at Zhou Wang.
"Mmm!"
Lisa let out a slight, ambiguous hum; her brows gently furrowed, but she couldn’t speak because Zhou Wang had slid his finger inside.
Their gaze communicated silently, Lisa quickly understanding Zhou Wang’s intention, staring at him with a mix of shyness and indignation while starting to pleasurably engage with Zhou Wang’s finger using her soft muscle tissue with a longing posture.
This humiliating process endured for an unknown duration, ultimately being Lisa who couldn’t withstand it any longer. She understood what Zhou Wang truly wanted her to please, so she lifted her hand, reaching for Zhou Wang’s belt.
But at that same moment, Zhou Wang pressed her hand down.
"Hmm?"
Lisa looked at Zhou Wang in confusion, only able to let out a light nasal sound.
Suddenly, Zhou Wang stood up, organizing his attire as he spoke calmly, "My lawyer is waiting for you in the room opposite. After signing the contract he prepared, the trouble on your mother’s side will soon be resolved... if you require additional assistance, you may ask him."
Lisa was stunned for a moment, probably having not anticipated that after she had mentally prepared herself for the lowest standards, Zhou Wang actually seemed not intending to breach her lower boundaries.
Zhou Wang knew what Lisa was puzzled about, though he wasn’t completely uninterested in Lisa, but now he understood more the importance of timing and priorities... with Lisa’s family background and personality, exhibiting such an attitude was already enough.
Without minding the stupefied Lisa, after tidying his attire Zhou Wang walked out briskly.
Upon reaching the door, Sura, standing outside, heard the noise, swiftly opened the door first.
With undisguised curiosity, she peeked inside, quickly withdrawing her gaze and softly saying, "Mr. Zhou, the car is ready... and it’s confirmed Jin Zhixiu is currently at home, do we head there directly?"