Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

Zhang Liling went up the stairs to check if Butler Gu got a room, but ended up wandering into Mr. Fang's bedroom.

'Wow! I like the fragrance here...' Zhang Liling thought to herself with a wowed expression on her face, while trying to look past her blurry sight.

'But this scent smells familiar...' She wondered while shutting the door behind her, and making her way into the bedroom proper.

Her head was fuzzy, and her eyes, blurry. She couldn't make out where exactly she was, but she guessed that it must be Butler Gu's new bedroom.

"How could you get this special treatment from Mr. Fang while I, the person that loves him the most, gets nothing?! That's unfair!"

Zhang Liling poured out her grievances as she made her way towards the bed in unsteady steps. When she finally got close to the bed, she leaned over to feel the sheets with her hands, before letting her body fall on it.

"Wow! So comfortable!" She said with a big smile on her face.

Her bag was laying on the floor, next to the bed. She had dropped it before dropping on the bed.

Mr. Fang was currently in the shower, and the shower was on when Zhang Liling stepped in, so he didn't hear the sound of the door opening and closing.

But immediately he turned off the shower and grabbed a towel to wipe his body, he heard a grumbling sound coming from his bedroom.

'Huh!' There was a confused gaze from Mr. Fang as he looked towards the tightly shut bathroom door.

'Did I hear wrongly?' He thought while perking his ears to see if he would hear another sound, but he didn't. So he went on to continue wiping his body.

Just as he stepped out of the transparent compartment of the acrylic stall panel and wrapped the white towel around his waist, he heard a soft voice coming from his bedroom again. Black lines appeared on his forehead as he asked himself, "Is someone in my bedroom?"

At that thought, anger became visible on his face. Who would dare to step into his bedroom at that time?

Mr. Fang was angry, and went on to drape a bathrobe on his body. When he was done tying the knot loosely around his waist area, he walked towards the door and yanked it open.

From the bathroom door, he could see a figure on his bed, and his eyes immediately widened at the guts and impetus someone had to lay on his bed.

Immediately, his surroundings became frosty. And as he took steps forward, he recognised the figure laying on his bed as if she owned the world.

That was Zhang Liling.

'What is she doing on my bed?!' That was Mr. Fang's thought when he recognised that it was Zhang Liling who was laying on his bed.

He stepped towards his bed hurriedly, only to see the figure laying on his bed clearly.

Zhang Liling's eyes were shut, her face flushed with a deep shade of tomato red. Her clothes were rumpled, and most eye-catchingly, almost half of her thighs were visible.

Her dress had gone up a bit when she laid on the bed and adjusted her body lazily. She found Mr. Fang's bed so comfortable that she didn't bother about her dress going up.

The most important thing, was to enjoy the comfort of her back against the bed.

"I can't let him have this bed all to himself!" Zhang Liling spoke softly as a small played on her lips. Her eyes were still shut, and that was what provoked Mr. Fang the more.

"Is she talking about me?" He asked no one in particular before leaning in, but immediately withdrew his nose as he covered it, before returning a frosty gaze back to her.

"She drank? This girl has the guts to drink, get drunk, come back to my house, invade my bedroom and take over my bed?!"

Mr. Fang gnashed his teeth while glaring at the ignorant drunk lady laying on his bed.

At this moment, Zhang Liling felt a little itchy on her thighs, and moved one of her hand to that spot to scratch it, and in the process, pulled her dress up a bit more.

'That's it! I have heard enough!' Said Mr. Fang to himself before leaning over to yank Zhang Liling off his bed, while still covering his nose with the other hand.

Just a few seconds ago when he had leaned over, the alcohol smell from Zhang Liling, assaulted his nose, and caused him to be irritated. The wave of sharp pain that hit his nose caused him to be uncomfortable.

Zhang Liling felt her hand being pulled and frowned. Her eyelashes fluttered before she slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing that she seemed to have her brain in order, for opening her eyes, Mr. Fang quickly let her go and scolded her.

"Zhang Liling, do you want to die in my hands?! Quickly get off my bed this second before I throw you out of my house!"

Unknowingly to him, Zhang Liling was still out of it. Right at the moment, she found his voice familiar, and was trying really hard to picture his face, but her sight was too blurry, so she gave up.

"Are you Mr. Fang? Your voice sounds familiar..." Zhang Liling asked in-between a hiccup.

Mr. Fang didn't find this funny. "I asked you to get out of my bed, and you still have the cheek to ask me questions? Are you tired of living?"

Zhang Liling heard the threat and thought, 'He really sounds like Mr. Fang, did Mr. Fang come into my dreams? Wow! This must be my lucky day!' Zhang Liling shrieked in her head and then slowly raised half of her body from the bed to continue ogling at him.

'Why can't I see his face properly! Well, it doesn't matter, I can just hug him all I want and confess to him!'

When Mr. Fang saw her trying to get up, he thought that she was coming back to her senses, but he confirmed that she was still out of it by the time she suddenly pulled him towards her by the collar of his robe, and pressed her lips against his.