Wild Young Miss: Mister, Let's Kiss!

Matthew Xi froze completely. Why was he thinking of another woman while doing it with Zoey? Was it perhaps of the resemblance of the emotions he had years ago? 

Still, that memory slightly sullened his mood and brought back his rationality. However, the next second, Zoey caught him off-guard as she pulled him down and switched positions with him — Zoey on the top while he was on the bottom. 

"Zoey —" staring at her smug gleaming eyes, Matthew Xi's words were interrupted when she leaned down and initiated a kiss. He groaned, attempting to stop the powerful urge she was causing to rise within him.

"Shh," She hushed, moving her lips as she left soft pecks on his jaw and neck. 

Matthew Xi stroked her hair as his every breath grew heavier. His toe curled while his rod erected. This curse of lust was pushing and pulling him in between the right and wrong.

Her moist soft lips tickled him, sending electricity throughout his nerves. It made his logic wane. It was addicting. The pleasure she offered was surely addicting. 

"Ah... " Panting, Matthew Xi couldn't bother with the slight pain she caused as she marked her territory. He felt her go down to near his lower region before he heard a faint snicker. 

Gazing down he looked at Zoey glancing at him with a smug grin. 'I know I'm hopeless.' He said inside his mind, feeling utterly defeated. 

"Browny, do you remember—" Just as Zoey muttered, she halted as she pursed her lips together. 

"Zoey, wait — no..." Seeing her resisting her vomit, Matthew Xi widened his eyes. Alas, even before he could take action, Zoey puked all that she had eaten and drunk the whole night. 

The disgusting liquid instantly drenched his exposed upper body, which made him wince as he closed his eyes. At that moment, he nearly threw Zoey out of the bed. 

"I —" Hiccuping, Zoey vomited again and showered him with it. It repeated for at least three times before she collapsed to the side. "Ahh..." She murmured, feeling a bit better after releasing the alcohol in her system. 

Meanwhile, Matthew Xi covered his eyes with his arm. The vomit on him immobilized him for a good few minutes. 

It took him a while to recover from the trauma before he dashed to the bathroom. However, he just rinsed off the disgusting residue on his lower abs before heading back to the bedroom. 

In the end, what he had expected didn't happen. Instead, he had to clean up her mess, changing everything: sheets, blanket, pillowcases, and even wipe her. 

As to why Zoey woke up completely naked, he had no idea. He had just left her half naked with her underwear still on. 

Regardless, one thing he realized was that he failed Zoey. She trusted him and yet he took advantage of her vulnerability and intoxication. Reasons for him to reflect on his misconduct.

Tonight's occurrence only added confusion to him. Matthew Xi was puzzled if he was just sexually attracted to her or bore much deeper feelings for her. 

Not to mention, his doubts in Zoey grew bigger. If she was this feisty, he could not help but think this wasn't the first time. This thought was killing him and he hated it. 

*****

[PRESENT TIME]

When Matthew Xi was done showering, he had a change of casual clothes that Paul Qian had sent earlier that day. As soon as he returned to where he left Zoey, she was back asleep like a human burrito wrapped inside the blanket. 

Slowly, he walked up to her side. He glanced at the empty bowl and tablets of medicines. Nodding his head in satisfaction, Matthew Xi stared at her for a moment before deciding to leave the room for a while. 

"Are you leaving?" Just as he walked a few steps away from her, Matthew Xi heard her faint question. 

Looking over his shoulders, Matthew Xi sighed. "I'm going out for a walk. I'll be back." He didn't hear her again and resumed in his tracks and left. 

Upon hearing the door shut closed, Zoey blinked her eyes. For some reason, she didn't stop him or acted like usual. 

Perhaps, it was because of her dream earlier that stopped her from doing so. Also, her strong hangover wanted her to give herself a rest. Still, she was bothered about something which made her feel restless. 

"What's in the bathroom?" She muttered and slowly got up as she turned to the door. Thinking that she would feel better if she freshen up, Zoey dragged her feet to the bathroom for a quick shower. 

Alas, what welcomed her in the bathroom was the stinking smell of rotten vomit and tons of towels, bedsheet, blanket and even her dress rolled together. 

"What the heck...?" She murmured. Her brows twitched at the mess. "Did he clean up my mess last night?" Zoey added, seeing a few residues of her vomit on the sheet. 

"No wonder he looks stressed and traumatized.�� Embarrassed, Zoey buried her face in her palm. She just wanted to dig a hole and bury herself for whatever shame she had brought upon herself. 

Just as Zoey thought it could never get worse, she was wrong. When she instinctively turned her head to the mirror, she nearly jolted upon seeing a ghost looking back at her. 

"Oh, my god!" Zoey jumped back, startled at the nightmare in the mirror.

One...

Two...

Three...

Zoey moved her hand before she realized that the clown in the mirror was her! Upon absorbing this realization, Zoey gasped. 

She could not believe that she looked like this since earlier. That meant Matthew Xi had been staring at the nightmare Zoey and not the pretty Zoey!

"This relationship is bound to end..." Zoey felt her energy and soul fade away as her knees collapsed. This was way worse than she expected. 

"This is the reason they say drink moderately." Through her gritted teeth, Zoey felt like weeping for the shame she had brought upon herself.. 

Now, how could she ever look at him straight in the eye and act pretty? Not like she had an unlimited shamelessness to flaunt.. Little did she know, that should be the list of her concerns as she had made herself known to the 'matchmaker of the year' named Vivian Xi.