Oh no! Drunk last night, I accidentally wandered into my ex-boyfriend's room.

Lin Qian has a great figure, with slender branches bearing abundant fruit.

The man grasped her soft spot, and she was instantly ignited, her face flushing uncontrollably, her hair practically steaming with embarrassment.

"you……"

Lin Qian felt a sharp pain in her chest and couldn't help but lean back slightly.

Lu Beiting tightened his other arm, gripping her waist and forcefully pulling her towards him.

"What are you hiding for?" He stared at the other person's flustered eyes with a half-smile. "Answer me, why aren't you wearing anything today?"

It was nearing dusk, and the sky was about to darken.

The lights inside the car were off; only the countless towering buildings outside the window reflected dazzling neon lights, like a flowing galaxy, flashing inch by inch past the two people pressed tightly together inside the car.

Lin Qian couldn't see the expression on his face. Her face was flushed, and she was breathing softly, her voice broken and intermittent.

"I...I got the call, I was so anxious, I just threw on a coat and rushed over..."

She had just finished showering and was still wearing her nightgown.

Upon hearing that her younger brother had been beaten, she had no intention of getting dressed properly.

Lu Beiting's prominent Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his eyes darkening.

"Three years... I've matured a bit more."

This must be the 36th.

Lin Qian was initially bewildered, but after she came to her senses, her ears burned even hotter, and she cursed Lu Beiting countless times in her heart as a pervert.

Lu Beiting's palm movements became increasingly unrestrained and punitive, as he sneered, "What, are you thinking I'm a pervert?"

"...No, no." Lin Qian denied in a low voice, feeling guilty.

Lu Beiting narrowed his eyes dangerously.

The next second, Lin Qian couldn't help but cry out in surprise, tears welling up in her eyes, "Go easy on me, it hurts."

She gently bit her moist lips, her eyes glistening with tears.

She looked completely at ease, unaware of how alluring and seductive her pleas were in the face of men's inherent flaws.

I just want to treat him even worse.

Lu Beiting thought this way and did this, taking off the cumbersome coat from Lin Qian's body.

Lin Qian was only wearing a thin white nightgown, which, in the dim light, vaguely outlined her slender figure.

Lu Beiting's breathing became heavier, and he commanded, "Kiss me."

Lin Qian knew she couldn't escape, so she obediently clung to his neck and tilted her head back to press her soft lips against his.

A fleeting and awkward encounter.

It was like a feather gently brushing against my lips, which, instead of calming me down, only fueled my animalistic instincts.

Lu Beiting's voice was even hoarseer, "I'm not satisfied, continue."

Lin Qian took a deep breath, knowing what he wanted, and kissed him again, slowly prying open his lips...

She tried her best to imitate how Lu Beiting had kissed her before.

But it was only a superficial understanding; it wasn't aggressive at all, just a soft kiss.

Like a docile rabbit receiving a carrot, she awkwardly and clumsily offered it to him, trying to please him.

Lu Beiting's breathing grew heavier and heavier. He suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of Lin Qian's head, taking the initiative and deepening the kiss.

The man possessed an irresistible strength and dominance.

Lin Qian was completely overwhelmed and was almost drowning in this suffocating abyss.

"Well……"

I don't know how much time has passed.

When she was about to run out of breath.

Lu Beiting then took pity on her and released her neck, his dark eyes filled with complex emotions.

"You should know what we're going to do tonight, right?"

Lin Qian was still weak and a little oxygen-deprived after the kiss, and she was still gently inhaling.

She nodded blankly.

Lu Beiting pressed his rough thumb against the woman's soft, delicate skin, his gesture carrying a hidden meaning.

"Would you like to try it in the car again tonight?"

Lin Qian's rationality was instantly awakened.

"Lu Beiting, I..."

Lin Qian felt a little guilty, and her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible, "I'm on my period today."

Lu Beiting's finger paused. "What did you say?"

"I said, I'm on my period today," Lin Qian said, avoiding his sharp eyes. "Really."

"You're not lying to me?"

"I'm not lying to you," Lin Qian swore, her sincerity palpable, "otherwise I would never have earned any money in my life."

That's a pretty tough vow.

Lu Beiting still felt inexplicably irritated. "What day is it?"

"the next day……"

Lu Beiting laughed in exasperation, and pinched her waist even harder.

"Then why did you promise me? What do you mean? Are you just playing me for a fool?"

Lin Qian didn't care about anything else at that time; all she could think about was saving Lin Yize, so she nodded haphazardly.

She asked cautiously, "Then I'll pay you back later, okay?"

"But I'm already like this, so what do you suggest we do?"

The black luxury car stopped, and the bodyguard in the front seat got out and left without saying a word.

As night approached, all around was quiet and still.

Lin Qian was still sitting on his lap, so she could clearly feel it.

Her breathing became erratic, and her heart pounded. "But I'm on my period, so I really can't do that kind of thing. How about I make it up to you next time?"

Lu Beiting's capitalist nature gradually surfaced: "Next time, I can do whatever I want? You'll do whatever I say?"

"Okay, whatever you say."

"So now, shouldn't I start charging some interest?"

Lu Beiting pinched her chin, his hot breath spraying onto her body.

"It doesn't have to be that way. Didn't I teach you a method three years ago?"

After saying that, Lu Beiting took Lin Qian's hand.

Lin Qian's hands were beautiful, with slender, long fingers and fair, delicate skin; they were the hands of someone who played the violin.

Unlike Lu Beiting, whose fingers always had a thin layer of calluses.

The next second, there was a "click".

It's the sound of a man's belt buckle being undone.

……

I don't know how much time has passed.

Lin Qian knelt weakly on the carpet inside the car, looking up at Lu Beiting.

A hint of grievance lingered in her eyes. "Are you...satisfied?"

Lu Beiting was like a cold-blooded devil just now, saying "Not satisfied, continue" countless times.

Lin Qian treated him like a queen, wishing she could worship him and doing everything she could to get him to let her go.

Lu Beiting leaned back against the leather seat in the back, his eyes slightly closed, his voice hoarse.

"That felt great."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Beiting opened his eyes, his deep gaze falling on her as he leaned down towards her.

The man, still wanting more, extended his thumb and pinched Lin Qian's delicate cheek, his voice low and deep:

"I'll let you know the specific time for the next compensation, understand?"