After one night of indulgence, the abstinent tycoon kissed her every night with his hand on her hip.

After the party ended, Jiang Zhi said goodbye to her friends and got into Ling Jingyuan's car. Ling Jingyuan had been drinking that night, so his driver was driving.

As soon as Jiang Zhi got into the car, Ling Jingyuan pulled her into his arms tightly. The man rested his head on Jiang Zhi's shoulder and spoke in a deep voice.

"Girlfriend, I drank too much and my head hurts so much. Will you stay with me tonight?"

Jiang Zhi, without a second thought, looked down at the man leaning on her shoulder and asked with concern, "Besides your headache, is anything else bothering you?"

As the saying goes, concern leads to confusion; Jiang Zhi didn't realize that Ling Jingyuan hadn't actually drunk much alcohol all night.

Zhou Siye was the only one who drank the most at the entire party.

"Hmm, my head hurts, and my stomach doesn't feel right either."

Ling Jingyuan lowered his gaze and buried his face in Jiang Zhi's shoulder, speaking in a muffled voice.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhi's heart softened, and she looked at Ling Jingyuan with some heartache. "When we get back, I'll make you some hangover soup. Drink it and get some rest."

Ling Jingyuan's lips curled slightly after hearing this, his lowered eyes filled with a deep darkness.

"My girlfriend is so great."

The arm that was holding Jiang Zhi's waist tightened slightly, pulling her even closer.

Feeling Ling Jingyuan's strong heartbeat, Jiang Zhi felt a sense of peace. She let the man hold her and closed her eyes slightly, feeling very at ease.

Soon, the car stopped at Ling Jingyuan's mansion.

Jiang Zhi helped Ling Jingyuan onto the elevator, unlocked the door with her fingerprint, and then closed it.

After helping him to the sofa, Jiang Zhi got up to go to the kitchen to make a hangover soup for Ling Jingyuan, but before she could even stand up properly, she was pulled back by a pair of strong arms.

Jiang Zhi slumped heavily onto Ling Jingyuan, whose eyes were clear and showed no signs of drunkenness.

"Jiang Zhi".

Ling Jingyuan spoke in a low voice, his warm and hot breath spraying onto Jiang Zhi's neck and earlobes, which felt very hot.

Jiang Zhi was slightly taken aback, and only when she saw the deep look in Ling Jingyuan's eyes did she realize what was going on.

"Ling Jingyuan, you're not drunk, you're lying to me."

Ling Jingyuan chuckled softly upon hearing this, his dark eyes locking onto Jiang Zhi's lips.

"Jiang Zhi, do you miss me?"

Ling Jingyuan's gaze was too intense. He wrapped one arm around Jiang Zhi's waist and gently covered Jiang Zhi's lips with the other. His slender fingers lingered intimately on the shape of Jiang Zhi's lips.

Jiang Zhi was held on Ling Jingyuan's lap, tightly held in his arms. Ling Jingyuan's breath was too intense, and his eyes were too hot and burning.

The eyes that looked at her were filled with intense aggression and possessiveness.

"Ling Jingyuan..."

Before Jiang Zhi could finish speaking, Ling Jingyuan gently interrupted her, kissing her lips softly in a low, dark voice.

"Jiang Zhi, I miss you so much."

After saying that, Ling Jingyuan didn't give Jiang Zhi time to react and deepened the kiss.

Longing surges like a tide, urgent and magnificent.

Even though he and Jiang Zhi hadn't been apart for long, he missed Jiang Zhi terribly.

After a passionate and forceful kiss, Jiang Zhi was pushed down onto the sofa by the man.

Ling Jingyuan propped himself up with his hands, his lowered eyes locking onto Jiang Zhi with his sexy black gaze. Jiang Zhi had just been teased by the man's intense kiss, and now her face was flushed, her beautiful eyes filled with glistening tears.

Her red lips parted slightly, revealing two pearly white teeth, and her chest rose and fell gently. She hadn't done anything, yet she was silently alluring.

Ling Jingyuan's eyes darkened. He glanced at Jiang Zhi and said in a hoarse and strained voice, "Jiang Zhi, we won't kiss anymore."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhi looked at Ling Jingyuan with some relief, thinking that the man had regained his senses.

But the next second, Ling Jingyuan leaned down and pressed his body tightly against Jiang Zhi, his hot breath spraying directly onto Jiang Zhi's neck as he spoke.

"Jiang Zhi, would you like some?"

Through the thin fabric, Ling Jingyuan could clearly feel the softness of Jiang Zhi's chest. Jiang Zhi's face was flushed. When she touched Ling Jingyuan's body, the heat and burning sensation made her feel hot even through the suit fabric.

"Ling Jingyuan, I won't..."

Before Jiang Zhi could even utter the word "want," Ling Jingyuan kissed her, pressing his lips against hers with a sly smile.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, don't stop."

Jiang Zhi: ...

When did she ever say, "Don't stop!!!"

The protests were ineffective; all of Jiang Zhi's words and resistance were melted away by the man.

...(Do it a lot, use your imagination.)

Suzhou.

Lin Li returned home, washed her face, and fell into a deep sleep, completely unaware of the message Zhou Siye had sent on her phone.

Kyoto, at Zhou Siye's home.

"Zhou Siye."

Zhou Siye was slightly taken aback. He looked at Lin Li, who was wearing only his black shirt and smiling brightly on the big bed, and his eyes darkened.

Lin Li wasn't short, but his shirt only barely covered his buttocks, leaving his long, straight legs clearly exposed.

She sat on her large black bed, smiling brightly and charmingly at him.

"Zhou Siye."

Lin Li spoke softly to him, beckoning him with her finger. Zhou Siye walked straight towards Lin Li without even thinking, his deep eyes fixed on her bright smile.

"Lin Li".

Zhou Siye's gaze was fixed on Lin Li from top to bottom, his arms tightly encircling her in his embrace, as if afraid that the woman would disappear at any moment.

"Yes, I'm here."

Upon hearing this, Lin Li smiled brightly, reached out and gently hooked Zhou Siye's tie, pulling him down a little.

"Zhou Siye, I like you, I like you a lot, I like you a lot."

After Lin Li finished speaking, she kissed Zhou Siye's cold lips. The touch of their lips was familiar, passionate, and exciting.

Zhou Siye was slightly taken aback. His body reacted before he could think, and he hugged Lin Li, deepening the kiss.

Lin Li's kiss, like her, was bright, charming, and sweet.

Zhou Siye lowered his eyes, his body filled with endless desire, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the person in his arms even more.

Lin Li is his.

She can only love him!

The two were already familiar with each other's bodies. Lin Li's black shirt had been pushed up to her chest, revealing the woman's full and alluring curves.

Zhou Siye's eyes darkened, and his gaze locked onto Lin Li's face with a touch of darkness.

The next second, Lin Li looked up and her beautiful eyes filled with tears.

"Zhou Siye, do you like me?"

Zhou Siye paused slightly upon hearing this, and before he could speak, the woman who had been in his arms vanished instantly.

No matter how Zhou Siye searched, Lin Li seemed to have vanished.

Later, he saw Lin Li, dressed in a wedding gown, being held in the arms of another man.

"Lin Li!"

Zhou Siye gasped and opened his eyes abruptly. He gasped for breath, a sense of inexplicable panic washing over him.

He looked around and realized that he was at home. The dream he had just experienced was just a dream, it was fake.

Thinking about the scene in his dream, Zhou Siye felt his heart being gripped by an invisible force whenever he thought of Lin Li wearing a wedding dress and marrying another man.

Zhou Siye's eyes were terrifyingly deep. He let out a soft breath and had only one thought in his mind.

Lin Li can only be his!