"In fact, many people think that adhering to bottom lines is a kind of outdated idea, but in my opinion, it is precisely the most scarce quality in this impetuous era."

Li Baibing's eyebrows curved slightly as she gently pushed the newly refilled purple clay teacup in front of Zhou Yanhuai.

Zhou Yanhuai looked at Li Baibing in front of him. In the swirling mist, her eyes were so clear and focused, and Zhou Yanhuai even saw a hint of admiration in them.

Zhou Yanhuai was completely captivated; he never expected to meet someone here whose soul resonated with his.

For a long time, due to his family background, he had seen too many scheming scoundrels who would stop at nothing to gain profit.

His principles were once criticized by some elders as inflexible and secretly ridiculed by the rich kids in the circle as fake high-mindedness, but he never refuted them. However, deep down he was actually yearning for someone who could understand him.

Li Xiao counts as one, while Zheng Hao is at most half a person.

He had thought he would never meet someone who understood him again in his life, but now, in this private hot spring filled with steam and ambiguity, in this place of entertainment that should be a place of fleeting pleasures, there was a girl who, with the most steadfast and clear gaze, regarded his persistence as a precious treasure.

Although they had only been together for less than an hour, he felt that he might actually be starting to like the person in front of him.

"Bai Bing..."

His voice sounded a little hoarse from the suppression, but even he himself didn't realize it.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Li Baibing looked at Zhou Yanhuai and felt as if there was something extra in his eyes.

Zhou Yanhuai raised his hand and, as if possessed, gently touched the tips of her fingers that were resting on the edge of the pool with his fingertips.

Faced with this sudden attack, Li Baibing did not dodge. Instead, she turned her wrist and gently covered the back of his hand with her slender, cool fingers.

"Young Master Zhou, soaking in the water for too long can cause chest tightness. Should we... move to another spot?"

"How about we go somewhere else?"

His gaze involuntarily fell on the girl's luscious red lips, glistening with moisture. The moral defenses he had built up in his mind crumbled completely under the assault of the cool rose scent.

Zhou Yanhuai remained silent for a while, but looking at the invitation from the person in front of him, he could no longer control his inner thoughts.

"good".

Upon hearing this word, a triumphant smile flashed in Li Baibing's eyes.

Without saying much, she simply used the strength of the back of his hand to stand up naked from the pool.

Warm spring water trickled down her moon-white halter-neck swimsuit, outlining a perfect curve in the misty steam.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Yanhuai hurriedly looked away, but the next second, his hand was taken by that slightly cool, soft hand.

"Come with me."

At this moment, Zhou Yanhuai was like a puppet under a spell, easily led by Li Baibing.

They were very close. A drop of water fell from her hair, landing squarely on his collarbone and trickling down his chest. The cool scent of roses mingled with the humid steam, and his mind went blank, as if something had been completely dissolved.

He lowered his eyes, looking at her misty eyes and glistening lips, and his breathing became completely erratic. His hand acted before his mind—he grabbed her slender wrist, but he didn't control his strength well and grabbed it too hard.

Li Baibing was slightly taken aback. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes behind her glasses, but that surprise softened and turned into a rippling pool of water. She didn't struggle; instead, she followed his force and gently nestled herself into his burning chest.

The moment their skin touched, Zhou Yanhuai's already heavy breathing became completely erratic.

He looked down into her beautiful eyes, clear and serene, as if they could see right into his heart.

Without further hesitation, he mustered all his courage and lowered his head to kiss her.

The sun was blazing outside the window, casting their intertwined shadows onto the carpet, where they remained motionless.

5 PM.

Zhou Yanhuai slowly awoke from this absurd yet enchanting world of pleasure.

The blackout curtains completely blocked out the afterglow of the setting sun outside, leaving only a warm yellow wall lamp lit in the room, casting a dim and ambiguous light.

The air still carried the scent of their lovemaking. Zhou Yanhuai lay on his back on the bed, staring at the wall lamp on the ceiling for a long time, his mind blank as if someone had pressed the reset button.

He turned his head slightly, and the girl in his arms was curled up in a position where she felt extremely insecure. Her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her eyelids, and there were still a few conspicuous red marks on her fair shoulders.

Seeing this scene before him, Zhou Yanhuai's mind went blank for a moment before being filled with an unprecedented sense of responsibility.

He has to take responsibility for her.

His life, which had been tightly bound by rules and regulations for the past eighteen years, has now completely deviated from its course. However, he does not feel any regret. Instead, he feels a secret sense of exhilaration at breaking free of his shackles.

He carefully raised his hand and gently tucked a stray strand of hair that had fallen across Li Baibing's cheek behind her ear, his movements so gentle that he was afraid of disturbing this priceless treasure in his arms.

Upon waking, she shed the intellectual and aloof exterior she wore during the day, revealing a touch of endearing naiveté.

Their eyes met, and the lingering romantic atmosphere seemed to intensify once more.

Just then, a sudden soft "gurgle" broke the silence.

Zhou Yanhuai blushed, only then belatedly realizing that his stomach was protesting.

He then realized that the two of them had been up all morning and hadn't eaten anything.

"Are you hungry?" He coughed lightly, his voice gentle, and pulled the blanket up for her. "Get up and get ready, we'll go out to get something to eat."

Li Baibing nodded, blushing as she pulled herself up from under the covers.

By the time the two had washed up and dressed, and pushed open the first-floor door of the villa to enter the courtyard, it was already completely dark outside.

A tempting aroma of grilled meat fat wafted over.

On the open lawn in the backyard, a bonfire had been set up sometime earlier.

Zheng Hao was lying on the plump thighs of a blonde woman, humming an unknown tune.

Nearby, two other hot girls were grilling sizzling meat skewers, while Li Xiao sat alone on an outdoor folding chair, a glass of whiskey in his hand, quietly watching the dancing flames.

Hearing the sound of the sliding door, he squinted and glanced towards the doorway.

When Zheng Hao saw that the person who came was Zhou Yanhuai, and that behind Zhou Yanhuai was a girl wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a plain white dress, he immediately blew a loud, lewd whistle and shouted at the top of his lungs while making faces.

"Oh my goodness! Everyone, look who managed to come out! Our Director Zhou has finally seen the light of day again! If you hadn't come out, Brother Xiao was about to have me go in and call 120 for you. Come on, come sit down, the lamb kidneys are all grilled for you. You've been a big eater today, you need to replenish yourself!"

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like