It fell from his fingertips

Tang Luoqing suspected that Zhou Jinbai had gone mad, or that it was President Xie who had gone mad.

"Have you ever thought about how much pressure you're putting on me?"

Tang Luoqing clenched the documents tightly, crumpling the two stacked documents together. She put them down and looked at Zhou Jinbai: "Zhou Jinbai, I will not be with you, no matter what you do."

"It's because of...my parents, isn't it?"

Zhou Jinbai's voice became even lower.

Tang Luoqing remained silent.

Silence means consent. What Tang Luoqing can't get past is Zhou Jinbai's parents. She can't go back to the Zhou family with Zhou Yanchen just a few months ago, and then go back with Zhou Yanchen's brother a few months later. Besides, how is she supposed to face Zhou Yanchen?

The living room fell silent for a moment, except for Milk Candy jumping out of the room and meowing, which prevented the space from becoming completely quiet.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Jinbai grasped Tang Luoqing's hand: "Then... how about I be your secret lover?"

Tang Luoqing was even more shocked than before: "What? Zhou Jinbai, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not lying."

Zhou Jinbai tentatively took Tang Luoqing's hand, gazing directly at her: "As long as you're willing to let me pursue you, even as a secret lover, I'm willing. You don't need to take responsibility for me. To outsiders, we can have no relationship, as long as you're willing..."

Before he could finish speaking, Tang Luoqing suddenly leaned close to Zhou Jinbai and kissed him.

In an instant, the air froze.

All of Zhou Jinbai's humble pleas, which he hadn't finished saying, were stuck in his throat, and his eyes were filled with a blank stare.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, an uncontrollable possessiveness surged in Zhou Jinbai's eyes. He raised his hand, grabbed Tang Luoqing's lower back, and took the initiative, forcefully returning the kiss.

No longer the gentle probing of before, this kiss was surging and scalding, densely engulfing each other's breath.

Tang Luoqing gripped the man's shirt tightly, all her reason crumbling away.

Zhou Jinbai then slowly leaned down, his strength gentle yet not allowing any escape, taking the woman in his arms step by step backward.

Her back pressed against the soft sofa, and the man's tall figure loomed over her, completely enveloping her in that small space.

The interplay of light and shadow left only the fleeting image of Milk Candy as she swiftly disappeared with a "meow," and the mingled, hot breaths of the two lovers in the living room.

The man slightly parted her reddened lips, his hot breath landing on her collarbone, his delicate kisses soothing her taut skin.

Tang Luoqing felt weak all over, and even the strength to raise her hand to push him away had completely dissipated.

She instinctively wanted to dodge, to avoid this overly intimate aggression, but Zhou Jinbai gently grabbed her ankle.

The man lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes concealing the turbulent emotions surging within them.

He then stepped back slightly, and a cool kiss landed on Tang Luoqing's slender ankle.

Tang Luoqing was startled and tried to stop him.

"What are you doing?"

"To be a lover."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Jinbai's kisses moved upwards inch by inch, brushing over the slender and delicate lines of her calves. His movements were tender and devout, slow and tingling, sending shivers down one's spine.

With utmost patience, each touch of his lips was deliberate and meticulous, the scalding heat penetrating his skin and spreading through his veins to every part of his body, burning Tang Luoqing's entire body and causing his consciousness to gradually fade.

Her breathing became increasingly erratic, and shallow gasps escaped her lips uncontrollably. Her eyes flushed crimson, and a thin layer of moisture enveloped them, making her look exceptionally pitiful.

The remaining rationality was still struggling, and a voice in her heart was screaming wildly: No, it shouldn't be, it can't be. This is Zhou Jinbai, the president of the Zhou Group, who is a taboo subject in the business world.

But bodily perception is far more honest than reason.

Zhou Jinbai's kiss was too gentle; even in the midst of their intimacy, it was still so tender and delicate that it was heartbreaking.

Tang Luoqing's tense guard and bottom line collapsed at this moment.

The man's movements gradually slowed down, and he leaned closer, his warm breath falling entirely on her skin, carrying a cool scent that completely overwhelmed all her senses.

Tang Luoqing's fingers lost their strength, and the hand that was gripping his hair slowly loosened, only to tighten again.

However, Tang Luoqing, who had never experienced anything like this before, quickly surrendered, while Zhou Jinbai's face was soaked with sweat.

She was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground.

Instead, the other person picked up Tang Luoqing, walked into the bedroom, went straight into the bathroom, put her down, kissed her deeply, and then turned and left.

Tang Luoqing was a little confused.

He had clearly already...

Why did he only serve her? What about him? What should we do?

Then, the sound of a door closing came from outside, seemingly coming from the direction of the guest bathroom.

A dozen minutes later, Tang Luoqing finished washing up and changed into clean clothes, and returned to the living room, but she could no longer look directly at her favorite sofa.

Her cheeks flushed red, but she found that the water stains on the sofa had been cleaned up completely.

Does this man have to be so... considerate?

Another ten minutes or so passed before the guest bathroom door finally opened. Zhou Jinbai opened the door a crack and called Tang Luoqing's name.

Tang Luoqing turned her head and saw Zhou Jinbai peeking out from the doorway.

The man's hair was wet and dripping water, revealing only part of his delicate, pale collarbone. Water droplets fell from his hair and hit his collarbone, making him look particularly alluring.

Then, Zhou Jinbai spoke, his voice inexplicably hoarse: "Could you please go and get me a set of clothes?"

Tang Luoqing quickly looked away and nodded: "Okay, then... give me your key."

"Combination lock, password 1028"

Tang Luoqing nodded: "Okay, then wait a moment."

She had only taken two steps when she stopped abruptly, realizing that Zhou Jinbai's house password was actually her birthday.

Without having time to think, Tang Luoqing hurriedly walked out of the house. Just before the door closed, she vaguely heard a low laugh coming from behind her.

Tang Luoqing quickened her pace, opened Zhou Jinbai's door, went straight into the bedroom, opened the wardrobe, grabbed a shirt and suit pants at random, and then remembered that there was one more important thing she hadn't taken.

She could only turn back, open the wardrobe drawer, and see the underwear inside, her cheeks flushed even more.

She grabbed a piece of clothing and stuffed it between her shirt and suit pants. Her face flushed, Tang Luoqing left Zhou Jinbai's bedroom and went home after leaving his house.

The guest bathroom door was closed. She walked over, took a deep breath, knocked on the door, and said, "I've brought your clothes. Um, could you open the door?"

Soon, the bathroom door opened, and Zhou Jinbai appeared in front of Tang Luoqing wrapped in a white bath towel.

Unlike before when only his face was visible, now the man's chest was bare, his muscles smooth and pale, with water droplets adorning his skin, making him look moist and alluring under the light.

The waistline of a man wrapped in a bath towel is incredibly alluring.

Tang Luoqing's breath hitched as she heard the man's hoarse voice at the door: "Luoqing, did you like it... just now? Want to... do it again? You know, I, your lover, am very good at pleasing people."

Tang Luoqing: "..."