It fell from his fingertips

I finally finished a painting that I was satisfied with.

Although it was only a preliminary draft, Tang Luoqing was overjoyed to see the soft lines and soothing brushstrokes on the paper. The matter that had troubled her for more than a month was finally starting to make a pleasant start.

Tang Luoqing put down her paintbrush, turned around excitedly, and hugged Zhou Jinbai, who was working.

Zhou Jinbai paused in his typing, feeling Tang Luoqing's pleasant emotions as she hugged his neck and leaned against him. The tension that had been building up when he was working eased.

A faint smile appeared on his lips as he slowly raised one hand.

Just as his palm was about to touch Tang Luoqing's back, she finally realized that the hug was too intimate and quickly loosened her grip, trying to leave. Zhou Jinbai placed his palm on her back, stopping Tang Luoqing's next move to pull away, and asked softly,

"Is it finished?"

Tang Luoqing: "..."

She was very embarrassed; she had been too excited just now, to the point that…

But now, the one who won't let go is Zhou Jinbai, and if Zhou Jinbai insists on holding her, she can't break free at all.

Tang Luoqing's cheeks flushed, and she hummed in agreement, patting Zhou Jinbai's back: "Why don't you... let go of me first?"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Tang Luoqing caught a very soft laugh.

"don't want."

The resolute answer rang in her ears, and Tang Luoqing's breath caught in her throat. Then, just as she was worried that Zhou Jinbai would hold her tightly, he released her back.

Tang Luoqing instinctively straightened up, took a step back to maintain distance, and spoke in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, I... I was just too happy, I didn't mean to..."

"Want to see your painting?"

Zhou Jinbai looked at Tang Luoqing.

Tang Luoqing nodded, and Zhou Jinbai put down his computer and went to the flower stand.

He looked at it for a long time, very carefully, and the smile on his lips gradually became clear: "It's very well painted. I looked for a long time and couldn't find anything wrong with it. If this painting is exhibited, it will definitely make us famous."

This was the first time Tang Luoqing had been praised so highly by Zhou Jinbai. The awkwardness of hugging him a moment ago was now overshadowed by this sudden recognition. Her heart was pounding, and her eyes sparkled: "Really?"

Only those who haven't been able to eat a full meal for several days in a row and suddenly enjoy a hearty and satisfying meal, or those who have been scorched by the sun all day and come home to drink a Sprite straight from the refrigerator, can understand how satisfied Tang Luoqing is at this moment.

Her eyes welled up with tears, her eyelashes quickly becoming wet, but she was overwhelmed by an even happier experience as she gazed at the painting before her.

"Yes, it's really well drawn."

Zhou Jinbai took Tang Luoqing's hand.

"Are you hungry? Shall we go eat?"

Tang Luoqing was indeed a little hungry.

The two got into the car and arrived at the manor's main residence.

Even though she already knew that the entire manor belonged to Zhou Jinbai, Tang Luoqing was still stunned by the magnificence of the main house, both inside and out.

This is even more magnificent and grand than the Zhou family's old residence.

The dishes on the table were all her favorite home-style dishes, which were delicious and visually appealing.

After dinner, it was completely dark. All the streetlights in the manor outside the main house were turned on, and the night view was beautiful.

Tang Luoqing stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in the first-floor living room, looking at the scenery outside, feeling content.

At this moment, a tall figure approached, and then all the lights outside the window went out, plunging the large main house into darkness, with only the moonlight casting a dim glow, not so dark that one could not see their hand in front of their face.

Tang Luoqing was taken aback and asked curiously, "Why are the lights off? By the way, when are we going back?"

Zhou Jinbai didn't answer Tang Luoqing's question immediately. Instead, he took her hand, bent down, and whispered in her ear, "I want to... serve you first, then go back, okay?"

Tang Luoqing was surprised and tried to break free of the hand being held, her cheeks burning. She even tried to push away the man who was approaching her, her voice barely audible as she scolded, "What are you saying? There are so many people..."

"It's just the two of us."

The man's gradually hoarse voice reached Tang Luoqing's ears.

Tang Luoqing turned around and realized that the servants who had been busy in the living room, dining room, and even outside the main house were nowhere to be seen. Within the visible area of ​​the huge villa, there were indeed only her and Zhou Jinbai.

"Where are they?

In response to Tang Luoqing, Zhou Jinbai led her towards the second floor.

Tang Luoqing's heart was pounding.

She knew what going upstairs meant, and her mind became even more uncontrollably focused on the experience she had on her sofa last time.

The experience was like falling into the clouds, so ethereal that it made her feel numb and tremble all over.

And the sofa was soaked, something that had never happened before.

Tang Luoqing's cheeks grew increasingly hot. Just as they were about to reach the door of one of the bedrooms on the second floor, she grabbed Zhou Jinbai in time, shaking her head frantically, "No, no, I... I didn't bring any change of clothes, and... we shouldn't..."

"Come in and we'll talk."

Zhou Jinbai raised his other hand and pinched Tang Luoqing's chin, then opened the door. What came into view was a large bedroom that was several tens of square meters in size.

In the bedroom, the bed took up 1/10 of the space, and Tang Luoqing suspected that she could roll around on it. The sofa opposite the bed was a uniquely designed sofa with different heights on the left and right sides, which was quite amazing.

However, there was another normal sofa next to it. There were actually two sofas in the bedroom? That's even more amazing.

Before Tang Luoqing could think any further, Zhou Jinbai led her by the hand into a door on the right side of the room. When the door opened, Tang Luoqing was shocked to find that it was a walk-in closet that was over 100 square meters in size.

The wardrobe is filled with dresses of all styles, and there is a large dressing mirror on the left, near the floor-to-ceiling window. In front of the mirror is a large dressing table, which is covered with all kinds of women's cosmetics, all of which look brand new.

Further inside, there was a whole row of shoe cabinets, with all kinds of shoes and styles, which dazzled Tang Luoqing.

"here it is……"

Tang Luoqing had a vague idea of ​​what was going on, but when Zhou Jinbai said, "This was prepared for you," she was still incredibly surprised.

"For me?"

Tang Luoqing looked around again, but still couldn't connect the things here with herself in any way.

"Zhou Jinbai, how long have you been preparing for this?"

"Three years, eight months, and three days."

Zhou Jinbai gave the answer without hesitation.

Tang Luoqing looked at Zhou Jinbai in surprise, and after a long while, asked with difficulty, "What...did you say?"

Zhou Jinbai smiled broadly, glanced in the direction of the bedroom, and replied seriously, "Except for... that uniquely designed sofa that was just delivered today, everything else took three years, eight months, and three days to prepare."

Tang Luoqing was once again shocked by this timing.

After a long pause, she finally seemed to remember something and asked, "Why was that sofa delivered yesterday?"

Just as she was wondering, the man who had been speaking at a normal pace and volume a moment ago bent down to be at eye level with Tang Luoqing, and said in a low voice, "Because... it was custom-made after I served Luoqing last time. We rushed to finish it and it was only finished and delivered this afternoon."

Tang Luoqing frowned, then realized something, and her cheeks flushed bright red.