It fell from his fingertips

That evening, when they got home, Tang Luoqing took Zhou Jinbai's hand and went straight into the room.

As soon as she entered the room, she immediately closed the door, pushed him onto the uniquely designed sofa, kissed him, and used her hands to unbuckle his belt.

Not long after, Tang Luoqing knelt down, about to kiss him, but was stopped by Zhou Jinbai in a panic.

"don't want……"

Zhou Jinbai glanced at the spot Tang Luoqing wanted to kiss, closed his eyes tightly, frowned, and then quickly stood up from the sofa, saying in a hoarse voice, "Luoqing, you can't."

"Why not? You can serve me, so why can't I serve you?"

"I can't bear to part with it."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Jinbai leaned down and kissed Tang Luoqing's lips.

When he was kissing her so passionately, he carried the dizzy Tang Luoqing to the sofa, lowered his head, and kissed her ankles, kissing her little by little upwards.

The next moment, Tang Luoqing grabbed his hair, and his slender neck involuntarily tilted back.

A dozen minutes later, Zhou Jinbai pulled the person into the bathtub filled with water, and the water in the bathtub splashed again and again.

He carried the exhausted Tang Luoqing out of the bathtub, wrapped her in a bathrobe, and carried her to the bed, until the floor was covered in water and the water in the bathtub was almost no longer enough to cover their bodies.

"Why? Did my mom say something to you?"

Zhou Jinbai held Tang Luoqing in his arms, his voice as hoarse as ever.

Tang Luoqing was too tired to speak, and even more annoyed at herself for being so easily led astray.

Before Mingming came back, she was thinking of returning the favor.

Listening to Zhou Jinbai's question, she leaned against his chest and shook her head: "Mom told me to treat you well, and I want to treat you well too."

"So you..."

"Hmm, I want to try. It's always you, I want to try it too."

No sooner had he finished speaking than his lips were pried open, and Zhou Jinbai's tongue plunged in.

"fool."

Zhou Jinbai kissed Tang Luoqing breathlessly, and Tang Luoqing was also kissed so hard that she couldn't utter a complete word.

After a long silence, long enough for the night outside the window to deepen, Tang Luoqing finally managed to say, "I'm not stupid. I love you, so I want to try. It's not because of what your mother said, but simply because... I love you."

"Zhou Jinbai, I love you."

Zhou Jinbai hugged the person even tighter.

The large bedroom was completely silent.

After what seemed like an eternity, Zhou Jinbai finally spoke again, slowly: "I love you too, so... you're not allowed to have those terrible thoughts again. I won't allow it, understand?"

"But don't you want to experience it?"

Tang Luoqing tilted her head back, looking at Zhou Jinbai's intense gaze under the lamplight, and touched his lips with her finger: "You know what? When you use this to serve me... it feels completely different from when you serve me personally. Both are delicious, but the feeling is really different. When you kiss me, I feel like I'm floating on air. When you serve me personally, that feeling is more intense and crazy. In short, the feeling is very different. So... don't you really want to try?"

"In no mood."

Zhou Jinbai hugged Tang Luoqing tightly again, resting his chin on her soft hair, and whispered, "No matter what you feel, I don't need to. Besides, I've never thought about that kind of thing, and I can't think about it. You're my wife, the person I love most, so you can't think about it, wife. You're not allowed to anymore, you really aren't allowed."

Tang Luoqing was somewhat bewildered.

She thought that although men weren't necessarily driven by their lower instincts, why would they disagree with the opportunity to enjoy different sensations? She even thought that Manager Zhou would definitely be like her, unable to resist such temptations and falling into one temptation after another. But she never expected that Zhou Jinbai would refuse time and time again.

The reason he refused was simply because he loved her too much.

"Then... I won't let you treat me like that again."

Tang Luoqing was a little sullen and annoyed: "To be fair, I won't do that again."

"Can't."

"Why can't I?"

Tang Luoqing angrily bit Zhou Jinbai's chest, then looked up at him unhappily.

Zhou Jinbai smiled helplessly and indulgently as Tang Luoqing glared at him: "Because I really love seeing you fall for me, I especially love it. Every time, I feel that you love me so much."

Tang Luoqing blushed after Zhou Jinbai's words: "Shut up."

That night, neither of them made a fuss and they slept soundly in each other's arms.

The next morning, warm sunlight streamed into the room. Tang Luoqing groggily opened her eyes and found the bed beside her empty.

There was a sticky note on the bedside table that read: [I'm going on a last-minute business trip. I'll be back the day after tomorrow night.]

Tang Luoqing sighed.

That's the downside of marrying Zhou Jinbai; he's always busy and has to travel for work.

However, Tang Luoqing was not in the mood to dwell on this. Her work at the cultural and creative exhibition received unanimous praise from the illustration community. After the start of the year, more and more people came to her to draw illustrations, and the prices were also very high. In addition, with the continuous cooperation from Lu's Cultural and Creative, Tang Luoqing was extremely busy.

She paints in the manor every day, and rests when she gets tired. She entrusts the candy to the servants in the manor for help to look after, and has a great time playing in the huge manor every day.

After all, this manor is many times larger than a hundred cat trees.

Not far from the villa in the manor, a space of more than 200 square meters was set up specifically for decorating a children's playground.

The colorful place is full of childlike fun.

On the third night, Zhou Jinbai returned as expected.

At this moment, Tang Luoqing was concentrating on painting in his studio on the top floor.

Zhou Jinbai leaned against the open door frame, arms crossed, watching Tang Luoqing's back.

This watch lasted for an hour.

Tang Luoqing was tired from painting, so she stretched and turned her head as if she sensed something. She saw Zhou Jinbai leaning against the door frame.

Her mood instantly brightened, and she stood up from her chair and headed straight for the man at the door.

Zhou Jinbai bent down, picked the person up, and asked in a low voice, "Want to continue painting?"

Tang Luoqing shook her head decisively: "No, I want to sleep with you and make up for all the losses of the past few days."

This was the first time Tang Luoqing had spoken so frankly, and Zhou Jinbai was very happy.

"think?"

"think."

Tang Luoqing made no attempt to hide her feelings, wrapping her arms around Zhou Jinbai's neck and kissing his Adam's apple, successfully eliciting a muffled groan. A smile played on her lips: "You don't want to?"

"I want to, I want to even more."

Zhou Jinbai placed her on the uniquely designed sofa, but Tang Luoqing stopped him, saying, "I haven't showered yet."

"It will take some time to drain the water, we'll shower together later."

In the bathroom, warm water was constantly poured into the bathtub, gradually filling it up. Flower petals were scattered on top, creating a refreshing and pleasant atmosphere.