After dinner, the apartment was enveloped in the quiet of the night.
Only a few ambient lights were on in the living room, casting a dim, intimate glow.
Gu Chengyu lounged on the spacious sofa, his long legs casually propped on the edge of the coffee table.
He wore a dark gray shirt that accentuated his broad shoulders and firm chest, paired with matching suit pants.
His slender fingers glided across the tablet screen, his phoenix eyes fixed intently on the fluctuating stock charts, his brow furrowed in concentration.
The stock market had been turbulent lately...
The sound of running water from the bathroom ceased.
The door to the guest bedroom opened softly.
Gu Chengyu’s gaze, which had been locked on the tablet, flickered as a splash of bright color caught his peripheral vision.
Instinctively, he looked up.
Su Qianqian stood bathed in the soft light spilling from the guest bedroom doorway.
She wore only a pale yellow, body-hugging camisole dress.
The color was as delicate as the first blooms of spring—difficult to pull off, yet it made her porcelain skin glow even more radiantly.
The thin straps rested on her delicate, rounded shoulders, the soft fabric clinging to her curves in all the right places.
The dress accentuated the gentle swell of her chest, the sudden taper of her slender waist, and ended high on her thighs, revealing long, shapely legs.
There were no embellishments—just a simple camisole dress—but on her, it exuded an intoxicating allure.
Her hair, only half-dried, cascaded down her back, adding a fresh, post-shower charm.
Gu Chengyu’s breath hitched.
He tossed the tablet aside onto the couch.
His tall frame rose with an imposing presence, and in a few strides, he was right in front of her.
Su Qianqian’s face held a mix of playful triumph and shyness, her dewy almond eyes sparkling up at him.
She had dressed like this on purpose—a reward for him.
Gu Chengyu’s large, scorching hand gripped her slender waist, pulling her flush against him.
His other hand slid up the smooth, cool skin of her bare back.
The contrast of her soft, delicate frame against his touch made his breathing grow heavier.
"Dressed like this..." His voice was rough with desire, his warm breath brushing her forehead. "Trying to tempt me?"
Su Qianqian tilted her face up, her cheeks flushed a pretty pink.
She didn’t answer—instead, she rose onto her tiptoes and pressed her soft lips lightly against his.
It was a chaste kiss, meant as a reward.
But for Gu Chengyu in this moment, it was pure ignition.
A low growl escaped him as he immediately took control, his lips moving hungrily against hers.
His hand on her back slid upward, his broad palm cradling the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her damp hair to pull her closer.
He tilted his head, deepening the kiss.
Gu Chengyu’s lips trailed from her mouth, leaving feather-light kisses along the corner of her lips, down to the delicate spot beneath her ear, marking her slender neck with his heat.
"Mmm..." Su Qianqian melted against him, her small hands weakly clutching his shoulders.
Feeling her tremble, Gu Chengyu’s gaze darkened further.
His lips returned to hers, even as his arm around her waist tightened.
Without breaking the kiss, he guided her backward until they reached the sofa.
He let himself fall onto the cushions, pulling her down with him.
The impact made the sofa dip slightly beneath his weight.
Su Qianqian tumbled forward, landing sprawled across his firm, broad chest.
In this position—her on top, him beneath—her hair spilled over him, a few strands brushing his jaw and neck, sending shivers down his spine.
Their lips remained locked, Gu Chengyu’s kiss turning possessive, exploring every inch of her mouth as if starved for her sweetness.
Su Qianqian was completely boneless against him, her soft whimpers slipping between their joined lips.
But Gu Chengyu wasn’t satisfied with her just lying there.
He wanted to hold her properly.
His hand left her back, sliding down to grip her thighs instead.
With effortless strength, he lifted both her legs, settling them together across his lap.
Now seated sideways on his thighs, Su Qianqian gasped as his heated skin pressed against hers.
Gu Chengyu’s breathing was uneven, his chest rising and falling rapidly.
He quickly undid the buttons of his shirt, tossing the dark gray fabric aside.
His sculpted abs and the defined V-line leading into his pants pressed against the soft curve of her waist.
One hand remained firmly tangled in her hair, refusing to let her pull away.
The other traced the length of her thigh where it rested against his, his fingers gliding upward until his palm settled possessively on the small of her back.
Gu Chengyu was tall and lean, standing at 193 cm.
Though his clothes made him appear slender, his muscular arms were barely any thinner than her thighs where they rested against him.
The contrast between his hardened strength and her delicate softness was striking.
This chapter ended with just kisses. The end.
