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“Mm—”
“Can we turn off the lights?”
“No.”
“…”
Inside the presidential suite on the top floor of a five-star hotel, the air was thick with desire.
…
An hour earlier, Lu Yan had brought Li Qingqing to the hotel.
“Go take a shower.”
The man’s voice was cold and commanding.
Li Qingqing obediently complied. Soon, the sound of running water echoed from the bathroom.
Lu Yan lowered his gaze to his expensive, custom-made suit, now stained. He took it off with visible disdain and tossed it onto the sofa.
He picked up his glass of wine and stood before the towering floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the nightscape of Haicheng. It had been two years since he’d last returned—Haicheng had grown even more dazzling.
When Li Qingqing stepped out of the shower, she saw the man standing with his back to her at the window. Summoning all her courage, she walked over and wrapped her arms around his lean waist from behind.
Her body trembled slightly. But at this point, she knew—she no longer had a choice.
The man could feel the tension in her delicate frame. He slowly turned around, meeting the girl’s moist, dark eyes.
Her makeup-free face looked even purer and more delicate, her fair skin radiating innocence. That alone stirred a surge of desire in him.
“Please me.”
The man uttered three cold words.
Li Qingqing froze slightly, her cheeks flushing red.
Imitating what she had seen on television, she gently hooked her soft, fair arms around the man’s neck, rose on her tiptoes, and planted a light, light kiss on his well-defined lips—like a dragonfly skimming the surface of water.
“That’s it?” The man didn’t seem the least bit satisfied.
The next second, before she could react, her back sank into the softness of the bed.
A fierce, overwhelming kiss descended upon her…
It was her first kiss, and Li Qingqing didn’t know what to do. She could only follow his lead, responding instinctively.
Under the harsh, glaring lights, the man’s strong shoulders loomed before her eyes. It was the first time she had ever seen a man’s body at such close range.
Flustered, Li Qingqing shut her eyes tightly, feeling as if her whole body was on fire.
The night before, at the Count Nightclub.
In a private VIP room on the top floor, a group of second-generation rich kids were clinking glasses and drinking with boisterous cheer.
A man raised his glass and tapped it lightly. “Gentlemen~ Young Master Lu is back in the country. Let’s all raise a glass to welcome him home.”
The room instantly erupted into lively chatter, and several young heirs stepped forward to toast Lu Yan.
Cheng Yang, the proud son of the Cheng family, approached with his glass and asked curiously, “Lu-shao, I heard you’ve been spending the past two years in Antarctica. So? Did you get to see any polar bears?”
…
Lu Yan replied dryly, “You grew a brain just to look taller, didn’t you?”
Cheng Yang blinked. “What? Did I say something wrong?”
“Go play in the corner, genius. I’ve got things to discuss with your Lu-ge.”
Qin Yichuan kicked Cheng Yang aside and plopped down next to Lu Yan. “Old Lu, how was life in Antarctica these past two years? I heard your research team didn’t have a single woman. You must’ve been suffocating, huh?”
Qin Yichuan flashed a wicked grin at Lu Yan.
“Do I look like that kind of person?” Lu Yan replied flatly as he took a sip of his drink.
Qin Yichuan laughed, “Ah yes, yes, yes—the number one unattainable man in Haicheng, that’s you. What woman could ever catch your eye? But hey… don’t tell me you’re not into women?”
Lu Yan: “……”
Seeing that Lu Yan had pulled a long face again, Qin Yichuan quickly grinned and waved his hand. “Just kidding, just kidding. But I really do have a gift for you tonight—don’t say your brother never looks out for you.”
Lu Yan remained expressionless, his tone indifferent. “What is it?”
Just then, the door to the private room swung open. The nightclub manager walked in, leading a girl dressed in a revealing outfit.
Qin Yichuan raised his brows and gestured toward the girl behind the manager. “Perfect timing. That’s the gift I prepared for you.”
Lu Yan followed the direction of his hand and saw a girl with delicate makeup and a pure-looking face.
She was wearing clothes that didn’t match her temperament—sexy and provocative—and stood stiffly behind the manager with her head bowed. Her eyes were red, as if she had just been crying.
The manager led the girl over to Qin Yichuan and said, “Young Master Qin, here’s the one you asked for.”
With that, he gave the girl a rough shove. She stumbled and nearly fell as she was pushed toward Qin Yichuan.
“Old Lu, take a look—what do you think? Like her?” Qin Yichuan grinned lasciviously. “I had Manager Shi hold onto this one for three months just for you. She’s completely untouched—pure as they come. Pretty too. She’s all yours tonight.”
“It’s rare to see a virgin this good-looking,” Cheng Yang chimed in from the side. “I had one a while back too, but her face was average. I could only get into it after turning off the lights.”
Lu Yan finally lifted his gaze and looked at the girl, a mocking glint in his eyes.
Mm. She was indeed pure—just a little dumb-looking.
“I don’t need her. You can keep her for yourself,” Lu Yan replied coldly.