"Mmm, alright. I'll listen to you," Meng Jingwei nodded.
After finishing their business, she tilted her head to look at Qing Muye, raised her hand to circle his neck, and straightened up slightly to kiss him.
As their lips met, Qing Muye savored her soft, sweet mouth, which carried a hint of freshness, immediately igniting his passion. He cupped the back of her head and kissed her back fiercely.
Under the warm light of the bathroom, their entwined figures were cast upon the floor.
From the washbasin to the bathtub, and then to the bed, they engaged in a passionate embrace, indulging in uninhibited pleasure. They seemed lost in each other, as if trying to reclaim all the intimacy they had missed.
Finally, Meng Jingwei lay exhausted in his arms, falling asleep. "So sleepy~"
A smile played on the man's chiseled lips. He reached out and gently caressed her delicate cheek. "Sleep if you're tired. I'll be here to watch over you, don't be afraid."
Exhausted from the ordeal, Meng Jingwei nestled in his embrace, unwilling to move. She squinted and murmured, "Aren't you afraid they've installed surveillance in the room and can see you?"
She harbored such worries, but after speaking, she felt she was overthinking things.
"Don't worry, I'm prepared."
The hand on her cheek moved to her back, gently patting it, coaxing her like a child. "Good girl, sleep now."
Meng Jingwei, whose eyelids were heavy with sleep, restlessly stroked Qing Muye's firm, muscular physique with her small hands, drawing circles with undisguised adoration.
Qing Muye, due to his long-term athletic pursuits, possessed a physique that surpassed even that of male models. She always enjoyed poking his muscles; they were hard and strong.
"I don't want to sleep. I'm afraid you'll leave as soon as I open my eyes."
She truly couldn't bear to part with Qing Muye, wanting only endless intimacy with him.
Qing Muye rested his elbow on the pillow, propping his head, and couldn't help but chuckle at her words. He leaned closer to her ear, his voice low and husky, "Ah Wei is missing me again?"
His hot breath brushed against her ear, teasing the strands of hair that tickled her skin, sending a pleasant shiver through her.
She shrank her shoulders, a surge of sensation, like an electric current, passing from her fingertips, causing her entire body to tremble.
The bedroom lights were off, to prevent anyone outside from discovering their activities within.
Qing Muye held her, initially suppressing the restlessness within him, but unable to withstand Meng Jingwei's teasing, his adrenaline instantly surged.
"Mmm... no..."
She lazily shook her small head, mumbling drowsily, "With so much energy, I was worried you wouldn't be able to rest well every day."
"Does Ah Wei think I'm not capable?"
Meng Jingwei: "..."
What was he even talking about?
She couldn't keep up with Qing Muye's train of thought at all.
However, Qing Muye didn't give her time to ponder. He quickly launched into their next passionate encounter, a fulfilling and exhilarating experience.
...
Lan City.
At Chaoyun E-sports Company, Shi Ran had just settled into her office for the morning when Du Rui and Li Fan walked in.
"I heard you met with Mr. Huo from Cybertan yesterday. How did the talks go?"
Du Rui, dressed in a black shirt and with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Shi Ran with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Li Fan, standing beside him, scoffed, "Judging by her appearance, it's a lost cause."
Du Rui and Li Fan were both unruly individuals. Their willingness to cooperate with Meng Jingwei previously stemmed from her exceptional gaming skills and formidable combat abilities, which inspired their respect and even a touch of fear.
Later, upon learning that Meng Jingwei was the god-granddaughter of Old Mrs. Qing, they showed her even greater deference.
Now that she had handed over the company to a young girl, they were naturally displeased, and their true natures began to surface.