The two walked out of the park and drove off in search of a suitable hotel.
Along the way, Yang Zimo was unusually quiet, her small hands clasped tightly, showing signs of nervousness.
Noticing this, Qin Chuan smiled and said, "Xiao Mo, why don't we skip the hotel? I can take you home..."
"Really?"
Yang Zimo, who had been tense, immediately became overjoyed at his words.
"Just kidding!"
Qin Chuan said sternly, "Don't even think about going home tonight. You lost the ring toss earlier, and we agreed that the loser has to accept a penalty!"
Yang Zimo's face immediately turned pitiful. "Xiao Chuan, that was just a joke, it wasn't meant to be taken seriously..."
"Hmph, but I'm taking it seriously!"
As they spoke, a high-end hotel appeared ahead, appearing to be at least a four-star establishment. Qin Chuan immediately turned the steering wheel and floored the accelerator, speeding towards it.
When the car stopped, he jumped out first. Yang Zimo lingered in the car, and Qin Chuan didn't rush her, just watched her quietly.
Finally, Yang Zimo couldn't stand his gaze any longer and took out a mask from her bag, covering her delicate and peerless face.
"Baby, don't be nervous, we've slept in the same bed before!" Qin Chuan comforted her.
He was met with a roll of her eyes. Teacher Yang said shyly and indignantly, "That's different! Tonight, you clearly want to do something bad!"
Qin Chuan embraced her soft, delicate body and kissed her fiercely. "Don't worry, without your permission, I absolutely won't cross that red line."
Teacher Yang finally relaxed a little, then was led by Qin Chuan, shyly following behind him as they entered the hotel.
"Book me the best room."
At the front desk, Qin Chuan spoke directly.
There were two young women at the front desk, both attractive and in good shape, as expected of a high-end hotel with high standards.
"Sir, please show your ID."
One of the women said, her gaze sweeping over Qin Chuan and then to Yang Zimo behind him.
This couple, the man was handsome and imposing, tall and straight. The woman, though wearing a mask, could be inferred from her fair skin and perfect, tall figure; her looks were undoubtedly not low.
They didn't look like a rich man's mistress, but rather like a couple from good families, their clothes and jewelry were all designer brands, very expensive.
Soon, the room was ready, a presidential suite on the ninth floor, room 909, costing 688 yuan per night.
This price was equivalent to a normal person's two months' salary!
Holding the room card, they took the elevator upstairs. Upon opening the door, the interior decoration was breathtaking, very stylish and with an excellent environment, well worth the price.
"Come, baby, there's coffee and tea here, as well as various drinks. What would you like to drink?"
Qin Chuan didn't rush to get down to business. Although he was already impatient, he knew that at crucial moments, patience and composure were key.
He wasn't some young man who had never had meat; appearing too lustful could make his girlfriend or other female companions misunderstand that he only cared about that one thing.
This could create negative impressions and greatly reduce their favorability.
"Is there any alcohol? White or red, anything will do!"
Unexpectedly, Teacher Yang's answer surprised him.
Qin Chuan widened his eyes. "Whoa, I didn't expect you to be more romantic than me, knowing how to drink a glass of wine beforehand to enhance the atmosphere."
Teacher Yang rolled her eyes and took off her mask. Since she had followed him to the hotel, she decided to let go.
After all, she had decided on this man for life, and after almost two years of not crossing the final step, it was time to give him some sweetness.
Otherwise, too much restraint wouldn't lead to success!
As the books said, men were like springs; they needed to be tight when they should be tight, and loose where they should be loose, requiring a balance of tension and release.
"I may not have eaten pork, but I've seen pigs run. Don't take me for a complete novice who knows nothing, so you be careful later." Yang Zimo warned.
"My Xiao Mo knows everything under the sun and above the earth, and is proficient in eighteen martial arts. She is a once-in-a-century genius. How would I dare to underestimate you!" Qin Chuan chuckled.
"Hmph!" Teacher Yang haughtily raised her crystal-clear, perfectly rounded chin.
A few minutes later, the two had chosen a bottle of French wine, and then called the hotel to bring up some good snacks. They then chatted and drank.
Unconsciously, the bottle of red wine was finished. Teacher Yang had already moved from her seat to Qin Chuan's lap. Her fair and tender face was flushed, and the usual elegance was replaced by a charming allure that made one's heart itch with desire.
"Xiao Mo..." Qin Chuan called out affectionately.
"Call me baby, I... I like hearing that name!" Teacher Yang was already a little drunk, having had wine with dinner.
"Baby! Baby!" Qin Chuan kept calling. Looking at the man she loved, Yang Zimo took the initiative and kissed him.
In the lamplight, the two lovers, caught in passion, gradually entwined, inseparable.
After a long, long time, the two, almost suffocating, finally let go of each other.
They gasped for breath, their eyes filled with a thick mist, a sign of extreme emotion.
Qin Chuan, amidst Teacher Yang's startled cries, scooped her up and strode towards the bathroom.
"You... put me down, I... I want to shower alone, not with you."
"No, you've had too much to drink, I need to take care of you!"
"I haven't had too much..."
"You have!!!"
The man was incredibly domineering, kicking open the bathroom door.
"Ah, my clothes are wet!"
"It's okay, they'll dry overnight. Worst case, I'll buy you new ones tomorrow."
"You pervert, take your hands off!"
"I'll help you wash, there are places you can't reach yourself..."
"Wuuu... you promised not to bully me!"
"This isn't bullying, it's affection!"
"..."
Through the frosted glass, the sounds from the two figures in the bathroom grew increasingly ambiguous, promising a sleepless night. They didn't even hear the ringtone of the phone left on the sofa outside.
Night passed quickly. The next morning, when Qin Chuan opened his eyes, he saw a pair of clear, captivating eyes filled with deep affection.
But as soon as the owner of the eyes noticed him awake, her expression turned grumpy, her rosy lips pouting, and her face full of displeasure.
"Baby, what's wrong?" Qin Chuan affectionately reached out and hugged her.
"You were too much last night!" Teacher Yang pouted, showing a rare, childlike娇憨 posture.
"That's not too much, that's a little playful intimacy between couples and spouses," Qin Chuan corrected with a smile, then kissed her small mouth.
"You say, since you don't want to cross that red line, besides those methods, are there any other ways to achieve the goal?"
Yang Zimo vigorously wiped her lips. "Don't kiss me, you haven't brushed your teeth!"
"I want to kiss! I want to kiss!"
"What's there to dislike about your own things..."
With that, she buried her head under the covers. Yang Zimo, startled, tried to dodge, but how could she escape his claws? Soon, on the large, soft bed, the young man and woman, tasting the sweetness of desire, began again...