"I was just trying to scare you."

"I'm sorry, I've dragged you into this."

The two spoke in unison, a strange tacit understanding spreading between them.

Lin Qingtong couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You didn't implicate me, it's just that I'm too beautiful, which is why others have impure thoughts."

Even Shen Tinghe couldn't help but laugh out loud; his laughter was clear and pleasant.

"Are you that narcissistic?"

Lin Qingtong put her hands behind her back and stopped answering Shen Tinghe's question. She just smiled and turned to walk towards the brightly lit Wutong Manor.

Shen Tinghe lifted his foot and chased after him, displaying a stubborn but soft-hearted attitude.

"I've arranged a driver for you to pick you up and drop you off at get off work from now on."

Lin Qingtong paused, and Shen Tinghe quickly added.

"My woman has to take a taxi to and from get off work by herself. If people find out, I'll be laughed at."

"Even though our relationship is only contractual."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingtong nodded thoughtfully, her eyes fixed on Shen Tinghe as he stepped closer.

"Speaking of which, haven't you forgotten something?"

Shen Tinghe was stunned for a moment. In the dim night, Lin Qingtong's small face, no bigger than a palm, looked even more exquisite and beautiful. Coupled with her porcelain-white skin, she was simply irresistibly alluring to Shen Tinghe.

Unaware of her own ignorance, Lin Qingtong's lips curled into a charming smile.

"Although we have a contractual relationship, it seems we haven't signed an agreement yet. Are you ready?"

Shen Tinghe's eyes darkened, and a sentence escaped his thin lips.

"Ready, in my room."

He left with those words and headed towards his room, with Lin Qingtong naturally following behind.

After all, their current relationship needs to be maintained by a contract, otherwise, what if Shen Tinghe turns his back on them?

Lin Qingtong comforted herself in this way, but her gaze couldn't help but fall on Shen Tinghe's tall and broad back. Even he himself didn't realize that a half-smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Shen Tinghe's room was basically in line with his personality; the gray tones made it seem boring and cold.

Anyway, Lin Qingtong wouldn't like this style.

She stood at the doorway, her gaze fixed on Shen Tinghe, and smiled as she reminded him, "Where's the contract?"

Shen Tinghe stood there with one hand in his pocket, pointing towards the coffee table.

"It's in the drawer, take it yourself."

Lin Qingtong looked at Shen Tinghe warily and took a step back.

Something's not right; it's best to leave.

"I'll print out the contract later, and you can just wait to sign it."

She turned to run away after saying a few words, but Shen Tinghe was faster and caught her by the waist with one hand.

The heat and broadness of his body emanated through the thin fabric, sending shivers down Lin Qingtong's spine.

That guy is too cunning!!

"As a girlfriend, shouldn't I fulfill my duties? Hmm—"

As he spoke his last words, his warm fingertips landed on Lin Qingtong's soft earlobe. His voice was hoarse yet incredibly mellow, like drinking a glass of rare red wine, a slight intoxication spreading throughout his body, making even his limbs feel weak.

Even though Lin Qingtong and Shen Tinghe were both seasoned veterans, they still couldn't help but feel terrified when faced with his appearance again.

Lin Qingtong didn't think they were in a relationship where they could sleep together, and tried to pull away his hands that were holding her waist.

As a result, his hand was as firm as steel and could not be shaken in the slightest.

"Let me go, or I'll hit you."

Lin Qingtong weakly said something, but it posed no threat to Shen Tinghe at all; instead, he laughed out loud.

"Then I'd like to see what you're up to."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Tinghe flipped Lin Qingtong over, his gaze dark and filled with dangerous predation.

Lin Qingtong braced herself against Shen Tinghe with both hands, her throat hoarse, and hurriedly spoke.

"Wait a minute, don't be impulsive, let's talk this out."

Shen Tinghe smiled and carried Lin Qingtong inside.

"Let's find a place to sit down and talk about it later."

He hooked the door shut with his foot and headed straight for the bed. Lin Qingtong was so frightened that she clung tightly to Shen Tinghe with both hands and bit him on the shoulder.

She bit down hard, almost with all her might.

Shen Tinghe merely frowned slightly, placed his hand on the back of her head, and sat down directly on the sofa.

He casually spread his long legs, letting Lin Qingtong sit on his lap, and stroked Lin Qingtong's hair as if soothing a frightened kitten.

When Lin Qingtong felt the blood in her mouth, she released Shen Tinghe, looked up at him, and her light-colored pupils showed a hint of doubt.

Why isn't this person reacting?

Shen Tinghe smiled and said, "You're done? It's my turn."

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned down and covered her, prying open her teeth, as fierce and ascetic as a wild beast.

Lin Qingtong's heart was pounding, and her limbs felt weak. Despite the remaining rationality reminding her that she shouldn't be like this.

But my body is also whistling—closer, even closer.

The clouds in the night sky were tinged with color, obscuring the moon's brilliance, while beams of bright moonlight streamed down through the window.

The moonlight, though seemingly shallow and cold, also illuminated the room with intense and passionate light, making everything appear honest and transparent.

In the end, Lin Qingtong couldn't resist Shen Tinghe and could only choose to enjoy it, since she couldn't afford to be taken advantage of.

After a passionate night, Lin Qingtong woke up just as dawn was breaking. She quietly got up to leave, only to see the contract on the bedside table.

Upon opening it, one could see that Shen Tinghe had already signed his name on it. His handwriting was sharp and incisive, somewhat similar to his personality.

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