At night, the moonlight, as clear as water, streamed into the room through the thin gauze curtains.

Chu Wuyang had just lain down, not yet having had time to calm his chaotic thoughts.

A hot body, smelling of fresh scent after a shower, was pressed against my back.

The heat, like flames, instantly spread throughout her body, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.

For a moment, I forgot to dodge.

Jing Min bent down slightly, his cool nose affectionately brushing against Chu Wuyang's face, as if exploring or comforting.

Before Chu Wuyang could fully process this sudden display of intimacy,

Hot kisses rained down her neck, carrying an irresistible passion and tenderness.

Her heart suddenly raced, a flicker of panic crossed her face, and she forcefully pushed Jing Min away.

The moment my palm touched his firm chest, I could feel his powerful heartbeat.

Jing Min frowned slightly, and the intense, ink-like desire in his eyes dissipated somewhat after being pushed away.

His eyes were as deep as the night sea as he stared at Chu Wuyang, a hint of barely perceptible doubt flashing in them.

Then, he gently pinched Chu Wuyang's slightly burning earlobe with his slender fingertips, a gentle yet seductive gesture.

His voice was gentle and cool, like a soft stream in the quiet night.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to?"

"It's been so long..."

With a slight sigh,

"I've been restless ever since I got back."

Chu Wuyang seemed to be pulled back to reality by his words. She shook her head vigorously, a few strands of hair swaying around her cheeks.

Seeing this, Jingmin lowered his head, his handsome thin lips about to kiss her lips again, with an undeniable persistence.

Chu Wuyang seemed to wake up suddenly, turning her head away, and the kiss landed on her cheek.

Light as a feather, yet it stirred even greater waves in her heart.

Jing Min slightly opened his eyes, his gaze slightly hazy with intoxication, a look tinged with desire and love.

His voice was low and husky, sexy, like a fine wine, with a touch of intoxicating magic.

"So, you're still blaming me?"

Jingmin was referring to the gold mine.

At this moment, Chu Wuyang's mind was in complete chaos, as if a thousand troops were galloping.

Even her usually wise grandfather hadn't said anything about the gold mine, so she didn't think it was worth investigating further.

But Grandma Jiang's words were like a thunderbolt, leaving a tremendous impact on her heart.

She kept calling Jingmin mentally ill and a pervert, but when all of this might be proven true...

She found herself at a loss for how to face the man before her.

In that dreamlike and hazy atmosphere, Chu Wuyang remained immersed in her own complex and chaotic thoughts.

His brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes revealed a hint of struggle and confusion.

However, Jing Min was unwilling to let go of this moment of intimacy; his gaze remained fixed on Chu Wuyang.

The desire in his eyes was like a burning flame, intense and fiery.

Jing Min leaned forward again, his well-defined knuckles slowly reaching towards Chu Wuyang's slender waist, applying slight pressure.

He lifted her body up and pulled her closer to him.

This sudden movement left Chu Wuyang's body partially suspended in mid-air. Her heart tightened, and she instinctively tensed up, frantically grabbing the man's neck above her with her slender hands.

A flicker of panic crossed her eyes, and her breathing became rapid.

Those trembling eyelashes resembled a startled butterfly.

Jing Min sensed her nervousness, and the corners of his lips curved upwards, his smile carrying a hint of barely perceptible pride and satisfaction.

In his view, Chu Wuyang's silent, flustered actions were undoubtedly an invitation and a way of accommodating him.

His other hand gently slid down Chu Wuyang's back, as if to soothe her unease.

Wherever my fingers touched, it felt as if an electric current was flowing through me.

He lowered his head slightly, his warm breath brushing against Chu Wuyang's ear.

His voice deepened, like the soft whispers of a lover during a sweet moment.

"Don't hide, I'll be gentle."

Each word seemed to possess a magical power, drifting slowly in this ambiguous and enchanting air.

The atmosphere grew increasingly intense and unbearable.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's warm breath, like a nimble snake, gently brushed against the thin, sensitive skin on Chu Wuyang's ear, causing her delicate body to tremble.

Then, a shower of light, delicate kisses fell like raindrops, from earlobes to neck, leaving no spot untouched.

The gentle touch felt like an electric current, sending a tingling shiver down my neck and ears.

Chu Wuyang's cheeks instantly flushed red, like a blooming rose.

Jingmin took her hand and intertwined their fingers tightly.

His eyes burned with a fiery intensity, and his reason crumbled as his tongue mingled with Chu Wuyang's.

The dim light from the bedside lamp seemed to veil this passionate scene in a dreamlike mist.

The dim, yellowish light shone on the two of them, illuminating their intertwined figures.

As breathing became increasingly rapid, the air seemed to thin in the intense atmosphere, each breath carrying the scent of desire.

This intoxicating atmosphere brings a dizzying, vertigo-like feeling, as if the whole world has shrunk down to just the two of them.

Outside the window, it was already early winter, and the cold wind howled across the land.

Inside, however, it was a warm and cozy springtime atmosphere, filled with the warmth of the heating.

In the middle of the night, the window was slightly ajar, and a wisp of cool breeze drifted in like a mischievous sprite.

The warmth, filled with desire, slowly dissipated from the room.

Chu Wuyang stirred slightly in Jing Min's arms, as if waking up from a daze.

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