Chapter 297 You Can Have Whatever You Want

"So...how long does it take to be considered not too fast?"

Chu Ci chuckled softly, and his slender fingers slowly tugged at her strapless dress. His fingertips brushed against her exposed collarbone, causing her to tremble slightly.

"I……"

Tang Yutong's breathing was obviously disordered, and her sanity was crumbling under the influence of alcohol and his provocation.

Chu Ci took the opportunity to push her down on the sofa, kissing her from her collarbone all the way down:

"You're the birthday girl tonight...you can have whatever you want..."

His voice was low and seductive. Tang Yutong's fingertips unconsciously grasped his shirt, and the fabric wrinkled in her hands.

When his lips landed on her chest, she finally panted and hugged his neck: "Chu Ci..."

This soft call seemed like some kind of tacit consent. Chu Ci's eyes darkened, and he picked her up and strode towards the bedroom.

Tang Yutong leaned in his arms and could clearly feel the strong heartbeat coming from his chest.

The light in the bedroom was even dimmer than in the living room. Chu Ci gently placed her on the bed and gazed down at her blushing cheeks.

"Last chance... Now is the time to call a halt."

He slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Tang Yutong thought about everything that had happened today. The man in front of her had given her too many surprises. Perhaps she...

Tang Yutong didn't answer, but reached out and grabbed his tie, pulling him towards her.

This action made Chu Ci laugh softly. He covered her and whispered in her ear:

"As you wish..."

Moonlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, outlining the entangled figures on the bed.

Tang Yutong's fingertips left red marks on his back, and every touch seemed to ignite a new flame.

Chu Ci's kiss moved all the way down from her lips, leaving a unique mark on her fair skin.

"pain……"

She suddenly cried out softly, her nails digging into his shoulders. Chu Ci kissed the corner of her eye soothingly:

"Relax...Follow me..."

His voice was hoarse, and when the last line of defense was broken, Tang Yutong tilted his neck back and let out a whimper that sounded like pain and pleasure.

Chu Ci clasped her fingers and swallowed all her moans between his lips and teeth.

As the night deepened, the temperature in the room continued to rise. Two figures intertwined in the moonlight, pushing this ambiguous tug to the extreme.

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The taxi drove smoothly on the empty street. Mu Nanyan looked down at Chenchen who was sleeping in her arms. The little guy's face was rosy and his breathing sprayed evenly on her neck.

In order not to disturb his sweet dreams, she remained stiff and motionless, allowing the numbness to spread from her shoulder to her entire arm.

It took more than half an hour for the taxi to stop in front of the hotel.

The driver looked at Mu Nanyan through the rearview mirror and reminded her softly:

"Here we are, do you need any help?"

"No, thank you."

Mu Nanyan politely declined. She moved her body carefully, but gasped the moment she pushed open the car door. Her arms were completely numb from maintaining the same posture for a long time, and she couldn't even do the simplest action of holding a child.

Chenchen was still on her, and she couldn't get out of the car in this state.

Just when she was in a dilemma and wondering whether to seek help, a pair of shiny leather shoes suddenly appeared in her sight.

Mu Nanyan looked up along the straight trousers and unexpectedly met Lu Yiran's deep eyes.

The man didn't exchange any extra greetings. He bent down and reached into the car, taking Chenchen in gently but unyieldingly.