She instinctively reached out to check if Chu Xing was asleep on the sofa, but when she looked up, the sofa was empty except for the blanket she had brought, which was lying haphazardly on the sofa.

Song Mai suddenly remembered that she had gone to the bathroom and then lay down on the bed in a daze.

So this means he might also be in bed...

This thought made Song Mai freeze like a puppet. At this moment, she only hoped that the man had not yet woken up and had not realized that he had slept in the wrong place.

She secretly turned her head to take a look and saw that the man's eyes were closed, so she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She then lifted the covers and prepared to tiptoe out of bed.

Just as she had stepped off the bed, a large hand suddenly grabbed her waist from behind, and then a long arm scooped her up and pulled her firmly back onto the bed.

Song Mai's eyes widened suddenly, but she didn't dare to turn over and face Chu Xing.

Where to?

The man had clearly just woken up; his hoarse voice carried a hint of languor, making it sound incredibly alluring.

Song Mai felt a tingling sensation in her earlobe and quickly explained:

"I accidentally slept in the wrong place... I didn't mean to, I went to the bathroom and was just too sleepy..."

"So you ended up sleeping in my bed?"

The man's tone rose, carrying a subtle hint of mockery, yet his voice was so pleasant that it made one's heart race.

Song Mai had her back to Chu Xing, her face full of embarrassment.

That is indeed the case, but somehow it sounded different coming from his mouth.

It made her feel inexplicably ashamed.

"I'll go to the sofa now."

She made a move to get out of bed again.

However, Chu Xing's hand was still gripping her waist and wouldn't let go. No matter how hard she tried to move towards the edge of the bed, the man could easily pull her back.

"You've already slept together, why are you leaving? Are you planning to just let it go after sleeping with me?"

Song Mai's face instantly turned red down to her neck.

She just slept in the wrong bed, and only for a short while, so why is he making it sound so strange...?

It was as if she wasn't sleeping in a bed.

"It's because I slept in the wrong place that I need to change places. Otherwise, I'll apologize to you. I really didn't mean to."

She was so anxious she was almost crying, afraid the man would misunderstand something.

She silently lamented in her heart: "Oh my god! How could such a melodramatic thing happen? I really didn't mean anything by it, but now it's like I have some ulterior motive."

The man's lips curled into a faint smile.

When did I say you did it on purpose?

Song Mai felt utterly hopeless: "Then what do you want?"

[You're making it sound like I'm some kind of scoundrel who reneges on his promises after pulling up his pants...]

Chu Xing found her thoughts increasingly interesting as he listened.

With a slight tightening of his large hand around her slender waist, he easily turned her around so that she was facing him.

Song Mai's eyes widened as if they were about to pop out, and she stammered, "What, what are you doing?"

Sunlight shone on the man's face, adding a touch of light and shadow to his sculpted features, making him appear even more alluring with his smile.

"We've already slept together, why are you still afraid to look at me?"

Song Mai's eyes widened even more.

What?

Did she hear that right?

Did he really say those words?

It sounds so unserious.

She forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace.

"I sleep in a bed."

"I'm right."

Song Mai almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Could he please stop saying such ambiguous and misleading things? Her heart was really fragile and couldn't take such repeated provocations.

"What happened today was my fault. You can continue sleeping. I'm leaving now!"

Song Mai felt that if she lay with him any longer, she would really end up in the hospital due to arrhythmia.

This time she was smarter; she grabbed the man's hand and quickly got out of bed.

But she was fast, and he was even faster.

Chu Xing grabbed the belt on her bathrobe and pulled it forcefully toward him.

Her bathrobe, already loosened from turning over and trying to get out of bed several times, was easily ripped off by his tug.

The man seemed oblivious, stubbornly turning her over to face him.

Song Mai's bathrobe suddenly came undone, revealing her snow-white shoulders and chest.

She was not fully dressed last night because she had been drinking and was not thinking clearly.

Her upper body was completely bare, and at this moment, half of her body was exposed. Her mind went completely blank.

Chu Xing seemed surprised by what had happened. He had initially found her blushing face amusing and wanted to tease her, but he never expected things to turn out this way.

The woman's skin was as white as snow, and her slender body, once freed from her bathrobe, revealed a unique feminine softness and grace.

She usually liked to wear loose clothes, and only now did he realize how curvaceous her figure was.

Chu Xing's brown eyes were fixed on her, the ice in his eyes had long since melted away, and now they were burning brightly, even his breath had become hotter.

Just as Song Mai was about to pull the blanket over herself, the man pulled her into his arms and pressed his thin lips against hers.

Song Mai wasn't exactly petite; she was about 1.68 meters tall, though not quite 1.7 meters. But the man was so tall that the size difference between them was surprisingly large. He could completely envelop her in his arms.

A series of delicate kisses landed on Song Mai's face, her eyes filled with disbelief.

The way things unfolded was something she had never imagined.

The man's hand covered her eyes, his deep, pleasant voice possessing a seductive power.

"Close your eyes."

As if under a spell, she slowly closed her eyes.

Song Mai's heart was pounding like a drum. The warm touch on her lips made her feel as if she were frozen in place, powerless to resist and forgetting to push away.

The man smiled silently; he had already begun his conquest.

He pried open Song Mai's pearly teeth and silently took what he wanted.

The movements were light yet forceful.

When Song Mai realized what was happening and tried to push him away, her limbs were incredibly weak, as if a puddle of water was about to melt away.

Song Mai couldn't help but think to herself that she must be crazy to allow herself to sink into depravity with him.

But she also found it strange that, even though she knew she was wrong, she felt a little pleasure in her heartbeat, which made her think of indulging herself just this once.

A phrase suddenly popped into her mind: "Lust can cloud judgment."

The moment those words were uttered, the smile on the man's lips, who was lying on top of her, widened.

That glass of plain water seemed to have turned into honey, and he couldn't bear to part with it. He only wanted to swallow it whole, leaving not a drop.

His kisses started gently, but gradually became domineering and forceful.