Fu Xingyun paused, his hand holding the wine glass still.

Lin Qiong was completely drunk, her fair face flushed. She glanced at Fu Jinglin and said, "No way!"

The young man's kiss was decisive, and the man's hand holding the wine glass suddenly tightened, a bitter taste rising in his heart, an extremely unpleasant feeling.

Fu Xingyun glanced at Lin Qiong sitting next to him. Lin Qiong was glaring at Fu Jinglin with a fierce expression, as if she was extremely dissatisfied with the other party's decision.

Suddenly, the contents of that dating manual, which I would take out and read carefully every night, flashed through my mind.

Article 20: When two people are close but haven't yet confirmed their feelings, one can make a request to test the other, such as intimate contact. (However, it's important to distinguish whether the other person's acceptance stems from lust or a genuine desire to be close to you.)

Even when rejecting someone, you need to distinguish whether they cherish you or have no feelings for you.

Fu Xingyun looked at Lin Qiong's serious face, which resembled a model of discipline.

There is no one more respectable than Lin Qiong in this room now.

Fu Jinglin was truly surprised that Lin Qiong would be the one to refuse, and he was now in a dilemma. At first, he thought that as long as he wasn't embarrassed, it would be them who were embarrassed. Who knew that after going around in circles, he was the one who was embarrassed.

Self.

Looking at Fu Xingyun's embarrassed expression, Fu Jinglin wished he could slap himself in the face.

Serves you right for being so cheeky! Serves you right for being so cheeky!

Fu Jinglin coughed awkwardly and said to Lin Qiong, "Just pretend it's nothing."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiong frowned instantly and pointed at the person, mimicking Fu Xingyun's kiss, "Watch the way you talk."

The young man, having drunk some alcohol, spoke with a softer tone and lacked any intimidation.

Fu Jinglin took a deep breath. "Wrong."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiong's wrinkled face relaxed. "Good to know."

As he spoke, he stepped forward unsteadily and patted Fu Jinglin on the shoulder, "You can't drink next time."

Fu Jinglin: ?

Lin Qiong took the wine glass from the person's hand. "You don't seem like one, but you're a mature adult. If you want to drink, you'll have to wait a year."

Fu Jinglin was dumbfounded. "You said it wouldn't work because of this?"

"Otherwise what?" Lin Qiong looked at the man's still wicked face and said fiercely, "Put away your crooked thoughts. If you can't drink, you can't drink!"

As she spoke, she took her wine glass and scurried back to sit next to Fu Xingyun. Feeling slightly drunk, Lin Qiong felt as if she were on a pirate ship and leaned her head against Fu Xingyun uncomfortably.

Seeing others looking at her, Lin Qiong blinked twice and said, "Isn't it amazing!"

He raised his glass, saying, "I saved a wayward youth!"

Fu Xingyun: ...

Seeing that the person didn't answer, Lin Qiong moved closer to them, "Is that right?"

The other person's warm breath brushed against his neck. Fu Xingyun looked down and met the other person's lingering gaze. The eyes, though not as lively as usual due to the alcohol, were now red at the corners and pleading.

Waiting for his answer.

She has a charmingly innocent face, and her speech carries a hint of arrogance.

Fu Xingyun swallowed. "Yes."

Looking at the two of them cuddling together, Fu Jinglin tentatively asked, "So, are you going to kiss or not?"

Fu Xingyun looked up at him, and Fu Jinglin instantly fell silent.

Ji Yao, who was standing nearby, walked over and asked in confusion, "What do you mean by 'kiss'?"

Fu Jinglin saw Ji Yao as if he had instantly seen someone to take his place, and then, based on his principle of "let's die together," he said, "If they don't have anything to say, let them kiss."

Ji Yao didn't think much of it when he heard that, "Really? Then let's kiss."

Lin Qiong noticed Fu Jinglin and Ji Yao whispering to each other, then asked Fu Xingyun, "What are they saying?"

Fu Xingyun was speechless for a moment, then said, "Let's say we kiss."

"Give me a kiss?" Lin Qiong murmured.

Fu Xingyun took a deep breath and said, "Mmm."

Lin Qiong chuckled awkwardly after hearing this, then reached out and put her arm around the person's neck, whispering in their ear like a thief, "That would be so embarrassing."

Fu Xingyun's heart skipped a beat.

"I've only ever kissed one little yellow dog in my entire life."

Fu Xingyun: ...

Ji Yao took out his phone.

Fu Xingyun looked at it and asked, "What's going on here?"

Ji Yao said matter-of-factly, “You guys just need to record birthdays, it only comes once a year. Let’s get started.”

Fu Xingyun asked coldly, "Did you say you were going to kiss?"

"Lin Qiong!"

Lin Qiong, with her arm around Fu Xingyun, turned her head slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ji Yao pointed at Fu Xingyun and said, "Give him a kiss."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiong immediately tilted her head towards the man like a cat, her eyes, full of drunkenness, looking at Ji Yao, "I'm sorry."

The young man's eyes were filled with affection, captivating the heart even through the screen.

Ji Yao took a deep breath, "Xingyun".

"What's wrong?"

"I suddenly feel like you're not lucky enough to have this opportunity. How about this, you can leave it to me."

Fu Xingyun: ...

He's still alive.

Seeing that Lin Qiong was not friendly, Ji Yao and Fu Jinglin did not try to make things awkward and went to the restaurant to eat like crazy.

After the two left, Fu Xingyun looked at Lin Qiong leaning against him. Even though she had given a reason, the refusal to be intimate still lingered in his heart, leaving him feeling suffocated and uneasy.

Fu Xingyun looked down at the person's pert nose, "What do you mean, not kissing?"

After hearing this, Lin Qiong looked up at the man and said, "Someone is watching the house."

She pouted and said, "Who kisses in front of others?"

Fu Xingyun took a detour, "So we can kiss if no one's around?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiong raised her head and looked around, only to find that most people had either gone to sing karaoke or go to eat, and there was really no one around them.

A man's hoarse voice rang in my ears, "Everyone's gone now."

Lin Qiong turned to look at him, her head spinning from the alcohol, and repeated what he had said, "They're all gone."

"Hmm." Fu Xingyun lowered his eyes to look at Lin Qiong's lips, his dark eyes filled with a hidden greed, as if he was intentionally restraining himself. "You can kiss her now."

Lin Qiong tilted her head back and asked, "Can I kiss you now?"

Fu Xingyun clenched his hands. "Mm."

"Then lower your head slightly."

Fu Xingyun's Adam's apple bobbed, and he felt as if a stone was falling into his heart. Even on the day he first took over the company, his mood had never been so turbulent.

The next moment, she felt her cheek go soft, and Lin Qiong haphazardly slapped her lips against the other person's face.

Do you like it?

Lin Qiong smiled as she looked at Fu Xingyun, who was so captivated by her gaze that he forgot to reply.

After hearing this, Lin Qiong looked at the person and repeated, "Do you like it?"

Fu Xingyun was silent for a moment, then said, "I like it."

Upon hearing that the person liked it, Lin Qiong cupped the person's cheeks and kissed them several times on the face.

"Lin Qiong... Lin Qiong!"

The man was unusually flustered during the kiss. Lin Qiong, still dazed, sat up and looked at Fu Xingyun. "What's wrong?"

Before anyone could answer, he continued, "You don't like it? You don't like being kissed?"

She glanced at the man's flushed face and asked, "Is it too big? Did it hurt you?"

Fu Xingyun gritted his teeth, unable to utter a word of refusal, and after a long while, he finally managed to squeeze out, "Mm."

Lin Qiong leaned closer to the person, "Then be gentler?"

Looking at Lin Qiong's appearance, Fu Xingyun felt his throat go dry for a moment, "Okay."

"Be gentle." With that, Lin Qiong lowered her head and kissed the other person's cheek gently, the kisses soft and persistent.

The man's chest heaved as he reached out and pulled the person close to his body.

"Lin Qiong".

Lin Qiong cupped the person's face in her hands, her eyes filled with a pitifully innocent look. "What's wrong?"

"This way." The man turned his face slightly to the side; the other person had only kissed him from one side.

Lin Qiong instantly understood and lowered her head again to peck at the other half of the person's cheek.

The softness fell on his cheek, and Fu Xingyun held the person in front of him, his anger so great that it seemed he wanted to melt the person into his bones and blood.

A voice of greed roared in my heart, as vast and deep as a black hole, its bottom unseen and unfathomable.

Fu Xingyun felt the other person's breath on his face, while the other person's lips still landed haphazardly on his face.

Unbeknownst to him, a secret, illicit thought began to stir within him. The man subtly turned his head, bringing the other's lips a fraction closer to his own.

Fu Xingyun made subtle movements, but the person who was lightly pecking at her cheek stopped the next moment.

Fu Xingyun looked up. "What's wrong?"

Lin Qiong, slightly drunk, looked at them and asked, "How long are you going to keep kissing?"

Fu Xingyun retorted, "When are you planning to stop?"

Lin Qiong shook her head. "It's up to you."

Fu Xingyun's eyes held a meaningful look. "What?"

Today is your birthday.

Fu Xingyun let out a heavy breath, telling himself to take it slow, but he couldn't help but say, "Just one more kiss."

Lin Qiong nodded obediently, "Okay."

He was about to kiss the person on the cheek when someone raised a hand to stop him.

Lin Qiong asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Let's try a different place this time."

"Where to switch to?"

Fu Xingyun raised her hand and touched her lips.

Lin Qiong stared blankly for a moment, then said nervously, "No."

Fu Xingyun raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Lin Qiong pointed to the dazzling fluorescent light, "Da Tian can't do such a thing."

Fu Xingyun: ...

Fu Xingyun put his arm around her and asked, "Can we go back to the room?"

The man's voice was deep and gentle like never before, like a bewitching spell. Lin Qiong touched her ear, unsure if it was okay.

Just once.

Lin Qiong looked up at Fu Xingyun's handsome face and swallowed.

However, the other person seemed to know that his face was very useful, and looked at the person again, saying, "Just once."

Lin Qiong was momentarily blinded by his good looks, and said, "Okay."

Around 10 p.m., people gradually left. Fu Jinglin, exhausted from the day, collapsed onto the sofa and fell asleep.

Fu Xingyun led the people back to their room.

Lin Qiong sat on the bed in a daze, while Fu Xingyun took a hot towel and wiped her face.

But he was stopped abruptly. "Aren't you going to kiss me?"

Fu Xingyun was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Dear."

Lin Qiong smiled and pointed at the other person's hand with her finger, "Then come closer."

"Okay," the man replied as if he had lost his mind.

"Closer."

Fu Xingyun sat down next to her, and Lin Qiong cupped her face in her hands. "Are you ready?"

Fu Xingyun's breathing became slightly erratic.

Lin Qiong lowered her head and tentatively touched his lips lightly. Fu Xingyun froze instantly, his hand hanging on the bed clenching tightly.

Lin Qiong smacked her lips.

Then he nibbled on the person's lips.