The night was deep, on the top floor of the hotel, in a quiet room.
The heavy curtains blocked out all light and sound from the outside world.
Only a dim wall lamp was on in the room, making the atmosphere even more ambiguous.
Chen Que leaned back in the large sofa, his shirt wide open and casual pants scattered on the carpet, exuding a lazy and decadent atmosphere.
He tilted his head back slightly, his neck stretched out, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his breathing was noticeably heavier than usual.
He gazed at the light above him, slowly closed his eyes, his expression complex, a mixture of fascination and repression.
One hand with distinct knuckles rested casually on the bent knee, while the other hand held the one-piece swimsuit skirt.
The soft, fragrant fabric created a striking contrast with the prominent veins on the back of his hand.
The scene he had just witnessed replayed in his mind: the girl nestled weakly in Cheng Yu's arms, her eyelashes wet, her lips luscious, every detail exuding allure.
What if her man wasn't Chengyu, but him...?
Shen Que imagined her, her eyes reddening, looking pitiful and charming in the misty air, with him controlling her slender waist and doing whatever he wanted.
"Heh..." A hoarse sound, tinged with self-mockery and excitement, escaped from his throat.
He was doing the most despicable thing, lusting after the woman in his brother's arms.
Chen Que's shoulders and back pressed against the soft sofa back, his jawline taut, completely immersed.
The light from the wall lamp cast intermittent shadows on his face, adding a touch of dangerous wickedness to his already dashing features.
...
In another luxurious master bedroom not far away, the atmosphere was completely different.
The nightlight cast a soft glow, and outside the window stretched an endless starry sky and a vast ocean, serene and magnificent.
Gu Chengyu leaned against the headboard, wide awake.
The little girl was using one of his arms as a pillow, while his other hand was casually playing with her long, soft hair that was scattered on the pillow.
Su Qianqian had already changed into a nightgown, the hem of which was rolled up to her upper thighs, revealing her two jade-like legs, and a thin white blanket was draped around her waist.
She lay on her side, facing him, already fast asleep.
Gu Chengyu's gaze lingered on her peaceful sleeping face.
Then he raised his large hand, his fingertips brushing across her forehead and the tip of her upturned nose, his eyes filled with doting affection.
Finally, he kissed the top of her head gently, as if afraid of disturbing her sweet dreams.
At this moment, Gu Chengyu was unaware that his Qianqian was being coveted by his brother.
Just a hundred meters apart, desires, in different forms, silently and wildly grow beneath the veneer of luxury.
On one hand, there is the pampering and indulgence that comes with receiving enjoyment.
On one hand, there is the restlessness and sin fueled by imagination.
...
Shen Que took a shower, washing away the lingering ambiguous atmosphere.
He wrapped himself in his bathrobe, picked up his phone, opened the chat window with Shen Nian'an, and rapidly tapped the screen with his fingertips.
Shen Que: [Stay at the hotel tomorrow morning and cancel your dates with your girlfriends.]
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