As the sun began to set, the door to the lounge opened with a creak.
Chu Liyue, who was sitting gracefully at her desk, immediately turned around.
Xiao Wujie stood there, his arms supporting the door frame, his hair slightly disheveled, his champagne-colored shirt hanging loosely on his body, revealing his long neck and prominent collarbones.
The warm rays of the setting sun slanted across him, casting a soft halo around him, making him appear as handsome and holy as a god.
His eyes were misty and hazy from just waking up, and the moment he looked at Chu Liyue, he couldn't hide his dependence and longing.
In the slanting sunlight, he looked at Chu Liyue walking gracefully towards him, his eyes trembling slightly, as if gazing upon a deity.
"Hmm..."
With a soft cry from him, Chu Liyue picked him up and placed him on the tall desk.
Seeing the intoxicating tenderness in Chu Liyue's eyes, and her warm, smooth fingertips gently brushing the hair on his forehead, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he gently pressed his face against her shoulder.
Little by little, he wrapped his arms around her neck, his long legs around her slender waist, until he was pressed against her chest.
Chu Liyue gently stroked his hair with her palm, her gaze fixed on him without moving.
His perfect features, bathed in soft light, were utterly captivating.
Chu Liyue's heart skipped a beat. She lightly lifted his chin with her fingertips and spoke in a low, husky voice:
"Sweetie, open your mouth."
As Xiao Wujie obediently parted his thin lips, she lowered her head slightly and kissed his dry lips, caressing them passionately.
Her hand slipped inside his loose shirt, gently stroking his smooth, alluring back, and pinching his lean waist.
Her kiss was more passionate than ever before, yet as gentle as water.
Two years of longing, regret, and love lost.
The joy of finding something lost, the cherishing, and the pity.
A burning, intense, and yearning feeling that one truly possesses.
Those gentle yet profound emotions, like a vast ocean, spread out and filled every corner of each other's hearts.
As their lips parted, Xiao Wujie's face was flushed with a captivating blush, and his eyes were brimming with a turbulent, watery light.
He looked up at Chu Liyue, whose red lips were slightly parted, her breathing was disordered, and her deep gaze met his.
He could see the lust in her eyes.
Xiao Wujie gazed at her with hazy eyes, then suddenly spoke in a low, hoarse voice:
"Sister, you won't lose me again, right?"
Chu Liyue's breathing was slightly disordered, and her eyes were filled with desire, but she simply cupped his face and nodded gently in his slightly rippling gaze.
Never.
"forever!"
Her eyes flickered slightly. "Unless I..."
Xiao Wujie reached out and sealed her lips with his.
He laughed, a low chuckle escaping his chest with a slight vibration, deep and husky, with a frosted texture.
Then, his perfect chin rested on Chu Liyue's chest, "Sister, do you miss me?"
Chu Liyue gently placed her hands on his waist, her voice hoarse and barely audible.
"certainly."
Xiao Wujie smiled like a fox, his smile alluring and seductive.
"I miss my sister too."
As Chu Liyue's expression grew increasingly tense, he gently leaned forward, his thin lips close to Chu Liyue's ear, and a suggestive sound escaped his throat.
A warm breath blew by, and the sound was like a feather gently brushing against the tip of one's heart:
"I'll give it to my sister, okay?"
As he spoke, his cool fingertips lightly explored Chu Liyue's slightly open shirt collar.
Chu Liyue trembled, grabbed his hand, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Stop fooling around, you're not fully recovered yet."
Xiao Wujie chuckled softly: "When have I ever been healthy?"
He tilted his head and gently took Chu Liyue's fingertip into his mouth, lightly touching it with the tip of his tongue.
"Sister, don't you want to?"
Chu Liyue's voice was taut like a string: "Sweetie, stop fooling around."
A hint of resentment appeared in Xiao Wujie's eyes, "You clearly wanted to."
He was practically clinging to Chu Liyue, his thin lips lightly touching her beautiful eyebrows and eyes.
"I want to too."
"Spoiling me, okay?"
"Right here, on the table."
As the last sentence fell, the rationality in Chu Liyue's mind exploded.
She grabbed Xiao Wujie's wrist, raised it above her head, and suddenly leaned down, pinning him to the waist against the large desk.
Xiao Wujie smiled, closed his eyes, turned his long neck to the side, and on his snow-white skin, blue lines meandered and emerged, revealing a vulnerability that beckoned to be ravaged.
Delicate flowers in the wind, for you to pick as you please.
On the desk, pristine white documents fluttered in the air.
With a "whoosh," the shirt buttons scattered all over the floor, rolling in all directions.
In a daze, Xiao Wujie seemed to have returned to that darkness, that sea.
The seawater was so hot and warm that it was like a small boat, tossed violently by the surging waves.
Gale-force winds and torrential rain swept across the sea, and the waves, one higher than the next, almost engulfed him.
The ship pitched and rolled, sometimes soaring onto the crest of a wave, sometimes crashing heavily into the trough...
A raindrop fell from the sky, and a bead of sweat from Chu Liyue's nose dripped onto his perfect eyebrows and eyes.
Xiao Wujie opened his eyes in a daze, only to meet Chu Liyue's red and wet eyes.
"My sweet baby."
"baby."
"Good boy/girl."
"Say you love me."
Xiao Wujie's hands, gripping the edge of the desk so tightly that the veins on the back bulged, uttered in a hoarse, broken voice: "I..."
His thin body suddenly trembled, and a tearing pain came from his thin lips.
"Call me 'sister'."
Amidst the raging wind and rain, he swore to the gods: "Sister, I love you."
I love you so much.
I will love you forever, my love will never change.
On the office floor, pristine white documents lay scattered, gold buttons rolled about, and a torn champagne-colored shirt lay intertwined with sheer black stockings.
...
The "company employees' self-entertainment group" has exploded.
"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"
"I swear on my life and on instant noodles and spicy snacks, President Chu and his young boyfriend definitely did it in the office."
"With the door closed and the office soundproof, did you install surveillance cameras inside? And how could they be so clear?"
Immediately afterwards, a picture was posted.
In the picture, outside the office door, Chu Liyue is wearing a white shirt, her long legs are smooth, and she is holding Xiao Wujie, who is covered with her suit jacket.
"Holy crap, zoom in and you'll see the hair is wet and the eyes are closed."
"Look at her neck, those are definitely hickeys, all over it, a whole patch!"
"And President Chu, look at her hands, don't they look like bite marks? Also, her stockings are gone, and the top button on her shirt seems to be missing too."
"President Chu is eating so well! Who spread the rumor that their relationship has broken down? And could I have a whole stack of boyfriends like President Chu's? I'll take as many as you want!"
"Ahhh! This is so exciting!"
...
In the black luxury car downstairs, Chu Liyue looked through the rearview mirror at Xiao Wujie, who had fallen asleep in the back seat, her eyes revealing satisfaction and a smile.
Just then, her phone vibrated.
Ai Ruoman sent her several screenshots from the group chat, with the question: Master, should we take action?
Chu Liyue scanned the images one by one and replied:
The image has been processed; you don't need to worry about the rest.
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