Hearing this, Qingyao raised her head slightly, her beautiful eyes revealing a trace of indescribable complex emotions. She opened her red lips and said, "Chanyu, why do you have to resort to such means?"
Seeing this, the Chanyu couldn't help but sigh softly. He then stretched out his hands, tightly grasping Qingyao's soft, boneless little hands, and said sincerely, "I simply want to avoid any unnecessary disturbances and groundless speculations that may arise."
Qingyao remained silent. She looked down at the contract again, then picked up a pen and signed her name. The "contract lover" with Qingyao as an example officially came into effect.
Shanyu's eyes were fixed on the pen in Qingyao's hand. The moment the pen tip fell and signed his name on the contract, he breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders, and his tense shoulders slumped slightly.
He knew in his heart that this was a risky move of his and he almost lost everything. He was so afraid that Qingyao would reject him and that he would lose the opportunity to be with her with a clear conscience.
He was well aware of his own selfishness. Years of experience in the business world had accustomed him to exploiting everything available. This contract would make him Qingyao's public boyfriend, but what did the men surrounding her matter to him? In Shanyu's eyes, they were merely insignificant ants in the race for supremacy. He had his own ambitions, to reach a higher peak, to enjoy unparalleled glory and power, and Qingyao, at this moment, was the key piece in his chess game.
He will skillfully use this relationship to weave a large network that is extremely beneficial to him, and seek the greatest benefits for himself in this complex environment. As for whether it is fair, he has long forgotten it. In his eyes, there is only the broad road to success, and Qingyao is a bright light that illuminates this road. No matter what, he will not let go.
Shanyu stared at Qingyao, the deep affection in his eyes was like a surging tide, instantly drowning Qingyao. Suddenly, he stretched out his powerful arms and held Qingyao tightly in his arms as if he was holding a rare treasure. Qingyao let out a soft cry and unconsciously wrapped her arms around Shanyu's neck.
Shanyu strode towards the bedroom, each step filled with eagerness and desire. Once inside, he gently kicked the door shut, making a slight "bang" sound, as if it was a signal that they were isolated from the outside world. Then, he slowly placed Qingyao on the edge of the bed, and pressed down with his tall body.
His gaze never left Qingyao's eyes, and that fiery look seemed to ignite Qingyao's soul.
Then, Shanyu lowered his head slightly, first gently touching Qingyao's forehead, and stayed for a short time as if to feel each other's temperature and heartbeat.
Gradually, his lips moved slowly down and lightly touched the tip of Qingyao's nose. The gentle touch made Qingyao's breathing slightly stagnate.
Finally, Shanyu's lips covered Qingyao's lips, and at first he just caressed them gently, like a spring breeze blowing over flower petals, delicate and gentle.
But soon, passion was ignited like a raging fire, his kiss became passionate and deep, domineeringly demanding Qingyao's response.
Qingyao gradually sank into this passionate attack. Her fingers unconsciously clutched Shanyu's clothes, and her body trembled slightly, as if she had lost herself in this kiss. She could only follow Shanyu's rhythm and immerse herself in this endless love and passion.
Qingyao's response made Shanyu even more intoxicated. His hand began to gently stroke Qingyao's hair, slowly sliding down her cheek, outlining her delicate contours, as if to confirm that all this was not a dream. The delicate touch from his fingertips spread throughout his body like an electric current, making his kiss even more lingering.
He raised his head slightly, his eyes full of nostalgia and affection, his voice a little hoarse: "Qing'er, you are the most beautiful encounter in my life." After that, he leaned over again and tore Qingyao's dress into pieces. This time his kiss fell along Qingyao's neck, leaving a string of faint traces, and every touch was filled with his deep love and desire for Qingyao.
Qingyao raised her head slightly, closed her eyes, and her heart beat like a drum. She could feel Shanyu's passion spreading around her body. The strong emotional impact made her unable to resist, nor did she want to resist.
Her hands slowly moved upwards, stroking Shanyu's broad back, feeling the heart beating hotly for her beneath his solid muscles.
In this atmosphere of tenderness and passion, they seemed to have forgotten the existence of time. The only things left in the world were each other's breathing and heartbeats, and the endless love that permeated and blended in the air, weaving into a love web that belonged only to them, tightly entangling them and never separating.
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