Night fell like a piece of velvet soaked in ink, gently covering the entire villa.
The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, illuminating the living room with a warm glow. The occasional crackling of the firewood added a touch of life to the quiet night.
Yu Jiuyuan nestled on the huge wool carpet in the center of the living room, wearing Rong Shenghan's white shirt loosely on her body.
The shirt was long, barely covering the top of her thighs, revealing a pair of fair and straight legs. On her bare ankles, a delicate pearl bracelet swayed gently with her movements, gleaming warmly in the firelight.
She held a movie script in her hand, reading it casually, but her gaze kept drifting towards Rong Shenghan, who was sitting on the single sofa opposite her, working on documents.
He was wearing a dark gray loungewear set today, with the sleeves casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing his well-defined wrists.
Under the light, he looked down at the documents, his profile appearing exceptionally soft, yet his ever-smiling eyes revealed focus and seriousness.
Even though she had already won over Rong Shenghan and moved into his villa, sharing his bed every night, Yu Jiuyuan still found teasing Rong Shenghan extremely interesting.
Especially seeing his seemingly calm and composed demeanor, which actually concealed turbulent undercurrents, always easily stirred up her deep-seated desire for control.
“Rong Shenghan,” she suddenly spoke, her voice slightly languid and husky, like a feather gently brushing against the tip of one’s heart, “come here.”
Rong Shenghan raised his eyes and looked at her. When he saw the shirt that was clearly his own, a faint dark light flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a gentle expression.
He put down the documents in his hand, stood up, walked over, and squatted down beside her: "What's wrong, President?"
“I didn’t understand this part of the script.” Yu Jiuyuan looked up at him, a faint smile on her lips, but a sly glint in her eyes.
She pointed to a line in the script and said, "Read it to me."
Her fingertips were slender and fair, and her nails were neatly trimmed with a faint pink hue.
Rong Shenghan's gaze lingered on her fingers for a moment before following the direction of her fingertips, his voice deep and pleasant: "Which section?"
“Just this part.” Yu Jiuyuan deliberately moved closer to him. The collar of her shirt was already loose, and with this movement, it opened slightly, revealing her delicate collarbone and a small patch of fair skin.
She could clearly feel the person next to her pause in breathing.
Rong Shenghan's gaze swept over her open neckline, his Adam's apple bobbing almost imperceptibly, before he looked away and focused on the script, slowly reading aloud: 'Moonlight shone on his profile, his eyes like a bottomless pool, carrying a restrained desire and a controlled tenderness…'
His voice was very pleasant, with a unique magnetism, and when he read these words full of ambiguous atmosphere, it had an indescribable seductive power.
Yu Jiuyuan listened quietly, but her gaze remained fixed on his face, watching his Adam's apple bob and the fleeting emotions in his eyes.
"I've finished reading." Rong Shenghan looked down at her after reading the text, his eyes questioning, "Did you understand?"
"It seems... I still don't quite understand." Yu Jiuyuan tilted her head slightly, looking innocent and harmless, like a genuinely confused student. "What exactly does 'restrained desire' mean here?"
As she spoke, she leaned closer to him, almost pressing herself against him.
The faint scent of white tea emanating from her mingled with the ebony aroma from his shirt, creating a unique fragrance that lingered between them.
Rong Shenghan's body tensed instantly, and his hands at his sides unconsciously clenched into fists.
He could clearly feel the warmth emanating from her body, and her subtle touches. The desire he had been deliberately suppressing seemed ready to burst through the dam at any moment.
He looked into her clear, yet seemingly unfathomable eyes, his Adam's apple bobbed again, and his voice became even lower and hoarser than before: "It's about... restraining the urge to do something."
"Oh?" Yu Jiuyuan drawled, her smile widening. "What if you want to do... something very intimate?"
Her words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves in Rong Shenghan's heart.
His breath hitched, and the gentleness in his eyes vanished completely, leaving only a surge of desire and a barely perceptible hint of embarrassment.
He hadn't expected her to be so direct and bold.
“Yu Jiuyuan…” His voice carried a hint of warning, as he tried to create distance between them.
But Yu Jiuyuan didn't give him that chance.
She suddenly reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, forcing him to lower his head. The distance between them instantly closed, and their noses almost touched.
"Rong Shenghan," her voice was low and deliberately seductive, her warm breath brushing against his lips, "are you 'enduring' right now?"
She could clearly see the desire surging in his eyes, his tightly pursed lips, and his slightly reddened ears.
His forced restraint despite being clearly moved filled her with a strange sense of pleasure.
Rong Shenghan's eyes grew darker and darker, like a night sky brewing a storm.
Looking at the face so close to his, at the sly smile in her eyes, he finally couldn't hold back any longer and suddenly lowered his head to kiss her lips.
The kiss came suddenly and fiercely, carrying a long-suppressed desire and a hint of annoyance at being provoked.
He pried open her teeth, and his tongue forcefully probed inside, entwining and rubbing against hers.
Yu Jiuyuan did not resist; instead, she responded obediently, even reaching out to wrap her arms around his waist and hugging him even tighter.
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