“No one!” Meng Jiuyi said.
He remained unmoved.
"Seriously, who would hire me to film something like this?"
The more panicked she became, the faster her mind raced. "I wanted to film all of this myself. I... I've admired the Third Young Master for many years. I secretly liked you even before you knew who I was. Knowing that you were going to attend this banquet, I impulsively did this."
Meng Jiuyi's writing became increasingly fluent, and her performance increasingly moving.
Wearing a fake face, she did her shameless things smoothly, even squeezing out a few tears, staring at him with a lovesick expression.
"I know that I am worlds apart from you and that it will never be possible. I would be content just to have your photos and videos."
Tan Yuchen didn't say anything, just stared at her, it was hard to tell how much he believed her.
The light outlined his angular face, and his eyes were like anchor points in the darkness.
Meng Jiuyi fluttered her eyelashes, feigning a blush, and heard him chuckle.
"You like me, you admire me?"
She nodded.
"How long has it been?"
Meng Jiuyi: "It's been many years."
Tan Yuchen asked, "Want to keep my photo to satisfy your craving?"
What does it mean to satisfy a craving?
Meng Jiuyi clenched her toes with some shame, but finally nodded.
He clicked his tongue and commented, "A toad trying to eat swan meat."
Fuck you!
Meng Jiuyi lowered her head, "I know I can never be unworthy of you—"
He suddenly lifted her chin, and Tan Yuchen lowered his head to get closer, slowly examining her face with a kind of reckless and wicked air.
"It looks a bit abstract, with a mouth that looks like a sausage, a face that isn't a face, and a nose that isn't a nose."
Meng Jiuyi: "......" Damn it!
"But it should still be palatable even with the lights off. Since you've admired me for so many years, I won't hesitate to grant your wish."
?
Meng Jiuyi blinked, not understanding what he meant.
Tan Yuchen showed his intentions with his actions, taking off his watch and throwing it on the sofa, then unbuttoning his shirt, revealing a smooth chest that left her completely stunned.
Meng Jiuyi had no idea where to look, and her speech became stammering.
"What...are you doing?"
Tan Yuchen asked, "What do you think?"
Meng Jiuyi opened the door and was about to run outside, but was pulled back by the waist and suddenly bumped into his chest, his hot breath drenching her face.
The door behind her slammed shut, and Tan Yuchen turned and threw her onto the bed.
Before she could even dodge, he pressed down on her.
The light in front of her was instantly blocked, and the man's broad figure completely covered her.
"No...no! I didn't mean that!"
She pressed her hand against his chest, flustered and incoherent, "Third Young Master, I know my place. How could I dare to covet you? You've really misunderstood!"
"What misunderstanding? What are adults doing having pure love?"
His lowered eyes remained calm, and his tone was playful, "Although bran and wild vegetables are hard to chew, it's okay to try something new once in a while."
The more relaxed and carefree a man is with his shirt open, the more it suggests he's had a hearty meal.
His presence in the confined space grew increasingly dangerous. Meng Jiuyi struggled desperately to run upwards, but he pressed on relentlessly, even using his knees to push her legs apart, following her upwards.
She took a half step forward, and he followed. As the fabric rubbed together, the man's thighs were completely different from hers—strong and firm, representing the most primal power.
Meng Jiuyi's nerves snapped, her head slammed into the pillow, and she couldn't back up any further.
Her eyes were wide open, and she didn't even dare to breathe.
"You...you're forcing me!"
"Didn't you say you admired me?"
No matter how much she struggled, her shoulders were held firmly in place, and Tan Yuchen stared at her with great interest.
"So you like this 'playing hard to get' tactic? You should have said so earlier."
After saying that, he lowered his head and moved closer, clearly preparing to kiss him.
Suddenly, a clear laugh rang in my ears.
Tan Yuchen glanced down at her, and she stopped pretending, touching his chest with a triumphant look in her smiling eyes.
"How did Third Young Master know I like playing this game?"
"It's quite embarrassing to talk about these fetishes, I don't dare to tell anyone. I never thought I could achieve my wish. I also like to play with doctors, nurses, teachers and students. Will you play with me from now on?"
Tan Yuchen maintained this distance while looking at her, and gave a cryptic smile.
Should I buy you a dozen uniforms?
Meng Jiuyi's smile cracked for a moment, and his hand recklessly traced along his chest and neck. "I couldn't be happier. How about I have someone send it over now? You have such a great figure. I've ordered two at the brothel before, and oh my, their figures were like bean sprouts. I've never met such a gem as you."
In the backlight, Tan Yuchen's sinister eyes appeared somewhat cold.
She continued to grope him, trying to hook his belt, when he suddenly grabbed her face.
"So thirsty?"
He asked, "Should I call a few more for you?"
"No, I only want you."
She was utterly shameless, her voice sweet and coquettish, "To be honest, I've had a few boyfriends before, but none of them were as good-looking or physically fit as you. The good-looking ones weren't very good in bed, and the ones I finally met who were good had infectious diseases. Seeing how high your nose is, Young Master, you should..."
Her lustful gaze traveled down his chest, tracing the barely visible shadow beneath his V-line, and she swallowed hard. "...You must last a long time, right?"
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