Late night at the Red Rose.
Luo Hongli pulled a rose petal from beneath her.
The master bedroom of the presidential suite was vast. With the air conditioning running in July, the temperature was just right, making it unnecessary to use a quilt.
Under the glow of the bedside lamp, she lay prone on the bed, her fair, smooth, jade-like back shimmering with a cool luster.
Further down... the curve was perfection.
Continuing lower, it was unsuitable for broadcast, so it was omitted.
Chen Ye, feeling as exhausted as if he had run two full marathons, stared blankly at the ceiling.
How many times had it been?
He had lost count; in any case, by the end, he was severely dehydrated.
Luo Hongli rested her head on his arm, her slender, elegant fingers gently stroking his chest.
"Chen Ye."
"Luo Hongli, I can't do it anymore."
"Can't? That won't do. Get up. Isn't this exactly what you went through all that trouble to achieve? Get up... oh, it seems to be broken."
Chen Ye hooked the quilt that had been pushed to the foot of the bed with his feet and wrapped himself in it.
"I'll let you off for today. Stop messing with me."
Luo Hongli bit her red lip, her eyes now brimming with a bewitching allure.
"Tch, and here I thought... so that’s all you’ve got?"
"Are you just running your mouth? Who was the one crying out just a moment ago, if not you?""Hmph, did you forget everything the moment you finished your biology exam? That was just a physiological reaction. I haven't even started dating yet, a…
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