"Does he like Shi Ran?"
Meng Jingwei keenly captured the key piece of information.
"Perhaps..." Qing Muye didn't give a definitive answer, as he was also unsure of Tang Si's feelings for Shi Ran.
"Let's go, wait for them in the room."
Qing Muye raised his hand and held Meng Jingwei's hand. The familiar action seemed to have been done countless times.
However, since arriving at the Hidden Clan, the two had deliberately kept their distance, afraid of being discovered.
But this was Yipinju, Qing Muye's territory, so he could naturally act without restraint.
Feeling the warmth of his palm, Meng Jingwei's heart warmed, and the smile in her eyes almost overflowed.
They went to the Heaven-tier Room One on the fifth floor. Upon entering, they discovered it was a suite design.
Outside was a living room, inside was a bedroom, and opposite the bedroom was an office study, with the desk positioned by the window.
"This room isn't open to the public, is it?"
Meng Jingwei stood in the room, looking around, and asked Qing Muye with a puzzled look.
The man's lips curved into an arc. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her gently, "How are you so smart?"
His fingertips caressed her cheek. He leaned down, his forehead resting against hers, his actions intimate and full of doting affection.
The two met eyes at close range, their breaths growing heavier. He spoke, his voice exceptionally husky, "If Tang Si and the others hadn't come suddenly, I really would have wanted you here."
Meng Jingwei chuckled and playfully pinched his lower back with her hand on his waist, "Didn't last night tire me out enough? You still want to do it here?"
She was truly impressed by his seemingly inexhaustible energy.
The man shook his head, "It's different."
"How is it different?" she asked, not understanding.
After speaking, she saw a mischievous smile on Qing Muye's face. He leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice, "There are outsiders here, so you can't let go. I can't hear your moans..."
Instantly, Meng Jingwei's cheeks flushed red, like a ripe xiaomixia.
Just as she shyly bit her red lips, Qing Muye raised his hand and hooked her chin. "In this suite, even if you scream your lungs out, no one will hear you."
"Get away, you're being indecent!"
Meng Jingwei blushed and couldn't handle his intense gaze, so she pushed him away with her hand.
Even though he was pushed away, Qing Muye still held her hand tightly.
With a gentle pull towards him, Meng Jingwei's body spun uncontrollably. Facing away from him, she was embraced in his arms.
Qing Muye's right hand cupped her cheek and turned it to the left. He lowered his head, tilted his face, and kissed her red lips.
Their lips met lightly. Meng Jingwei felt the heat of his lips and his heavy breath, making her heart pound wildly and her breathing become erratic.
Knock, knock, knock—
Fate was not in their favor.
A knock sounded at the room door, "Hello, your guests have arrived."
Hearing the voice, Qing Muye reluctantly lifted his head. Seeing a trace of moisture at the corner of her lips, he raised his hand to wipe away the dampness, smiling indulgently, "I'll go open the door."
He let go of Meng Jingwei and walked to the living room door, opening it.
Outside the door stood Tang Si and Shi Ran.
"Come in."
Qing Muye said no more, standing aside to let them enter.
At first, Shi Ran and Tang Si didn't recognize Qing Muye's identity and thought he was a stranger.
It wasn't until they walked into the living room that they saw Meng Jingwei standing to the side.
Shi Ran was ecstatic and ran over, throwing her arms around Meng Jingwei, "Hahaha, Sister Wei, I finally see you, I was so worried."
Being hugged tightly, Meng Jingwei smiled helplessly and patted Shi Ran's back, "How did you get here?"
"Tang Si brought me," Shi Ran said, pointing to Tang Si.