Suddenly, Meng Jingwei felt a touch of sympathy for Tang Si, finding his situation rather pitiful.
"They will resolve their own matters,"
Qing Muye wrapped his arms around her waist, his forehead touching hers. "Now, can we resolve the matters between us?"
"What matters between us?"
The topic had shifted abruptly, and Meng Jingwei didn't quite catch up.
Then, she saw Qing Muye flash a mischievous smile. "Of course, it's the business between a man and a woman."
As he spoke, Qing Muye suddenly stood up, lifting her with him and placing her on the desk. He then propped his hands on either side of her. "What kind of spell have you cast on me? I can never get enough. What should I do?"
Meng Jingwei: "..."
Was she hallucinating? How could she have heard Qing Muye say such a thing?
"Hey..."
Meng Jingwei leaned back slightly, creating some distance between them. "We're in the study. It wouldn't be good if the servants saw us later."
"This is the study, a restricted area. No one is allowed in without my permission."
After Qing Muye finished speaking, he opened a drawer and took out a remote control. With a soft click, the study door automatically locked, and the curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows closed.
"Now, can we continue?"
His chiseled features were painted with a wicked smile, a mix of coldness and devilish charm, making him look like a two-dimensional male god from a manga, so handsome that one couldn't look away.
How incredibly fortunate she was to have found such an exceptional man.
Meng Jingwei met his gaze for a few seconds. A blush spread across her fair, jade-like face, revealing a maiden's shyness.
Then, she raised her hands, wrapping them around Qing Muye's neck, and initiated a kiss.
This kiss had the momentum of a 'raging wildfire', completely unquenchable.
It wasn't until Meng Jingwei's eyes welled up, and she pleaded, "A Ye, no... no more, I'm so tired..."
The man smiled wickedly and whispered into her ear, "If you're tired, just sleep."
Meng Jingwei: "..."
You scoundrel. How was she supposed to sleep like this?
And so, the intense session only concluded at two in the morning before he was willing to stop.
Carrying Meng Jingwei, who had just bathed, to the bedroom, he pulled a thin blanket over her. "Sleep quickly."
Meng Jingwei's eyes were too tired to open. Lying beside him, she reached out and hugged his waist, nuzzling her face against his chest. She looked just like a well-behaved little wild cat, so endearing.
"You'll move into Ye Se Apartment tomorrow," Qing Muye suggested.
Meng Jingwei nodded. "Mm, I'll listen to you."
She tightened her grip on Qing Muye's arm. "Then what if I miss you at night?"
Perhaps after experiencing so much together, Qing Muye could deeply sense Meng Jingwei's reliance on him.
That reliance made him feel incredibly secure, and he savored it immensely.
"As long as my wife misses me, I will always be by your side," Qing Muye's voice was as gentle as water.
He gently patted her back with his large hand, coaxing her like a child. "Go to sleep, go to sleep. There are many things waiting for us to handle tomorrow."
"Mm... Tomorrow, let's go see Shi Ran."
She assumed Tang Si had already met with Shi Ran tonight.
Therefore, they had to find Shi Ran tomorrow to confirm the relationship between them, or at least discuss how things were being handled.
Meng Jingwei's mind was still occupied with these thoughts, but she had already fallen asleep.