The photos made her look natural and playful, incredibly real.
As for Ling Yucheng, in every picture, his gaze was fixed on Gong Zhijing.
His eyes were exceptionally gentle, his entire being exuding a tender, watery softness.
These photos were candid snapshots, yet undeniably beautiful, utterly superb.
Gong Zhijing found them so captivating she couldn't put them down, the light in her eyes brighter than fireworks.
These surprises were entirely unexpected, yet they stirred her heart profoundly, filling her with joy and deep emotion.
Everything Ling Yucheng had prepared was for her. Seeing her happy made him feel all his efforts were worthwhile.
After looking through the photos again and again, Gong Zhijing reluctantly set aside the tablet.
She threw herself into Ling Yucheng's embrace, touched. "Husband, you're so good to me, how can I ever repay you!"
Ling Yucheng had prepared so many surprises for her; shouldn't she reciprocate in some way?
As she pondered what to prepare, Ling Yucheng suddenly whispered in her ear, "It's simple, your husband's mind is full of that kind of thought. You just need to..."
Gong Zhijing's face grew hotter and hotter, so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground.
She pushed Ling Yucheng away, a mix of shyness and annoyance. "Get lost, I'm ignoring you."
This man always had the ability to move you to tears and make you want to laugh or cry at the same time.
He always spoiled the moment.
But then again, he didn't seem to have many other hobbies; all his thoughts were focused on *that*.
He was always ready to "drive," like a hungry wolf that could never be satisfied.
Ling Yucheng held Gong Zhijing and pleaded, "Wife, please indulge me! Okay?"
Gong Zhijing felt goosebumps all over and looked at Ling Yucheng with utter disgust.
"If this hidden side of you were revealed, I think the world might collapse."
Ling Yucheng appeared indifferent, his gaze fixed solely on Gong Zhijing, his meaning clear.
He wanted kisses, hugs, and... nothing else mattered. A total love-addled brain.
Gong Zhijing surrendered.
She was torn, wondering if she should agree.
But his request was so disgraceful, how could she possibly do it!
Ling Yucheng didn't force her.
Of course, if Gong Zhijing were willing, it would be all the better.
Later, the two of them went out for dinner.
After a day of excitement, they had no desire to go out and play anymore. They finished their meal and prepared to return to their room to rest.
While Ling Yucheng was showering, Gong Zhijing rummaged through the hotel drawer and found the provided pajamas.
This was a famous couple's hotel. They had prepared many things for "that kind of activity," including the decor and lighting, all with a unique charm.
But these pajamas were too revealing, just a thin layer. How could she possibly wear them?
If she hadn't said Ling Yucheng was always thinking about these things, why would he ask her to wear something like this?
Although these things were normal between a couple, but...
Gong Zhijing blushed, quickly undressed, and haphazardly threw on the few pieces of fabric in her hand.
After changing, she felt too ashamed to face anyone and hid under the covers.
Ling Yucheng emerged from the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist.
The water on his body hadn't been fully dried, and it slid down his neck and chest, revealing a perfectly sculpted physique.
The overwhelming scent of sexiness made Gong Zhijing, who was peeking out from under the covers, involuntarily swallow.
He walked to the bedside, his muscular chest and abs becoming more distinct as he approached.
Ling Yucheng casually picked up the home wear from the bed, slowly putting it on, buttoning it up one by one.
The exposed skin was gradually concealed.
He was doing it on purpose!
Gong Zhijing watched him slowly remove the towel and put on pants in front of her.
He had already prepared the clothes when he went to shower, yet he didn't bring them into the bathroom, insisting on changing out here.
Seeing his nonchalant expression, Gong Zhijing couldn't help but feel a competitive spirit rise within her.
Trying to seduce me, huh? Like I can't do the same.
With that thought, she flung off the covers, struck a provocative pose, and waited quietly for Ling Yucheng's reaction.
She was wearing a red camisole, its thin straps resting on her shoulders.
It revealed her long neck and delicate collarbones.
The hem barely covered the top of her thighs, and the fabric was incredibly light, hinting at what lay beneath.
Her slightly crossed legs were adorned with black fishnet stockings, her exposed skin pearly white and luminous under the warm yellow light.
Utterly captivating.
Ling Yucheng casually glanced over and immediately couldn't look away.
He swallowed shamelessly and was utterly stunned.
Gong Zhijing was actually a little shy; she didn't dare to look at Ling Yucheng's expression. The competitive spirit she'd felt moments before vanished.
But as she slightly raised her eyes to look at him, she was shocked.
She saw two streams of blood flowing from his nose.
Ling Yucheng didn't notice at all, just stared at Gong Zhijing with an intensely possessive gaze.
Gong Zhijing exclaimed, "You're bleeding!"
Ling Yucheng snapped back to attention and then felt the strange sensation under his nose.
He quickly reached up to touch it and saw a smear of crimson.
"Shit!"
He cursed under his breath and hurried to the living room to find tissues to wipe his nose.
Gong Zhijing couldn't help but burst into laughter, forgetting her shyness. She strode after him.
"You can't handle it, you actually got a nosebleed, haha..."
Ling Yucheng turned back, covering his nose, his eyes fierce.
"Have you forgotten when you begged for mercy??"
Gong Zhijing immediately stopped laughing but found it excruciatingly difficult to suppress her amusement.
She had only heard of or seen people getting nosebleeds from beautiful women in TV shows or novels before; she never expected it to happen in real life.
Ling Yucheng stuffed two balls of tissue into his nose and then looked at Gong Zhijing unreservedly.
"Who are you trying to seduce dressed like this?"
Gong Zhijing retorted, "And what were you trying to do by deliberately changing clothes in front of me?"
"Let's go to bed."
Ling Yucheng walked towards her, grabbed her slender waist, and led her to the bed.
Gong Zhijing didn't resist, but looking at his comical appearance, she couldn't stop laughing.
Ling Yucheng lost his focus and looked at her helplessly, asking, "Is it that funny?"
Gong Zhijing nodded. "It's hilarious!"
Ling Yucheng dared not look at her, his lips pressed together, his eyes a deep scarlet.
What if he lost control?
Seeing this, Gong Zhijing wanted to tease him further, but then she saw the tissues under his nose were soaked red. She panicked.
"Your nose is bleeding a lot, what should we do? Should we go see a doctor?"
Ling Yucheng's breathing deepened, and he escaped into the bathroom, leaving only.
"Hurry and change out of that outfit."
Damn it, I can't stand it.
Gong Zhijing found it both funny and exasperating, but before Ling Yucheng came out, she changed her clothes.