The car kept moving forward in silence, with no music playing. Xia Qingqian took advantage of the quiet time, closed her eyes, and leaned back in the seat to rest. In just three short hours, she had been pressed beneath him, traveling together to both heaven and hell.

When they arrived at the high-end British restaurant, he parked the car, yet Xia Qingqian showed no sign of wanting to wake up. Beitang Yao got out of the car, walked to her side, and carried her horizontally towards the restaurant.

Led by the concierge, he entered a special VIP presidential suite, which resembled a hotel with all facilities included, even a luxurious bed for resting. This was actually Beitang Yao’s temporary resting place, open only to him, and others had no right to enter.

He gently placed her on the large bed, watching her peaceful face. He couldn’t resist reaching out to stroke her cheek, tucking the hair that had fallen onto her forehead behind her ear.

She must be exhausted, isn’t she? It’s just as well. Let her get some good rest, so she’ll have the strength to continue after she eats, right?

Instead, Beitang Yao ordered a cup of coffee and sat on the leather sofa to work. He was always so busy, answering a few calls about some decisions. Under his management, every company was in its peak season.

Throughout, he was careful not to disturb her rest, and from where he sat, he could see Xia Qingqian resting, allowing him to observe her every movement.

During this time, she turned over but did not wake and continued to sleep. Hearing her murmurs from the room, Beitang Yao’s lips curled upward, reminiscing about their recent rendezvous. His body reacted impatiently to the memory, and with a few low growls, he put down his work.

He walked directly into the room, to the side of her bed, gazing at her. Her body was curled up, breathing peacefully, completely unaware of the impending danger.

Beitang Yao sat down on the edge of the luxurious bed, and as he sat, the soft bed sagged slightly. Sensing something, Xia Qingqian quickly opened her eyes, only to be greeted by Beitang Yao’s handsome face, imposing yet with a hint of... intimacy.

Startled, she shrank back and quickly sat up, nervously asking, "How did I end up here?"

She looked around, carefully observed, and then focused on Beitang Yao’s face. When did she end up in bed? She only remembered falling asleep in his car. She had no memory of what happened next.

"What do you think?" Beitang Yao didn’t answer her question; instead, he reached out to pinch her chin, questioning her in return.

His breath, mixed with a hint of minty coolness, blew over her face. In that instant, a paralyzing jolt shot from her feet straight to her brain!

"Young Master, please let go of me first." Beitang Yao was right in front of her, his whole body almost pressing against hers. Yet, Beitang Yao was unyielding, climbed onto the bed, and confined her within the enclosure of his arms, as ambiguous as it could be.

"How could I bear to let you go?" He pressed his lips close to hers, biting her cherry lips in a fervent suck and lick, full of passion.

"Hmm..." Startled, Xia Qingqian widened her eyes at him, letting out a soft moan. Her brows furrowed tightly, thinking to herself, could it be that the Young Master wants that again? Didn’t he know any restraint? She already felt like she was falling apart!

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