The breathing of the two became heavier and heavier. The ambiguous aura was gradually released and spread throughout the room.
They didn't even turn on the light.
Yin Yiyan wrapped her arms around his neck. Every inch of her skin was pressed tightly against his, feeling his scorching body temperature. "I'll ask one more time. Are you sure you're okay?"
In the darkness, Gong Ming's black eyes grew even deeper. He let out a low chuckle. "I'm not sure."
He was being serious.
His physical condition was much worse than he had expected.
Yin Yiyan couldn't hold back her laughter. The corners of her mouth curled up in a sly arc, with a hint of sarcasm. "If that's the case, Mr. Gong shouldn't be so greedy. You should take up the life of fasting and chanting sutras."
"I did have that thought originally." Gong Ming tightened his grip on her waist to stop her from squirming. His voice was low and deep. "But then I thought it's better to enjoy life while I can."
With such a charming and seductive beauty, it was hard for him to stay pure - minded.
As he spoke, he reached for the condom prepared on the hotel nightstand.
He had been impulsive last time. This time, he wasn't going to let her take the pill again. That pill was bad for her health.
Just as everything was ready, Yin Yiyan suddenly called a halt. "Wait a minute."
"What's wrong?" With the arrow already on the bowstring, Gong Ming's voice turned hoarse. His breathing was in disarray, and he frowned slightly because of the interruption. "You don't want to?"
The girl beneath him let out a charming laugh. When she looked up at him, her eyes were filled with a hint of innocence. "Do you think I'm being serious if I say I don't want to at this point?"
Her body had already given the most real response.
Wet and yearning, it showed that she was craving him just as much.
"Then..." Gong Ming pursed his lips. Before he could finish his sentence, the little woman beneath him suddenly flipped over, pinning him down on the bed and straddling him.
With the change of their positions, Yin Yiyan exuded an overbearing aura, like a queen in control of the whole situation.
"Since the sickly guy has low stamina, let's change the position. It's okay... I'll just work a little harder."
"..."
The moonlight outside the window was mottled. It shone through the window screen in dots and splashed into the room.
In the darkness, the delicate flower swayed constantly. With every breath and touch, the air was filled with the scent of hormones.
Finally, the flower was exhausted. It slumped its waist heavily and fell onto the big bed, emitting a long - satisfied moan.
"Sure enough, I have to do it myself to get what I want."
Gong Ming's breathing was a bit erratic too, but at least he could still control it. He closed his eyes for a moment, and finally couldn't help laughing when he heard her words.
After not seeing her for a few years, the little girl had become more and more eloquent.
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The night passed.
Gong Ming was already awake, but he didn't dare to move, because a certain little fox who had had her fill was lying in the crook of his shoulder, closing her eyes comfortably as if in a beautiful dream and reluctant to wake up.
He stared at her for a long time.
Even so, he still felt it was a bit unreal.
After his parents were executed by firing squad, he had to clean up the mess abroad. He also took the opportunity to get rid of some remaining elements. When he had purified the internal affairs, he finally considered returning to China.
He didn't really want to take over the family business again. But the Gong family's influence was too widespread. Moreover, those opportunists were helpless and had no real skills, only some shady tricks.
If the Gong family fell, those people would have to sit and wait for death.
Seeing so many people relying on the Gong family for a living, and many of them being the followers of the Gong family, Gong Ming couldn't bear it. So he decided to return to China and establish Yesheng.
Although they still did some smuggling business, they didn't harm others or seek fame. They emphasized morality. Their hands weren't completely clean, but at least they had a clear conscience.
Many people had opposed his return at that time, but Gong Ming was determined to come back. No one could stop him.
It wasn't for anything else, but for the white moonlight that he had missed for many years.
He just didn't expect that the white moonlight who had once rushed in front of him to protect him had now grown into a charming and enchanting cinnabar mole.
He couldn't be at peace until he had her.
Looking at her face, he suddenly realized that he had been tricked.
He had fallen into every trap set by this little girl.
All her previous evasions and today's coldness were actually forcing him to give in, making him expose his most real feelings in his heart.
She had stolen his heart, and she even forced him to show his sincerity with both hands.
Only then would she be satisfied.
She was still so naughty.
Realizing this, Gong Ming couldn't help laughing. As a result, the little woman in his arms frowned unhappily and slowly and lazily opened her eyes.
"You woke up so early?" Her voice was hoarse, the after - effect of last night's indulgence, still with a hint of ambiguity and temptation. "Aren't you sleepy?"
"I wasn't tired last night." Gong Ming lowered his head. Seeing her long, fox - like eyes looking idle, he still couldn't control himself and gently kissed her.
The collar of his nightgown was open, and his chest skin was faintly visible. If you looked closely, there were even a few small tooth marks.
He lowered his eyes, with a glint of amusement in them. "I didn't expect Miss Yin to have such a high demand and good stamina."
"Thank you for the compliment." Yin Yiyan rolled her eyes. She naturally knew what he was insinuating. Just as she was about to get out of bed, her waist ached badly, and she was forced to fall back onto the bed.
Seeing this, Gong Ming thoughtfully covered her with the quilt and asked her, "What do you want to do? I'll help you."
"Pour me a glass of water and bring my phone over." She wasn't polite at all. Lying in bed, she started giving orders to Gong Ming.
Hearing this, Gong Ming obediently did as she said. He poured her a glass of warm water and picked up the phone that had been thrown on the floor last night.
Yin Yiyan held the water glass in one hand and swiped the phone screen with the other. She was looking at the messages very intently.
Apart from the call from Ning Anmiao yesterday, there were also a few missed calls. It seemed they were from the bosses she had talked to last night.
Without hesitation, she called them back one by one.
"Hey, Mr. Wang! I was too tired last night, so I went to bed early! About the production line problem we talked about last night..."
"Mr. Li, I'm here! My phone was out of battery last night. I'm really sorry! When shall we meet today? When is it convenient for you to sign the agreement for that batch of design orders..."
"Yes, yes, yes, it's me! I'm Yiyan. Have you forgotten? We drank together last night..."
Call after call, the smile on her face never faded, but it seemed insincere. She was as perfunctory as an old machine, mechanical and repetitive.
Gong Ming's face grew darker and darker.
He watched her finish all the calls, and then she put the phone aside, exhausted.