Lu Qingye lowered his head and stared into her smart eyes, immersed in his own world, his thoughts wandering on the verge of losing control.

Meng Chuyuan raised her head and looked at him, her hands unconsciously grasping his clothes, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly, her clear and transparent eyes shining, as if there was a kind of charm that made people fall deeply into them.

"What kind of communication?" Lu Qingye's voice was hoarse, and his prominent Adam's apple rolled.

Facing Lu Qingye’s eyes that were ignited by desire and wanted to devour her whole body, Meng Chuyuan’s face showed no expression and her eyes looked very calm. In fact, only she knew the tension and uneasiness in her heart.

She touched her chest muscles with her hands and listened to her heartbeat with her ears, which aroused an unexpected reaction from him.

Lu Qingye's hot body was almost close to hers, as if there was an invisible attraction pulling each other.

Meng Chuyuan glanced at the current situation with his eyes, then raised his eyes to look at Lu Qingye, pretending to be calm and asked: "I should ask you this, right? What do you want to do when you jump on me so suddenly?"

He leaned down, dove into Meng Chuyuan's arms, and came close to her ear, with a hint of forbearance in his voice: "I think... you should already know..."

As soon as she finished speaking, a stream of warm breath sprayed on her white neck, disordered and slightly heavy breathing lingered in her ears, and hot blood surged in her body.

“…” Meng Chuyuan was stunned for a moment, and closed his eyes helplessly, trembling faintly.

After letting Meng Chuyuan feel it for a while, he moved his lips to her ear again and said vaguely: "Is it okay?"

Meng Chuyuan said "hmm" like a demon, and took the initiative to turn his face sideways, leaving his smooth and delicate neck to him.

Immediately, moist gas sprayed into the hollow of her neck, a numbing feeling spread throughout her body, and her chest was so compressed that she almost couldn't breathe.

  She could feel Lu Qingye's strong possessiveness, but it had not been fully released in front of her.

Meng Chuyuan felt that he had a strong sense of self-control, and often liked to stop at nothing, but this time she completely lost her judgment.

This was the first time that the two of them were in such close contact. Meng Chuyuan couldn't describe her specific feelings. She only felt that her heart was beating very fast, and she was in a state of nervousness and excitement.

 …

Meng Chuyuan seemed to be full of his breath.

She used her remaining strength to gently push him away. Her messy clothes were half-covered, and her disordered breathing was difficult to adjust for a while. She spoke softly: "It's time... go to work."

Unconsciously, the natural light in the bedroom became a degree brighter.

Lu Qingye hummed softly, and rested his chin on the soft crook of her neck for a while before letting go.

He stretched out his hand to slowly adjust Meng Chuyuan's clothes, caressed her rosy cheeks with his big palm, and inserted his fingers into her hair to smooth it down.

Looking at Meng Chuyuan's blurred eyes, which seemed to have not yet calmed down, Lu Qingye gently pinched her earlobe and said hoarsely: "I'm sorry, I still scared you."

 It was also his first time and he was afraid of giving her a bad experience.

Meng Chuyuan was stunned again after hearing his words. She blinked and said inexplicably: "Why do you need to apologize for this kind of thing..."

　　It's all done by your own will.

 Why do you say sorry?

 She almost couldn't fix it.

A smile appeared in the corners of Lu Qingye's eyes. He straightened his clothes and got out of bed. Before going to the bathroom, he asked Meng Chuyuan, "Do you want me to come back early?"

"What?" Meng Chuyuan tilted his head and looked at him doubtfully, as if he didn't understand what he meant. (End of chapter)