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Xia Qing gave him a charmingly disdainful look and said, "Come upstairs with me."
After saying that, he ignored Qiao Yu and got out of the car on his own.
Qiao Yu gritted his teeth. "Damn it, even if this is the Spider Cave, I'm going to brave it today."
They followed Xia Qing into the house.
"wait for me a while!"
Xia Qing left those words and went into the bedroom.
Qiao Yu was confused and could only slump on the sofa and play on his phone.
After a while, I heard a creaking sound.
The bedroom door opened.
Xia Qing stood at the door, and Qiao Yu's breath hitched.
She changed into a red lace dress, the hem of which just covered her thighs.
The neckline is cut just right.
It is neither too revealing nor too suggestive.
Her hair was loosely tied up, with a few stray strands hanging down her neck.
It glowed with a soft light under the indoor lamp.
Am I beautiful?
Xia Qing approached with a smile.
Qiao Yu caught a whiff of perfume... a scent with citrus and musk, which gently wafted past Qiao Yu's nose.
.......
120 Eat Xia Qing; Iced plum juice and ice cubes
Xia Qing ignored Qiao Yu's infatuated expression.
He casually set out two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine.
They also brought out several lit scented candles.
The firelight cast flickering shadows on the glass.
"Sister Qing, what's wrong?"
Qiao Yu tried to make his voice sound relaxed.
But he couldn't help noticing the faint outline of Xia Qing's legs peeking out from under her skirt as she walked.
Xia Qing chuckled, snatched the phone from his hand and tossed it aside. "It was just a spur-of-the-moment decision. No more playing on your phone. I'm going to open the bottles."
Qiao Yu sat on the edge of the sofa.
He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees.
Should he take off his coat now?
Wouldn't that seem too direct?
Just as he hesitated, Xia Qing returned with the opened bottle of wine.
"A Bordeaux from 1995, brought back from France by a friend."
She skillfully poured the wine, the deep red liquid swirling in the glass. "I haven't found the right opportunity to open it until now, it's time to drink it."
Qiao Yu took the wine glass.
My fingertips accidentally touched Xia Qing's hand.
Both of them pretended not to notice the little accident.
"For...a beautiful night."
Xia Qing raised her glass, her eyes sparkling in the candlelight.
Even if Qiao Yu was stupid, he understood Xia Qing's meaning at this moment.
Damn, all that hard work of clinging to someone's coattails wasn't for nothing.
I've finally caught up with the rich woman.
Qiao Yu amused himself inwardly.
The alcohol slid down my throat, its rich flavor carrying a fruity aroma.
Qiao Yu noticed that Xia Qing was drinking very quickly.
He drank it almost all in one gulp.
Then he immediately poured himself another glass.
Her cheeks quickly flushed, and her eyes became unfocused.
She doesn't seem as bold as she appears.
Trying to boost your spirits with alcohol?
"Ayu, do you know," Xia Qing suddenly moved closer, so close that Qiao Yu could smell the scent of alcohol on her breath, "I really like you so much. The moment I see you, I want to... I just want to..."
Qiao Yu's throat tightened.
Xia Qing had already knelt on the sofa with one leg.
The skirt hem rose a few inches because of this movement.
"Sister Qing, you've had a bit too much to drink."
Qiao Yu's 350-degree gaze could not be taken off her bare thighs.
"I'm not drunk."
Xia Qing pouted.
Her childlike expression created a wonderful contrast with her sexy outfit at that moment.
She took another sip of wine, and then did something that made Qiao Yu's heart stop.
She gently licked away a drop of wine from her lips with the tip of her tongue.
Qiao Yu felt a surge of heat.
He loosened the collar of his shirt.
The alcohol begins to take effect, blurring the boundaries of reason.
He didn't pull away when Xia Qing's hand touched his shoulder.
"You're always so...restrained?"
Xia Qing's voice carried a languid quality, as if she had been drinking.
Her fingers unconsciously fiddled with Qiao Yu's collar. "I like seeing you lose control."
Qiao Yu's breathing became heavy.
Xia Qing was practically pressed against him.
He could feel the temperature and curves of her body.
A primal urge was clamoring within him, urging him to abandon thought and respond directly to this obvious invitation.
Xia Qing wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered in Qiao Yu's ear:
"Originally, I thought I would never cross the line with you unless you moved out of Qiao Jingjing's place, but..."
"But what?" Qiao Yu asked, puzzled.
He never intended to abandon Qiao Jingjing for Xia Qing.
Only children make choices.
He was already a hardworking adult.
"I can't wait any longer..." Xia Qing's eyes started to sting. Under the influence of alcohol, she no longer suppressed her feelings. "I'm afraid if I don't hold on to you soon, you'll be snatched away by some other vixen."
As Xia Qing spoke, she reached out and cupped Qiao Yu's face in her hands.
She stared intently, as if trying to see something extraordinary in that face.
"My man is still so handsome!"
Qiao Yu swallowed.
He is not a man who likes to be passive.
But for some reason, he just couldn't bring himself to take the initiative in front of Xia Qing.
So he lay down.
But after waiting for a while...
But Xia Qing was seen groping around with her eyes closed, unable to find the right approach.
Qiao Yu thought to himself, "It's all bark and no bite, just as expected."
A newborn calf!
So he slowly got up, preparing to guide her, but...
He just reached second base.
Xia Qing shivered. "Wait, I... I'm going to take a shower."
Qiao Yu was somewhat taken aback when he saw the panic in her beautiful eyes.
Seriously, sister? You're scared of the final push?
Xia Qing doesn't seem to be as strong as I imagined. This aloof and powerful woman is actually running away like a little girl?
However, Qiao Yu did not insist.
How many first times does one get in a lifetime? He wants to give them a first time that leaves them with memories, so he won't force them...