[The Miss Doesn't Appear] (The End) Author: Four Seasons

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Author: Four Seasons
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Chapter 1

The ability to love began to quietly sprout

from the very first glance … Duan Yifei felt both hatred and helplessness! Her father's affair and departure from home left her heartbroken, and her mother, in a daze, was hit by a car while buying groceries , suffering a head injury. The perpetrator fled the scene and has not been found to this day. She underwent surgery, but her condition was not optimistic; three weeks had passed, and her mother remained unconscious. This incident made her afraid to engage in love, because everything seemed like a lie. For love, her parents could form a loving and harmonious family; for love, her father could heartlessly abandon her and her mother to start another family. Humph! How ironic love is! To pay for her mother's enormous medical expenses, she had no choice but to give up her two years of university studies and start working at a hotel . Tonight was her first day working as a hostess. Although she had come to work willingly, her heart was still struggling and protesting. Despite the manager's repeated instructions and warnings, Duan Yifei, lacking work experience and social skills, still unconsciously followed her instincts and rejected everything here from the bottom of her heart. Duan Yifei reluctantly raised her glass to the man beside her. Even knowing she had to bow to money and endure everything, she wasn't good at hiding her emotions, and a hint of something slipped out. "The manager gave me a name, Michelle, but I don't like it. I still think my real name, Duan Yifei, sounds better." Perhaps still resentful, she couldn't help but say this. Duan Yifei? Michelle? Why tell him this? It didn't matter what she was called; she was just a woman drinking with him anyway! Seeing the man ignore her, Duan Yifei's face darkened even more. Unsociable and easily swayed by gentle persuasion, she retorted coldly, "This handsome, young, and wealthy boss, I toast you." Zhong Yao, already averse to conducting business in hotels, was barely containing his pent-up impatience when the hostess's sarcastic remarks inexplicably fueled his pent-up anger. His icy eyes gradually ignited with fury as he stared at her silently. The wine glass she held froze in mid-air. Seeing his continued lack of reaction, Duan Yifei's face darkened, and she said coldly again, "What? Do you look down on me? Or is this how rich people are treated?" Blinded by anger, Duan Yifei completely forgot the manager's instructions—never offend a customer because of personal emotions. Zhong Yao remained silent, but inwardly he was seething. Why did this woman's words carry such a strong sense of provocation and hostility ? "What? Do you think this drink is awful? Or do you think I'm in your way?" His indifference made Duan Yifei feel nauseous and angry. She really didn't want to stay here and lower herself for money, and almost got up and left. Why did this woman have to be so sarcastic? Had he offended her earlier? Zhong Yao really couldn't figure it out. "Zhong Yao, don't be like that. Didn't the manager just say that this young lady is on her first day at work? Don't make things too difficult for her," his friend Meng Jinxiang advised in a low voice. Zhong Yao remained expressionless, still staring at Duan Yifei. Her eyes were so big, and her eyelashes were so long, thick, and curled. "Hey! Brother! Just relax here and have some fun!" "Yeah! Business needs to be done, but we also need to have some fun!" "Exactly, in this place, having some fun is always a must!" Seeing that the atmosphere was off, the group of people started to chime in with their advice. "Since you don't like me, then I'll leave." He couldn't understand it. Did she think she wanted to humiliate herself ? What kind of talk was that? "So sharp-tongued?" Zhong Yao thought to himself, glancing at Duan Yifei. The proud Duan Yifei didn't want to humiliate herself any further. She'd rather find other ways to raise money than risk losing her dignity by working as a hostess. She said defiantly, "Sorry, since I'm so annoying, I'll switch tables right now." She angrily downed her drink in one gulp, but choked and coughed. Pretending to be fine, she angrily put down her glass and stood up. Zhong Yao suddenly grabbed her wrist, a faint, almost imperceptible smile on his face. "Did I tell you to leave?" She had caught his attention, especially her large, curved eyes. Duan Yifei glared at him, then retorted defiantly, "Ha! Strange, you can actually talk? I thought you were mute or deaf!" Zhong Yao had never seen such a sharp-tongued woman; her "fierceness" intrigued him. "Are you always so sharp-tongued? Aren't you afraid of offending the customers?" A knowing . Offend the customers? So what if she doesn't make money here? Duan Yifei shook off Zhong Yao's hand, scoffing, "Why should I be afraid?" Young and spirited, she met his gaze fearlessly. Faced with her frankness and directness, Zhong Yao found it even more intriguing. "If I told you that the reason I didn't respond earlier was because I hate this environment, would you accept that reason ?" Zhong Yao's sudden softening of his tone surprised Duan Yifei. Based on his extensive experience in dealing with people and navigating the business world, he could sense that this young woman's spirit was both fierce and stubborn; she must have come unwillingly but had no choice, which was why she was so out of control and frantic. Suddenly, a strange feeling welled up in his heart. He looked at her and suddenly said, "You're not suitable." "What?" The abrupt question left her confused. "Let's go!" Zhong Yao suddenly stood up, grabbing her wrist and pulling her outside. "Where to?" "To take you out!" "Why should I listen to you?" She's being asked to perform on her first day at work? Duan Yifei was terrified. "Because you're my woman tonight!" Zhong Yao deliberately spoke ambiguously. He saw a hint of fear in her eyes, yet she stubbornly pretended to be fearless, so he intentionally teased her. Duan Yifei, with a defiant expression, proudly raised her delicate chin and said defiantly, "I 'll perform, but only if you buy all my hours this month, and I'll go with you immediately." She suppressed her trembling fear...

"What's the problem?" Zhong Yao chuckled. Duan Yifei was stunned. She

had only said it casually in a fit of anger, wanting to make things difficult for him and make him back down,
but who knew...

Her friend Meng Jinxiang looked at Zhong Yao with some surprise and asked hesitantly, "Zhong Yao, what's wrong with you...?"
He was never one to be easily provoked, so why was he being so reckless for a hostess tonight?

Zhong Yao gave a confident smile and looked at Meng Jinxiang. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

"Let's go! I'll tell the manager now." Zhong Yao smiled at the stunned Duan Yifei.

Duan Yifei suppressed her surprise, stubbornly raised her chin, and looked at him disdainfully, saying, "Hmph! You think
you're so great just because you have money?" "I'm not great, but... you're the one who made this request, aren't you?" Zhong Yao looked at her

with great interest .
"I'm just going along with your request, is that wrong?"

"You..."

"What? Want to back out? Or are you afraid to come with me?"

"Who's afraid of you?"

"Since you're not afraid, then come with me!" Zhong Yao maintained a relaxed and nonchalant smile.

Duan Yifei stubbornly scoffed, "Hmph! Fine, let's go!"

Zhong Yao stopped talking, glanced at her with a smile, and left first.

"Where to?" As soon as she got in the car, Duan Yifei asked irritably.

"What do you think?"

Duan Yifei glanced at Zhong Yao, pouted childishly, and sneered, "That's funny! I'm not
a mind reader, how would I know where you're going?"

"A man and a woman driving out in the middle of the night, where do you think... they could go?" Seeing her always looking so
cute , Zhong Yao couldn't help but tease her.

No matter how inexperienced she was, she understood his meaning and hints. Although she was flustered and scared, she didn't want to show it
. She just nervously thought to herself that although she would eventually fall into the hands of the customer, she absolutely couldn't let him know that
she was completely inexperienced.

No! She had to think of a way to escape quickly.

"Don't even think about it. Once you come in with me, it's not going to be easy for you to get out." Zhong Yao deliberately said this
to make Duan Yifei tremble with fear.

Damn it! Did she have words written on her face? Otherwise, how would this man know what she was thinking?

Oh well, so what if he knows? Anyway, she was determined to escape.

"What? Want to get out of the car?" As if he could read her mind, Zhong Yao hit the nail on the head again.

"Yes, I want to get out of the car." Since he had seen through her again, she simply admitted it.

"Okay! Get out of the car if you want!" Zhong Yao said leisurely and continued to drive quickly.

Feeling the car was speeding along, Duan Yifei gripped her seatbelt tightly and yelled, "Hey! If you don't stop,
how am I supposed to get out?"

Zhong Yao shrugged, feigning innocence, and said, "You're the one who said you wanted to get out, I didn't say I wanted to stop."

"You..." Duan Yifei was so angry she almost lunged at him to strangle him.

"What did I do?" Zhong Yao feigned ignorance.

"Do you want me to jump out of the car?" she gritted her teeth and glared at him angrily.

"Maybe you could try a different approach, like rolling."

"Do you think I'm filming a movie?" she yelled.

"Why not? Maybe after this performance, you'll be cast in the fourth installment of 'Mission: Impossible'."

"You..." This time, she was truly speechless with anger.

"What? Ready to decide which way you're going to 'get out'?" he teased her again.

"Hmph! Fine, I won't get out!" Duan Yifei said resentfully, angrily turning to look out
the window, ignoring him.

Zhong Yao really wanted to laugh out loud, because he hadn't been this happy in a long time. In just a short
time, she had made him laugh several times.

Hehe! This little woman is really funny!

The car then drove smoothly, the interior completely silent, so quiet you
could hear . Perhaps it was the effect of the strong liquor earlier, which relaxed Duan Yifei after a tense night,
and before she knew it, she began to drift off to sleep. Zhong Yao, who had been silently watching her in the rearview mirror, couldn't help but smile

when he saw her innocent, childlike sleeping face. His smile was a mix of indulgence and contentment. Looking at her sleeping face, a sudden, inexplicable feeling of happiness welled up inside him. Happiness?! Why did that word even cross his mind? Zhong Yao chuckled and shook his head, inwardly mocking the ridiculous thought. Did he have a voyeuristic tendency? He had actually been greedily watching her sweet sleeping face. But his eyes kept drifting uncontrollably to her face. Zhong Yao drove straight into the motel, parked the car, got out, pressed the red button on the wall, and returned to the driver's seat after the electric door closed. Seeing that Duan Yifei was still sleeping soundly, Zhong Yao didn't wake her, but simply sat quietly beside her, watching her silently. A beautiful yet slightly childlike face, that sleeping face... truly captivating. However, the makeup on her face really didn't suit her; it was too mature and didn't match her ethereal气质. If it were a natural, unadorned face, it would definitely be a different kind of charm. For some reason, he felt a little impatient, wanting to see how attractive her original appearance would be. "Hey! My dear sleeping beauty, wake up!" Duan Yifei seemed to hear someone speaking, and her eyelids twitched involuntarily. Zhong Yao gently pinched the bridge of her nose, the action incredibly affectionate. "My Sleeping Beauty, if you want to sleep, go to bed, it'll be more comfortable!" he called to her gently again . Duan Yifei, awakened by the noise, groggily opened her eyes and looked at Zhong Yao, then closed them again sleepily. Seeing this, Zhong Yao shook his head and smiled, then simply got out of the car and walked over to her. "Ah!" Duan Yifei, thinking she was sleeping at home, screamed in fright when Zhong Yao carried her out of the car. "I think my Sleeping Beauty might not be fully awake yet!" Zhong Yao's eyes were full of laughter. Being held like this by a strange man for the first time, especially with her entire chest almost pressed against his chest, made her heart flutter and her face flush. "Put me down, I can walk by myself." This position was too ambiguous; her heart couldn't take it. Zhong Yao ignored her, only giving her a mysterious smile, and easily carried her upstairs. "Weren't you eating? Otherwise, why are you so light and airy when I pick you up? I can't feel anything at all." "Of course I'm eating. Otherwise, do you think I'm some heroine from a romance novel, someone who doesn't eat people? "

"A firework display, and you think you can fill your stomach just by breathing through your nostrils?"

"Hahaha...you're so cute." Zhong Yao was amused by Duan Yifei again.

Duan Yifei was embarrassed and flustered by his words, her mind a mess, unsure how to respond.

"Excuse me, the key is with you, please open the door."

The key was in her hand? When did he put it in there? How come she didn't feel it at all?

"Open the door! My hands are busy!"

This reminded her that his "busy" hands were holding her. Duan Yifei immediately blushed.

"Open the door! If you don't open the door, how can I carry you into the bridal chamber?" Zhong Yao teased her deliberately, time and time again.

Instantly, Duan Yifei's cheeks burned with embarrassment, like ripe tomatoes.

If...if he really took her tonight, wouldn't it be just as he said, carrying her into the bridal chamber?

No! No! She couldn't afford to lose her virginity on her first day at work. Although she knew she'd eventually run into some wolves
and tigers , she'd rather wait it out...

Suddenly, she jumped off him.

"I didn't expect you to be so agile!" Seeing her panicked look, he laughed again.

Duan Yifei glanced at Zhong Yao and said irritably, "Of course! In a life-or-death situation, you have to be agile, otherwise how will you escape
later ?"

"Hahaha... You're not only cute, but also very honest." Zhong Yao took the key from her hand and opened
the door.

Duan Yifei ignored his teasing and nervously followed him into the room.

She pretended to be calm, but it was her first time in a place like this, so her eyes kept darting left and right,
trying to find the "escape door" to make sure she could leave safely.

"Sit down! Nobody's making you stand there as punishment."

Duan Yifei's wary eyes were fixed on Zhong Yao, her lips pursed in silence.

"Don't worry! I won't do anything to you."

"Really?" Her eyes said two words—disbelief!

Zhong Yao loosened his tie and let out a relaxed breath. "I just didn't want to stay in that kind of place, so I made an excuse
to bring you out."

She had only slightly relaxed her guard when Duan Yifei saw Zhong Yao take off his shirt, and she glared at him warily again.

Sigh, this little woman really doesn't know how to hide herself! She always wears her emotions on
her sleeve. Look at her, what kind of expression and eyes are those? It's like she sees him as a "ready-made" rapist.

"Don't be afraid, I won't do 'that' with you." Zhong Yao casually tossed his shirt aside. "Unless... you ask,
then I'll have to respectfully comply!"

Teasing seemed addictive, making him scare her again and again.

"Stop being so mean!" She blushed again.

"I'm serious, I absolutely won't do 'that' with you." He stripped down to his underwear. "If I
really wanted to, I wouldn't have let you stand there staring at me and wasting so much time talking to you."

Duan Yifei nervously swallowed, still feeling unsafe.

She stammered, "If that's the case, then why did you bring me... bring me to a place like this?"

Ha! This little girl is so naive! She's even too shy to say the words "motel"!

"What? Are you disappointed?" Zhong Yao asked deliberately.

"Disappointed my foot!" Duan Yifei cried out in embarrassment.

Zhong Yao gave her a deep look, then suddenly became serious. "You're really not suited to be in a place like that,
so I need you to come out."

Huh? Did she hear that right? Just because he thought she wasn't suited to be in a place like that, he spent a fortune to bring
her out?

Was this place even suitable for her?

"Watch TV with me tonight!"

"Watch TV?!" She glanced at him suspiciously.

Seeing her strange expression, he knew she must be thinking of porn.

"Don't get the wrong idea. I don't want you to watch R-rated movies with me, I want you to watch baseball with me."

"Watch baseball?!" Duan Yifei exclaimed in astonishment. "You spent so much money to bring me out, just so I
can watch baseball with you?"

"Why not?"

"Then...then...then why...why did you take it all off...all you're wearing...one...
uh..." Duan Yifei stammered nervously, unable to finish her sentence.

"Underwear is underwear. Is it necessary for you to keep stammering for so long and not dare to say anything?" Zhong Yao smiled broadly, deliberately
teasing her . He found her exaggerated expression and reaction increasingly amusing.

He went into the bathroom, glanced at her before closing the door, and explained casually, "I just hate the smell of cigarettes and alcohol on me."

Duan Yifei was both astonished and shocked, as if in a dream. On her first day of work, she had already encountered such a customer. Perhaps, he
wasn't like the average man, a man who only used money to buy women.

For some reason, her feelings for him were somewhat different… Her hostility towards him was no longer so strong; instead, a touch of girlish infatuation had
crept in .

Sitting on the sofa, she felt confused. She closed her eyes and pondered, and due to sleep deprivation from days of worry
, she actually fell asleep again… In

Chapter Two

, Zhong Yao, wearing only a white towel around his waist, walked out of the bathroom and immediately saw Duan Yifei fast asleep.

In just forty minutes of this “appearance,” she had already “fallen asleep” twice; she
was truly exhausted.

Zhong Yao didn’t wake her. Instead, he knelt before her, carefully examining her.

A delicate face, a small nose, rosy lips, and a pair of long, curled eyelashes that attracted him—
he was deeply captivated by those eyes—even though they were tightly closed at the moment.

Duan Yifei slept restlessly, her brows furrowed, as if she had something on her mind. Judging from her appearance, it certainly seemed like
she had been forced to come to work.

Thinking this, Zhong Yao felt even more sorry for her.

Suddenly, her lips moved, as if she were murmuring something, and her brows furrowed even more.

Zhongyao couldn't bear it, and naturally reached out to stroke her brow, wanting to soothe the unseen turmoil, and even more so, to send
the tenderness in his heart to her through this gentle touch.

This touch seemed to soothe all her worries, instantly relaxing her brow.

Duan Yifei slept soundly, her two tender red lips slightly parted. Looking at her, Zhongyao couldn't help but lower his head,
gently rubbing his lips against her soft, full lips.

Her slightly parted mouth allowed him to easily slip his tongue inside, quietly conveying his feelings for her with his tongue
.

Her lips were so soft, especially the fragrance of her breath, which he loved terribly!

He couldn't help but hold her lips in his mouth, passionately lingering and sucking…

Half-asleep, Duan Yifei felt something in her mouth, especially on her face, and felt a
warm breath.

She half-opened her eyes, still groggy and unable to fully regain her senses.

The heat in front of her intensified, and the pressure on her lips grew stronger. Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide and
saw a large, enlarged male face pressing against her, demanding a kiss.

Now she was fully awake!

Regaining consciousness, Duan Yifei gasped in alarm, her mouth blocked, and pushed against Zhong Yao's chest. He
pulled back, ceasing his attempt to steal a kiss.

"How could you steal a kiss from me while I was sleeping?" Duan Yifei cried out, her face flushed, ashamed that her
first kiss had been taken so inexplicably, especially by a handsome, unfamiliar man.

She angrily shouted again, "You said you wouldn't do 'that' tonight!"

Zhong Yao smiled again, this time feeling a sweet warmth in his heart.

He hadn't expected her to be so adorable, directly questioning him about why he had stolen a kiss from her.

But he didn't sense any reproach at all; instead, he smelled a shy,
coquettish scent in the air.

"I did say that, but I didn't say I wouldn't touch you or kiss you!"

"You big liar!" Duan Yifei pouted, both embarrassed and angry.

"It's my fault, I apologize, but I still have to be honest. I was indeed irresistibly
attracted because it looks so soft and delicate, and that's exactly how it felt when I kissed it."

"Hey! Why are you saying that?" Duan Yifei was so embarrassed that her mouth was dry and her cheeks were burning. Two red clouds were
deeply imprinted on her cheeks, refusing to fade for a long time.

"What else do you want me to say?" Zhong Yao pretended to be clueless, looking at her with a pair of affectionate, smiling eyes. "Do you
want me to honestly tell you that I want to kiss you again?"

"Oh! Who asked you to say that!"

Zhongyao continued to play dumb. "Oh? It's not about that. Do you want me to say..."

"Ah... okay! Okay! Don't say anything more!" The blush on her cheeks seemed to float away
, spreading wider and wider.

Looking at that red face, Zhongyao laughed again. Hearing his laughter, Duan Yifei was so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl
under the table .

"You seem to blush very easily?" Staring at her face, which was as red as an apple, Zhongyao smiled gently.

Huh? He even noticed that?

"You seem to be good at being coquettish too?" Seeing her shyly lower her head and not speak, Zhongyao asked again.

"What do you mean? It's because..." Duan Yifei suddenly fell silent.

"Because of what?" Zhongyao stared at her intently, his smile and tone becoming more and more gentle.

"Because... because..." She hesitated for a long time, too shy to say it, unable to admit that she seemed to
like him a little.

"Hmm? Tell me! Why?" He really loved seeing her like this.

"Oh my! So many questions, let's see how you play baseball!" Duan Yifei cried out shyly.

Zhong Yao smiled and deliberately pressed her, "No, you have to tell me." He felt that her attitude was no longer like
a hedgehog, but rather quite coquettish.

"Are you a bandit? Who forces someone like this!"

"Whatever! I'm a male bandit, and you're a female bandit. You asked for an exorbitant amount for just one night's appearance,
so we're evenly matched!"

"Hey! You agreed to it yourself! I didn't force you." Duan Yifei pouted and muttered indignantly,
"If you regret it, then go back and tell the manager now!"

Zhong Yao still looked at her with a captivating smile, but there was a hint of tenderness and doting in that smile.

"Yes! You didn't force me, it was my own free will. Also,
I never take back any money I've paid, especially since this was a deal we agreed on."

"Hey! When did I ever make any deal with you?" Duan Yifei shouted nervously, "You're lying!
Didn't you say you wouldn't... wouldn't... do that kind of thing?" Having never had any experience in that area, she
stammered shyly.

Zhong Yao suddenly leaned closer to her, looking at her with great interest, and asked with a smile, "Did I tell you what
kind of ?"

"Uh...no."

Zhong Yao gently pinched the tip of her nose, chuckling softly, "You! This little girl who always thinks dirty thoughts and has a head full of erotic
ideas , didn't you say you'd watch baseball with me?"

Duan Yifei immediately blushed and pouted, "I didn't think dirty thoughts at all! You're the one who made things so ambiguous,
and you're blaming me!"

Silently watching her, her charm, her smile, even the way she blushed, acted coquettishly, and spoke softly,
all of it unconsciously attracted him.

Suddenly, Zhong Yao was stunned. He had only met her for the first time, how could he already have feelings for her? Could this be what they call
love at first sight?

Oh well, put aside these questions that he couldn't answer right now, or that he would never answer. Anyway, he liked
her, wanted to protect her, and didn't want to let her go easily. He might as well just do what he felt in his heart, and
think about the rest later!

For now, he only cared about one thing.

"I heard you just started working today?"

Understandingly, he deliberately omitted the word "hotel," afraid of upsetting the innocent girl.

Duan Yifei was taken aback, not expecting Zhong Yao to ask such a question.

"Yes! That's right." After a pause, she answered realistically.

"Why?" Zhong Yao asked again, his tone devoid of blame or contempt, only filled with heartfelt reluctance—reluctance to let her
work in such a place.

"Money." Duan Yifei gave a bitter smile tinged with resentment and self-mockery. "

Going to such a place, of course, is for the easy money there, especially money from you men, isn't
it?" She didn't want to explain her family situation to a stranger.

Zhong Yao saw the desolate smile on Duan Yifei's lips, and his heart ached so much he wanted to pull her into his arms.

"I understand."

"You understand?" Duan Yifei looked up at him in surprise.

"Everyone has an imperfect story, which is why we have the phrase 'forced into it,' isn't it?"

His words were sincere, his gaze deep, but what he saw in her eyes was a look of helplessness and a faint sorrow,
which pained him deeply. He longed to hold her tightly, but he held back again.

He forced a lighthearted smile and said, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about something else!"

"Okay! What do you want to talk about?" Duan Yifei perked up, feigning cheerfulness, not wanting to let those
unchangeable facts bother her anymore.

Gently stroking her long hair, his movements tender and affectionate, he looked at her with a soft smile, "Have you had dinner?"

Tonight was her first day at work; she was probably so nervous that she forgot or hadn't eaten at all.

In fact, Duan Yifei hadn't eaten anything for three whole days, except for a little milk. Ever since deciding to
work at the hotel, she had been anxious and restless, constantly lost in thought.

Thinking of all this, her eyes couldn't help but well up with tears.

Seeing her pitiful appearance and her reddened eyes, Zhong Yao felt
a sudden , making him feel incredibly heavy. This feeling couldn't be described by words like heartache or reluctance.

"Sigh, you women are just afraid of gaining weight, deliberately not eating all day long, your mind is always on dieting, and I see you
're no exception."

Zhong Yao deliberately changed the subject, afraid that he might accidentally make Duan Yifei shed tears, which would be unbearable for him
.

He patted his stomach, trying to sound lighthearted. "I haven't eaten yet either, so why don't I have you, you
skinny big-eyed girl, keep me company for a meal?"

"Actually... you don't have to do this." Sensitive Duan Yifei sensed Zhong Yao's deliberate intention, and her expression
and tone suddenly became lifeless.

"Of course I have to do this, so that you, my big-eyed girl, won't cry later, and no one will keep me company while I eat, and
my stomach will be growling with hunger. What am I going to do then?" Zhong Yao's expression and tone were exaggerated, just to
make Duan Yifei laugh . "

Nonsense! Who told you I cry easily?" Duan Yifei stubbornly sniffed, blinked, then pouted and wrinkled her nose, giving Zhong Yao a sidelong glance in protest. Zhong Yao feigned innocence, "No one told me, I just guessed because I was worried there wouldn't be enough tissues to wipe away your tears!" "You're exaggerating too much, aren't you?" Unconsciously and naturally, she began to act coquettishly towards him. "Really? Is it an exaggeration?" "Super exaggerated!" She pouted. "Then let me take a closer look." A hint of cunning lurked in his smile. Duan Yifei's eyes widened, and like a child, she glared angrily at Zhong Yao. "Well, it's not that exaggerated, but..." "But what?" "I'm afraid that when you close your eyes, they'll look sunken like a dried-up well." "That's not true!" she retorted angrily. "Fine! Then close your eyes and prove you don't!" "Fine, I'll close them!" She actually closed her eyes, playfully reminding him, "You have to look carefully!" Seeing only her luscious lips, Zhong Yao didn't listen to her at all. Suddenly, he lowered his head to capture her lips again, but this time Duan Yifei was very alert. As soon as she felt another wave of heat approaching her, she suddenly opened her eyes wide. "What are you doing?" Duan Yifei gasped in surprise as she quickly backed away. "What did I mean by that?" Having been caught red-handed while attempting to "commit a crime," Zhong Yao could only feign ignorance. "If you didn't mean anything by that, why are you so close to me?" Duan Yifei's heart pounded, and her face flushed again . "Didn't we agree that you wanted me to see if your eyes looked like a dried-up well when they were closed?" Zhong Yao feigned innocence, trying to justify himself. Ah? Is that so? It turns out she was just imagining things and had misunderstood. Zhong Yao deliberately asked, feigning ignorance, "Otherwise, what did you think I wanted to do?" Of course, she thought he thought Duan Yifei wanted to steal a kiss again! Duan Yifei thought shyly. "Oh—you little rascal, you must have been thinking about that, right?" Since his attempt to ambush her had failed, Zhong Yao simply stated it bluntly , "You thought I wanted to steal a kiss from you again, right?" Yes! That's right, he did indeed want to steal a kiss from her. "I…I didn't say that!" Duan Yifei said coquettishly, her face turning hot and red again. "Since there isn't one, then close your eyes!" He really wanted to just kiss her forcefully, too lazy to ask for her consent, and even more too lazy to waste any more words with her, but for some reason, he just couldn't do it, afraid that it would scare her, so he could only suppress his temper and "play mind games" with her. "No!" Duan Yifei pouted and shouted reservedly, but inexplicably, she had a little expectation in her heart, hoping that he would steal a kiss from . "So you admit it?" Zhong Yao deliberately provoked her. "Who said I admitted it?" Duan Yifei pouted and looked at him angrily. After a while, seeing his persistent look and raised eyebrows, silently watching her with a smile, with an annoying expression that made her believe that she would obediently listen, she had no choice but to lower her head and compromise. "Okay! I'll close them! This time you can't play any more tricks!" she said softly, "Then look carefully!" She mischievously closed only one eye, keeping the other open, and looked at him with a smile. "Are you... sure you want this?" He knew she was doing it on purpose. Duan Yifei wrinkled her nose, winked at him playfully, and said with a bright smile, "Of course I'm sure!" Zhong Yao sighed, "Alright! You said it, so don't blame me for the consequences!" He had only decided to do this for now, because his patience had run out, and he had no desire to play along with her anymore. His forced restraint had been thwarted by her charming appearance, and he had to admit that he did have a strange fondness for this little woman, a fondness that compelled him to taste her soft lips again. This was what he had decided to do. Unable to resist, he brazenly became a womanizer, directly kissing her lips. Without warning or letting her be on guard, he swiftly and suddenly captured her lips, holding them . With passionate, lingering kisses, he was intoxicated again, and she, too, was instantly captivated, dizzy, and limp . The eye that had been open slowly closed on its own, awkwardly and shyly responding to his kiss… The next day, Zhong Yao was in a daze, completely distracted, his mind filled with Duan Yifei's charming and lovely face and her slender figure, even his ears filled with her sweet and coquettish words. Especially now, it seemed as if the sweet and fragrant taste of her mouth still lingered on his lips and in his mouth, even though…

The kiss, though it had been overnight, still carried her unique fragrance.

Meng Jinxiang, also a shareholder of the company, endured until the meeting ended before barging into Zhong Yao's office, wanting to
find out what .

Meng Jinxiang stared at Zhong Yao, who was still lost in thought, grinning foolishly. He had been in the office for ten minutes,
but Zhong Yao was unaware, continuing to daydream, seemingly quite absorbed.

Meng Jinxiang couldn't help but laugh and ask, "I saw you grinning foolishly and spacing out during the meeting, what were

you thinking about?" "What am I thinking about? You're overthinking it." Zhong Yao quickly sat up straight, embarrassed, and grabbed a folder from his
desk , flipping through reports haphazardly.

"Overthinking?" Meng Jinxiang gave a strange and ambiguous smile. "But in
all the years I've known you, this is the first time I've seen you 'mutate' like this! Why?"

"Do you think I'm an alien?!" Zhong Yao exclaimed dramatically to cover his guilt.

Ignoring his embarrassment and denial, Meng Jinxiang deliberately asked, "Is it because of 'her' last night?"

"Ugh! Hurry up! Can't you see I'm busy?" Neither admitting nor denying, Zhong Yao used this as an excuse to get Meng Jinxiang
to leave.

Meng Jinxiang pretended to be nervous and exclaimed, "Ah! This is bad, it seems... there must have been a problem last night!"

"What problem?" Meng Jinxiang shook his head and said seriously, "The problem is... you're already
a thirty-year-old man, and you're still having spring fevers?"

A green folder flew towards Meng Jinxiang.

"Hmph! Tsk tsk tsk, getting angry now?" Meng Jinxiang nimbly dodged, quickly opened the door, and before leaving, he didn't forget
to tease Zhong Yao again, "Just pretend I didn't say anything, anyway, I don't mind your sudden change, because it's really
rare to see you 'in heat'..."

"You're asking for it!" Zhong Yao cursed under his breath, and threw a red folder at Meng Jinxiang.

Restless all day, Zhong Yao did nothing but think about Duan Yifei.

Unable to explain why, he simply missed her terribly, so much so that he, for the
first time ever, "went on strike" in his office for a whole day.

The usually calm and reserved man, who would never lose his composure over a woman, had suddenly changed completely. He was worried about
her; he couldn't pinpoint exactly what he was worried about, but he was just worried.

Today was her second day at work. What kind of customers would she encounter? Would they bully her? Would they abuse her? Would they
force themselves on her?

Or would she, like last night, encounter a customer like him, tightly embracing and kissing her?

The thought of her possibly encountering such things made him feel uneasy. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer and,
without thinking went directly to her office to confront her!

Chapter Three:

Long Teng, who spent all his time loitering in hotels, flirting with prostitutes, and taking advantage of them,
noticed Duan Yifei the night before her first day at work.

Based on his experience, he judged that this young girl was definitely a virgin, and he loved young, inexperienced
women like her.

Last night she was lucky; another customer snatched her away first. Tonight… he was determined to have her!

Even if this woman had already been “used” by someone else, he didn’t care. It was only one night; she should
still be considered “fresh”!

So, Long Teng took the opportunity to drug her drink, deciding to take Duan Yifei out later to enjoy her to his heart’s content
…

“Come on, come on, you just started working here tonight, right? Let me toast you first.” Long Teng smiled lewdly, raising his glass and
staring lustfully at Duan Yifei.

She was alone in the private room, isolated and helpless. Duan Yifei could only pick up her glass, slightly frowning, and take
a small sip.

“Why did you only take such a drop?” Long Teng revealed a malicious smile, forcing Duan Yifei to drink. “
Since you work in a place like this, you should be more generous. Take another sip!”

“But I…”

“What? Not giving me face?” Long Teng feigned displeasure.

"But I really can't drink!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Long Teng started acting like a scoundrel. "You're blatantly refusing, clearly looking down on me!"

"I didn't..."

"Since you didn't, then drink up! Drink up! What are you standing there for?"

Duan Yifei, who had never dealt with this kind of situation before, had no choice but to force herself to take another sip. At this moment, Long Teng
forcefully pressed the glass down on her lips and forced the whole glass of wine down her throat.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..." Duan Yifei choked and coughed, tears streaming down her face.

"Hahahaha... very good, very good, that's more like it!" Long Teng was amused, his laughter becoming more and more lewd.

Duan Yifei's throat hurt, her chest felt tight, and her stomach felt hot, even more painful than when she choked on her first drink last night.

Before long, she began to feel dizzy, her face flushed and her body burning. Her head felt heavy and
sluggish , and even her body suddenly became weak, her vision beginning to blur.

"Ugh..." she groaned in distress.

Seeing her alluring appearance and seductive moans, Long Teng drooled, thinking to himself: "Hehe! It seems the drug
has taken effect..."

Long Teng chuckled wickedly, eager to devour Duan Yifei right there in the private room!

Duan Yifei, feeling utterly miserable, struggled to sit up, groaning weakly, "I'm sorry... I'm not
feeling well ..."

"Not feeling well? Where are you feeling unwell?" Long Teng gripped her slender waist tightly, leering as he asked, "Is it
here ? Or here?" He brazenly groped her body.

"Let me go..." Duan Yifei was completely drained, her legs almost giving way.

"Let you go? You haven't even told me where you're feeling unwell!" Long Teng's demonic hands reached out again, wantonly
caressing Duan Yifei's body.

Even with her lack of experience, Duan Yifei knew this man had ill intentions, and that her sudden state
was likely related to that glass of wine. She had to leave quickly, or something bad would definitely happen…

“Where do you think you’re going?” Long Teng used brute force to grip her waist tightly.

Driven by a will to survive, Duan Yifei struggled and opened the door to the private room.

She had to get out! But right now, she really didn’t have the strength to walk out…

Her throat was dry and sore, the strong liquor burning her so much she couldn’t speak. She cried out silently—
who would save her?

At that moment, Zhong Yao arrived. He happened to see a man and woman struggling outside the private room and instinctively walked
over —

it was her?!

As soon as Duan Yifei saw Zhong Yao, she immediately stared at him with pleading eyes, looking pitiful and on the verge of tears.
"That's it."

The quick-witted Zhong Yao immediately understood, shoving Long Teng aside and catching the nearly collapsing Duan Yifei.

"What are you doing? This woman is mine!" Long Teng roared angrily, trying to snatch her back.

Zhong Yao swiftly shifted to the side, shielding the limp Duan Yifei, standing in front of her like a majestic
guardian , his face cold and stern as he stood before Long Teng. "Sorry, this woman is mine, because I
booked her for a month's worth of hours last night."

Then, ignoring Long Teng's reaction, Zhong Yao immediately took Duan Yifei away.

Zhong Yao took Duan Yifei directly back to his residence.

"Oh... I'm so sad..." Duan Yifei groaned in pain.

Zhong Yao instinctively felt she was drunk, so he placed the completely intoxicated woman on the bed, wanting her to rest.
Unexpectedly, her slender arms suddenly tightened around his neck, causing him to lose his balance and fall onto the bed as well.

He gently pried her hands away and said softly, "Be good, let go of your hands and let me get up."

But she clung to his neck like an octopus, refusing to let go.

"You're drunk, lie down and rest." Zhong Yao didn't dare pull her hands too hard. "I'll go find some hangover
medicine and be right back."

"Don't go..."

"I'm not leaving, I'm just going to find some hangover medicine." He gently stroked her cheek, saying tenderly, "Don't
worry , this is my home, you're safe."

"No! I don't want you to leave, I want you to stay with me." She was burning up, pleading softly.

"Be good, listen to me, lie down and rest, I'll be right back." He continued to soothe her gently.

"No! I want you!" She seemed not to understand, still groaning with her eyes half-closed, "Oh...so hot
...I'm so hot..."

"Don't be like that, be good!" he coaxed her.

The drug was taking effect, and Duan Yifei began to unconsciously make some provocative movements. "Mmm...come on
...touch me..." Suddenly, she forcefully grabbed one of his hands and placed it on her chest.

"Let go!" Zhong Yao pulled his hand back forcefully and shouted, "You're really drunk!"

Duan Yifei struggled to sit up, her cheeks flushed and her eyes unfocused, but she softly cried out, "I'm not
drunk ...I just want you to touch me...quickly...touch me...touch me..."

Her strength was frighteningly great when she was drunk, and her small hands kept pressing him against her high, firm chest.

Zhong Yao felt that something was wrong with her; this didn't seem like the behavior of someone who was simply drunk.

"Mmm...come on!" She grabbed his hand, wanting him to caress her body, while she desperately
rubbed against him, "I'm so sad...I really can't hold back anymore..."

Zhong Yao's expression suddenly changed, "Damn it! She's probably been drugged!"

"Zhong Yao...Zhong Yao..." Duan Yifei called out instinctively, though she was not fully conscious.

Though her calls were faint, he heard them clearly.

Seeing her being bullied, yet calling out his name, Yu, the shock and shock were more
intense than any earthquake, shaking his heart so much it felt like it was about to crack, causing him immense pain.

She clung to him, "My body is so hot... please... touch me quickly..." She
struggled desperately, wanting only to satisfy her inexplicable desire.

Thinking of how she looked when he saw her again... made him feel even more guilty.

"Sweetheart, my little Yifei, I know you're upset right now, but just bear with it a little longer. I'll
call faster. Just a few more minutes... Be good, listen to me, let go of my hand."
His voice, tender with concern for her being bullied, became even gentler in his comforting tone.

But she still gripped his hand tightly, pressing his palm against her chest, moaning in pain,
"Touch me, touch me now..."

He continued to caress her firm, full breasts, listening to her seductive pleas,
almost .

"Yifei, I really don't want to violate you now, be good, let go of my hand." His voice became
hoarse , and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

He kept telling himself he absolutely couldn't touch her now, because she wasn't quite conscious and had no
idea what she was doing.

Suddenly, she grabbed his hand and put it in her mouth, sucking and licking his fingers. This unintentional temptation was making him
almost lose control.

"Damn it! How much patience do you think I have? Don't play with fire!" A surge of desire began to spread through Zhongyao's body
, this sudden lust causing his groin to burn rapidly. "I'm a normal man, I can't withstand
this constant teasing!"

Duan Yifei still didn't understand, only raising a charming smile as she looked at him, her small hands slipping inside his clothes,
caressing his hard chest.

"Damn it!" Zhong Yao's last shred of self-control vanished, his strong male body suddenly pressing down on her
hot, delicate body, kissing her lips, passionately plundering the nectar from her mouth.

"Mmm..." The rough and fierce kiss made her moan with satisfaction.

His hot lips moved to her snowy neck, his hands lifting her clothes, quickly covering her breasts, wantonly
kneading and pinching them.

"I'll do as you please, but don't blame me when you sober up." Zhong Yao's voice became hoarse and deep, automatically
taking off his own clothes, then deftly helping her undress.

His hands ripped off the last barrier on her body, and instantly, two round, snowy breasts jumped out of her bra,
swaying and bouncing in his eyes.

His gaze burned like fire as he stared at her pink nipples, one hand grasping her smooth, soft breast, two fingers pinching and twisting
the taut buds, causing them to gradually harden and become sensitively engorged and red under his teasing.

"Mmm...oh..." A wave of tingling sensation washed over her, and she couldn't help but arch her back and moan softly.

He lowered his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth, his tongue teasing her senses, causing her to tremble and twist, moaning
.

"Ah...so good...oh oh...oh ah..."

The constant stream of wanton cries deeply stimulated him, especially her violently writhing, hot body and alluring,
swaying breasts, which made him wantonly and wantonly suck and lick, biting hard at the trembling red buds.

"Ah..." The intense pleasure made her scream uncontrollably, her rapid breathing as if she were about to suffocate, desperately
twisting her alluring hips.

His voice was hoarse as he asked, "Does this feel good?" His hand, unable to resist, slid down, exploring between her wet
legs , immediately eliciting another series of seductive moans.

"Ah...so good...oh...so good...I want more...ah...ah..."

His long fingers probed into the secluded depths of her petals, expertly teasing the tiny bud hidden between her tender labia, rubbing and scraping against
her soft, delicate flesh, his manner suggestive…

Suddenly, he thrust his finger forcefully into her tight, soft flower.

“Ah—” Her body trembled and stiffened, her breath coming in rapid gasps. The pain and itching sensation in her vagina made her
break out in a thin layer of cold sweat, her brows furrowed as she cried out softly.

Zhong Yao was stunned, his expression frozen, for he could actually feel a barrier within her passage… My God!
She was still a virgin?! Damn it! He had almost…

Because of this discovery, he dared not forcibly take that membrane that represented chastity. He loved her, so he could not
take her under these circumstances, even if it meant being consumed by lust…

To protect her and to quell the unbearable heat within her, he had no choice but to satisfy her
desire in other ways. He gazed at her tenderly, his movements gentle and skillful as he swirled and caressed her clitoris, bringing her the first
taste of sensual pleasure.

"Oh..." Her body trembled slightly.

"Does it feel good?" His voice was hoarse, his eyes filled with the pain of suppressed desire.

"Ugh...oh...so...so good..." she whimpered, lost in ecstasy.

He dared not penetrate too deeply, only teasing the entrance, the intense stimulation causing her to secrete clear fluid.

He lowered his head, taking a bud into his mouth, his large hands squeezing and kneading her soft, swollen breasts, sucking on them alternately.

She gasped for breath, letting out beautiful, seductive moans. He wanted to bring her to orgasm as quickly as possible, so
he moved , licking her swollen clitoris with his tongue, his nimble tongue sweeping rapidly between her labia.

The intense, suppressed desire overwhelmed him, so he used his tongue to soothe the restlessness within him,
his sucking and licking becoming more and more frenzied with each thrust.

"Ah!" Duan Yifei suddenly arched her back, gripping the sheets tightly with both hands. She raised her chin, frowned
, and let out a gasp, her body trembling and stiffening.

Under his intense and deliberate teasing, she finally reached the peak of her desire.

After only a few minutes of rest, Duan Yifei rubbed against Zhong Yao again, moaning softly. It seemed that everything before was not enough
to satisfy her desire, and his crotch was aroused by her friction.

"Mmm...mmm...I want more...oh...I want more..." Her cheeks and body
were flushed and burning hot.

Her seductive moans caused his erection to swell, and even the tip of his penis was leaking fluid.

"My little Yifei, lie down obediently." He wanted to lay her down flat. "I know you're in pain, I'll help
you again."

But her legs straddled his waist and hips, her arms wrapped around his neck, and as she leaned back,
she pulled him onto her.

Zhong Yao, only wanting to soothe her quickly, completely failed to notice the danger of their position. He lost his balance and
fell heavily onto her, his erect, thick penis unexpectedly plunging into her vaginal opening, deeply penetrating her narrow
passage.

"Ah—" Duan Yifei jolted in pain, her body stiffening instantly.

"Oh my god! How could this happen?" Zhong Yao froze, afraid to move.

He hadn't wanted to violate her at all; he had wanted to wait for her to regain her senses, for her to say she was willing. How could this happen… Oh
my god! This was all completely unexpected!

"Ugh…it hurts…"

Hearing Duan Yifei's moan, Zhong Yao finally came to his senses. Seeing her pale face contorted in pain, he felt
even more reluctant to let her go.

"Damn it! I actually…" Zhong Yao was extremely annoyed. He had forcefully pierced her delicate membrane; she must be
in excruciating pain , especially since this was her first time.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, my little Yifei, you have to bear with it!" he coaxed softly,
gently kissing her lips again and again. "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to. Please bear with it a little longer. I
'll slowly pull it out now. I'll be gentle and try not to hurt you!"

Although there was still a slight burning and stinging sensation inside her, the medication quickly made her forget the pain, and
the heat inside her aroused her desire again.

She hugged him tightly, "Don't get up, I want you..." Her alluring eyes were full of infinite temptation and provocation.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm afraid I'll..." His heart was racing, and his voice was hoarse, "You have no
idea what you're doing. I'm afraid you'll regret it... Let me get up!"

"No!" She hugged him even tighter, teasing his erection until it twitched and trembled.

"You..." He was about to break down! "Damn woman, do you know how much I want you?"

Unable to control the desire within him, he began to move slowly, his hot, thick penis thrusting in and out of her narrow opening.

"Ah... ah... I want you... faster... faster..." His thrusts brought a strange
pleasure, making her scream wildly.

Her passionate cries ignited the man's desire to conquer her. His blood surged, and he
thrust deeply and violently into her.

"Ah...so good...so good...oh...you're making me feel so good..." she cried out
repeatedly , clinging to him tightly.

Her direct and erotic moans drove him to possess her wildly. Her legs gripped his waist and hips,
bouncing rhythmically with each powerful thrust.

This position allowed him to penetrate even deeper and quicken the pace of her orgasm. The contractions of her inner walls made his
thick member tremble, stimulating him to swing forward wildly, plunging heavily into the depths of her vagina.

"Ah...ah...ah...I want more...uh...uh...I want more..." She was completely
immersed in pleasure, wanting only more and more.

His fingers explored her clitoris, twisting and kneading while thrusting and pounding, the wonderful
sensations bringing her another intense pleasure.

"Oh...oh...I can't...I can't...you're making me...I'm about to cramp up..."

Her moans made him thrust even more violently, penetrating her deeply...

"Ah—" Duan Yifei screamed, a trembling climax exploding rapidly.

Hearing this delicate cry, Zhong Yao could no longer suppress his convulsions and trembling, then ejaculated hot, thick fluid...

Chapter 4

Miss Doesn't Appear 2

Warm love had been flowing in continuously

since the first moment he saw you ... After a short nap, Duan Yifei woke up groggily, clinging to Zhong Yao again, rubbing against him. "Hmm...I want more ...I want more..." How many times had she taken the initiative to hug him and ask for love? Zhong Yao, overwhelmed by pleasure, couldn't remember anymore.

The other party seemed intent on paralyzing her on the bed, having instilled an unknown dosage of drugs that made her so insatiable.

Duan Yifei climbed onto Zhong Yao's body, taking his hand and pressing it against her high, round breasts.

Her pair of snow-white, round breasts were squeezed and squeezed tightly by his large hands, becoming higher and more deformed, leaving
several long red marks.

Satisfied, she straddled his strong, flat abdomen, tilting her head back slightly, letting out a seductive, soft moan
. "Mmm..." She licked the area around her red lips with the tip of her tongue, placing her hands together with his,
kneading and squeezing her elastic, tender breasts forcefully.

"Oh...oh...squeeze it harder, squeeze it harder...yes, just like that...oh ah...harder
..." Seeking only pleasure, she boldly cried out, disregarding any restraint.

After only thirty minutes of rest, he was aroused again by her teasing, his large penis erect and standing tall, intently
tracing light strokes against her buttocks. "Oh... Yifei, are you really going to drain
me dry before you'll let me go?"

But Duan Yifei couldn't hear anything else now, she just wanted to enjoy the pleasure of sex again. "Mmm... give it to
me... give it to me... I want more... oh... oh..."

Duan Yifei, her desire rising again, writhed uncontrollably, her pink petals naturally flowing with honey-like fluid, wetting his
sensitive genitals.

His hands, which had been resting on her buttocks, gently lifted her, and his hard penis pressed against her vulva. He gently pressed her
buttocks down, and the thick, hard penis plunged directly into her vagina, fitting tightly and without any gaps.

"Ah... so comfortable... so comfortable..." Duan Yifei began to become seductive and wanton again. "It's hard
and hot... oh... it feels so good..."

With a turn, he laid her on the bed, lifted her fair and smooth legs and
straddled them over his shoulders, gripping her knees tightly. At the same time, he thrust his hips forcefully into her vagina, plunging deep inside.

The sudden thrust caused her wetness to contract again, naturally releasing warm, lustful fluid.

"Ah—ah—ah—ah—" she writhed wildly with wanton passion.

Zhong Yao panted heavily, his massive member thrusting deeper and deeper into her, wanting to satisfy her once more.

"Oh...oh...oh..." she swayed her head unconsciously, her
beautiful hair scattered across the pillow.

Her seductive moans fueled his frantic thrusting, each penetration making her
feel as if she were touching the very bottom of her vagina, while the contracting and sucking of her tender walls made him unable to resist the pleasure of his wild thrusts,
causing her to cry out again.

He took a deep breath before asking in a hoarse voice, "I'm almost...coming...what about you?"

Completely immersed in the passionate and intense lovemaking, she was completely lost in the moment, unable to hear anything,
only wanting him.

He frowned, groaning with pleasure, his breathing becoming erratic. "Oh...you little
devil...you're so hot I can't stand it...I want to give you everything..."

Her tender walls rubbed against his hard, wild member, the two different pleasures causing her narrow passage to convulse, and then
she reached orgasm.

"Ah—" she cried out in pleasure.

He knew he had satisfied her again, and after the final thrust, a sudden surge of heat rushed through his hot
rod, his thick, hard root twitching and spasming, and a stream of warm, lubricating fluid gushed wildly inside her again.

Almost exhausted, he lay weakly on top of her, closing his eyes and breathing heavily...

After several rounds of lovemaking, Duan Yifei finally stopped demanding and fell into a deep sleep.

As dawn broke, she groaned softly, her body aching all over. Although the sound was faint, Zhong Yao, who had been worried all night
and dared not sleep, immediately asked softly, "You're awake?"

Duan Yifei turned her face and saw a man lying next to her. Her heart panicked, and she suddenly sat up. Seeing that she
was completely naked, she instinctively grabbed the sheet to cover her chest.

Oh no! Her first night…

Exhausted and sleep-deprived, Zhong Yao's eyes were bloodshot, but he still managed a soft smile, his voice
hoarse yet gentle as he asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Duan Yifei looked up—it was him? She never expected to give her first time to him…

Strangely, she felt no regret at all.

"Last night… it was you…" She didn't know how to explain what had happened next.

"Yes, it was me." Zhong Yao admitted directly, "I didn't intend to violate you, but by
accident, I…"

A faint memory lingered in her mind. Duan Yifei vaguely remembered being harassed by a customer, then encountering Zhong Yao, and then
clinging to him, and finally…

she didn't know whether to thank him for saving her life or resent him for taking advantage of her vulnerability. She feigned indifference and said, "
Forget it , don't say anything." Her sudden calmness surprised even herself.

Anyway, she was mentally prepared. Since she worked in that kind of place, she would lose her virginity sooner or later. Giving it to the man she
had unknowingly fallen in love with was much better than being raped by that thug last night.

Zhongyao was surprised by her answer and reaction. He looked guilty and hesitated, "Yifei, could it be that
you..."

"What do you want me to do? Cry and make a scene? Or ask you for money?" At this critical moment,
she forced herself to accept her fate.

Zhongyao suddenly hugged her tightly and said worriedly, "Don't do this, Yifei, don't do this. This isn't how you should
react!"

Duan Yifei pushed him away and asked coldly, "Do you want me to cry and make a scene? Is this how I should react
?"

Zhongyao was stunned. How could she have completely changed in just one night? She was no longer the cute and playful
girl who would laugh and bicker with him, shy and easily blushing? Was it because their "relationship" had changed?

"Don't go to work. To protect you, just stay here with me, okay? I like you and I'm afraid
something will happen to you again, so please accept this and let me protect you." Zhongyao didn't want to hide his feelings for her and
simply laid it all out on her.

Duan Yifei's heart fluttered upon hearing this.

"Listen carefully, although I've only met you twice, damn it, I've truly fallen in love with
you. I love your innocence, your unpretentious personality, and especially since I'm your first man, which gives me
even more reason to keep you by my side."

Duan Yifei was excited and moved. Yes, she didn't deny that she did have feelings for him, but
... when she thought about her parents' marriage and relationship, she hesitated.

"Don't worry, I know your family needs money. I'll give you three million for living expenses so you can stay comfortably during
this time."

Her expression changed. "What? You want to spend your money to support me?"

"I didn't mean that, really." He panicked at her misunderstanding, gripping her shoulders tightly and looking deeply
into her eyes. "I really just want to do something for the woman I love. I absolutely don't mean anything else. Please
don't talk about yourself like that, and don't ruin my feelings for you, okay?"

It was the first time in his life he had humbled himself like this to a woman, but he did it willingly.

Duan Yifei panicked. She was conflicted and hesitant. She did need money to work at the hotel, but
she also had inexplicable feelings for him. What should she do?

Should she stay for his money, or to have his love?

The thought of her past as a hotel hostess, even if it was only for two nights, made her
feel extremely inferior. Especially since he kept saying he loved her, but how long could he love her?

Like her parents, didn't they love each other for over twenty years? In the end, when they felt the love had faded, didn't they still
leave heartlessly?

Duan Yifei, her heart in turmoil, didn't know how to sort out her

feelings... Every night, Zhong Yao would arrive at the hotel where Duan Yifei worked, hoping to see the woman he loved, to
win her heart, and to protect her from harm by other guests. He stayed by her side, never letting
her out of his sight.

For her, he, who always hated going to such places, broke his record and clearly expressed his
sincerity and devotion to her.

Duan Yifei was booked by Zhong Yao for entire nights, and then he took her out for two consecutive weeks. But he did
nothing , only driving her around, showing her the night view, and saying the same thing to her every night: "Let me take care of you!"

Duan Yifei began to waver. She clearly cared about him and had feelings and trust for him, but
for some reason, she hesitated and lacked the courage to agree to his request. She was willing to compromise herself and force
herself to work at the hotel, just to see him.

Actually, she didn't have to do this. A simple nod and a "yes" would have made things right for both of them, saving
them both from this ordeal. But she just couldn't

bring herself to do it. Perhaps, the shadow of her parents' unhappy marriage still lingered in her heart.

Although she spent every day with him these past few days, her hesitation and inner conflict prevented her from speaking much
. She mostly responded with nods or shakes to ease the awkwardness between them.

That evening, Zhong Yao brought Duan Yifei out on time again. As usual, she silently followed behind him.

As soon as they reached the hotel lobby, his tall figure stopped, turned around, and blocked her path.

She looked up in surprise. The two faced each other, like a couple having a tiff,
glaring each other, neither willing to speak first.

She pressed her lips tightly together, uneasy yet stubborn, refusing to ask him what was wrong. Zhong Yao looked at her for a long time, knowing that with her stubborn personality, he would never force her

unless she consented . In the end, he gave in.
"Sigh... Get in the car!"

As the car sped along the road, only the soft, languid saxophone music from the stereo filled the air. The two
remained silent. Finally, he broke the silence, "Have you had dinner?"

Duan Yifei shook her head. For days on end, he'd been asking her this. Every day, he'd asked if she'd eaten dinner. She always answered with her head down.
Was she torturing herself? Was she silently punishing him?

Seeing her like this, his heart ached. "I haven't eaten either," he said softly.

For no apparent reason, Duan Yifei's heart clenched.

"I haven't eaten dinner for many days. From the moment you stopped eating, I
started . Tonight, will you come eat with me?"

Duan Yifei looked up in surprise, her beautiful eyes welling with tears as she gazed at him tenderly.

Zhong Yao mistook her silence for a rejection and gave a bitter laugh. "Looks like... I'll have to go hungry until
dawn ."

"Why do you want to do this?" Duan Yifei felt a pang of heartache.

Zhong Yao parked the car on the side of the road, turned his head, and looked into her eyes with tender, dark eyes. A slight smile played on his lips. "No
reason, just because you're all I can think about."

"Why?" Duan Yifei was deeply moved, yet unwilling to let him see it.

"Because my whole heart is set on you." He didn't want to hide his love at all.

"Why?" She felt an urge to throw herself into his arms.

Unable to suppress it any longer, Zhong Yao suddenly grabbed her hand and shouted, "You've asked me
why ! Tell me, how can I make you understand my heart? Understand that I truly want to be good to
you? Understand that I'm not playing games?"

"I…" Duan Yifei stammered. His madness frightened her, yet his direct declaration of love stirred her heart.

"Could you repeat what you just said?" She truly didn't understand why he was being so good to her? Why
her of all people?

Zhong Yao's eyes shone with a burning intensity. "Alright, I'll repeat what I just said, but this time
I'll say it like this—"

He pulled her close, leaned down, and captured her lips, answering her possessively in his own way.

A wave of dizziness washed over her, making her completely forget what she wanted him to say.

His pent-up emotions, suppressed for days, could no longer be controlled and finally erupted. The more she remained
silent and refused to accept his advances, the deeper his heart ached, filling him with tenderness. He couldn't resist the overwhelming
surge of deep love.

How long had it been? How long had it been since he had touched her soft lips?

He was lost in the memory of her sweet, tender lips, their kiss transforming from a light touch to a passionate one, making it impossible
for him to pull his lips away. He held her soft, delicate body tightly, his kiss gripping her lips firmly.

Her mind went blank; all the cells capable of thought suddenly ceased to function because of his kiss.

After a long pause, he finally released her. She raised her hazy eyes, still not fully conscious, and
instinctively asked, "Why?"

Damn it! He'd already answered her with such a direct action, and she still asked him why?

Seeing her swollen, slightly parted lips, he couldn't help but kiss her again, the kiss growing deeper and deeper, until he
was completely captivated, wishing he could give her all the love he had in his life at once.

Her lips had a faint fruity scent, making him greedily wish that the lip gloss on her lips was
himself .

Duan Yifei was startled by Zhong Yao's passion, especially since she was now fully conscious. Realizing he was
kissing her, she panicked and tried to push him away, yet she was reluctant to let go.

Why was she dizzy and hot all over? This time, she was certain she hadn't been drugged!
How could she suddenly feel like this?

Her muddled mind raced, but she didn't resist at all. Instead, she opened her mouth wide, letting his tongue
skillfully dart and swirl inside her, intertwining and sucking on her trembling tongue.

Their lips met, a sensation like a thunderbolt striking a prairie fire, pressed tightly together, inseparable.

Zhong Yao stirred up emotions that had been suppressed within Duan Yifei for a long time. She loved his kiss, loved
the feeling . Her heart surged with emotion, making her selfishly unwilling to let him go so soon.

Zhong Yao kissed her while caressing her delicate shoulders and neck. Unable to control herself, she was slowly releasing her
emotions, intoxicated and lost in his tenderness, completely unable to extricate herself.

"Mmm..." A soft moan escaped her throat.

Hearing her moan, Zhong Yao suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly pushed her away.

Duan Yifei was also startled by herself. How could she be so engrossed that she even made sounds?

"Yifei, I..." Zhong Yao was a little anxious because he had sworn that he would
never even with a kiss. But tonight... he had lost control again.

Looking at her, he felt extremely guilty and annoyed, but she misunderstood his intention to push her away.

Staring at him in disbelief, she felt her heart was wounded. "Are you... deliberately toying with me?"
Her eyes and tone clearly revealed the extent of her hurt.

"I didn't mean that," Zhong Yao hurriedly explained.

Duan Yifei's almond-shaped eyes welled with tears, her voice choked with accusation, "Didn't you? One minute you said you loved me, the next you
kissed me so passionately, and then you suddenly pushed me away... You were clearly toying with me, deliberately
playing me for fools..."

"I didn't!" Zhong Yao shouted frantically.

Duan Yifei was filled with regret and anger at herself. Why had she so easily given him her feelings, and dared not
let him know? The result of her painstakingly hiding them was his sweet-talking love game.

"Yifei, listen to me, just now... just now I was afraid that I would kiss you... kiss you so passionately that I couldn't help but
take you right there and then." Zhong Yao finally revealed the truth, "Because I once swore that unless you consented, I
would never touch you again."

Hearing this, Duan Yifei was stunned. Why did she feel a sweetness in her heart, and a warm current surge
up?

An awkward and strange atmosphere filled the air in the car. The two of them suddenly fell silent, neither
knowing what to say.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound rang out, and Duan Yifei looked up in surprise at Zhong Yao's stomach. As if responding to her
gaze, it rumbled again, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

"Your stomach is protesting!"

"But I..." Afraid she would misunderstand, he wanted to explain further.

"But what? You think kissing me will fill your stomach?" Duan Yifei blushed.

"But I..." Before she could finish speaking, the rumbling sounded again, even louder than before.

"Alright! Let's go eat! Since we've both been dieting for so many days, it should be enough.
Let's have a big meal tonight to reward our poor stomachs." Duan Yifei said casually, trying to ease the
awkward .

Zhong Yao knew she had resolved her inner conflict, and felt that their subtle relationship had taken another step forward. He was finally
relieved and delighted that she was gradually accepting him.

"Okay, whatever you say."

A deeper emotion welled up in Duan Yifei's heart, spreading like ripples, filling her with sweet joy, yet also leaving her
at a loss, only able to let it spread within her...

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