[An Unexpected Encounter Between Temperamental Men and Women] (The End) Author: Golden Years

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Author: Golden Years
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Synopsis—

Gu Pengfei's ideal woman must be gentle, dignified, quiet, and elegant, like a cup of clear tea that relaxes and
soothes the mind. In short, not a woman like Guan Ying. More precisely, not Guan Ying
herself . However, life is unpredictable, and unexpected events can catch people off guard.

Content—

One: She's good, but she's not my cup of tea.

Two: Who's to blame? Knowing the fire couldn't be extinguished, I shouldn't have lit it in the first place. Three

: If you don't care, I won't cherish it.

Four: Whether I try to get it or find an excuse to lose it depends on how important it is to you. Extra Chapter

of "Men and Women of Temperament " —One: She's good, but she's not my cup of tea. At exactly six o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Pengfei rang Qi Qi's doorbell. He was somewhat surprised He looked inside but didn't hear the music or conversation he expected. For a moment, Gu Pengfei thought he had gotten the time and place wrong, though he knew it was impossible. Guan Ying stepped back to let him in. "Brother Meng and Qi Qi went out to buy some snacks and drinks. There are more people than expected today." She smiled at him. "Brother Meng said you 'd be there at six, and you were right on time!" Gu Pengfei placed a bottle of wine he had brought on the table, only grunting in response. He wasn't familiar with Guan Ying. Once, Meng Xiaolang mentioned that Qi Qi had a distant relative studying law who was about to graduate and looking for a job. There happened to be a floor in the building where Gu Pengfei worked that housed a law firm, a fairly large one. He had bumped into the boss a few times in the elevator , so he mentioned it, and unexpectedly, the job was secured. Later, Qi Qi treated him to dinner, and that was the first time Gu Pengfei saw Guan Ying. She had a well-proportioned figure and her jet-black hair shone brightly. With a small, straight nose and large, expressive eyes, Guan Ying's blue tank top made it impossible not to notice her subtly revealed cleavage and the contours of her high, firm breasts. Her long, bare legs, exposed beneath denim shorts appeared exceptionally fair. Normally a vibrant and spirited girl, she had chosen to paint her face in a riot of colors that day, the exaggerated makeup completely erasing her childishness and giving her a slightly rebellious, bad- girl vibe. When the beer arrived, Guan Ying didn't even bother with the bottle opener. Holding one bottle in each hand, she skillfully snapped the caps together mouth to mouth, and with a slight push, the two caps popped open, releasing a gush of foam. Guan Ying handed one to Gu Pengfei: "Thanks for your help, Pengfei-ge. Shall we have a drink?" She then tilted her head back and emptied the bottle, then, seemingly still wanting more, patted her chest and let out a burp. She looked at Gu Pengfei with a smug expression, waiting for his reaction. The Analects says that only women and petty men are difficult to deal with, and Gu Pengfei wholeheartedly agreed. The girl in front of him, fresh out of school, was a quintessential delinquent in both appearance and behavior. Guan Ying could be considered the embodiment of both womanhood and pettiness; given his personality, he would avoid her at all costs and certainly wouldn't provoke her. Initially, he worried that he had made a mistake in introducing her to the company, but fortunately, his boss later said that this delinquent girl did a good job and was clever; both colleagues and clients liked her. From then on, Guan Ying joined in at their friends' gatherings a few times, as lively as ever, while he, as always, remained aloof, watching from afar, never taking the initiative to approach. Guan Ying walked into the living room with him. "Brother Pengfei, I've been waiting to treat you to dinner." Two days ago, Guan Ying called him to her office, her face pale, looking like she was facing a major disaster. It turned out her computer had suddenly crashed, and she didn't know if an important file could be recovered. She hadn't backed it up, and a month's work might be lost in the blink of an eye. Guan Ying knew Gu Pengfei was a computer science student and saw him as her Gu Pengfei helped her get things sorted out did Guan Ying finally regain some color in her face. "Don't you have someone in charge of the computers?" Guan Ying whispered, only saying two words: "Side jobs." "You're doing side jobs right under the boss's nose." "There are some really useful plugins that are only available on the office computers." "That's not appropriate." "It is appropriate," Guan Ying nodded, "It helps me write cases much faster." Gu Pengfei sighed inwardly. They didn't talk much, but whenever he said something, Guan Ying always seemed to have a knack for giving completely unrelated answers. He had helped her a great deal, and Guan Ying was extremely grateful. "I'll treat you to dinner tonight." Gu Pengfei refused without hesitation: "I'm busy, I don't have time." Guan Ying still said enthusiastically, "It's okay, just let me know when you're free." Although Gu Pengfei agreed, he knew he wouldn't be free. In his eyes, women were like function keys on a keyboard—he could just press whichever one he wanted, like colleagues at work, cleaning ladies, and of course, a few nagging relatives. Gu Pengfei admitted he didn't appreciate women. Oh, and of course, he needed women sometimes, but usually only in bed. He paid for sex, and afterwards, he'd just walk away, without any emotional entanglement. A girl like Guan Ying—Gu Pengfei couldn't think of where he'd place her on his keyboard. He was indeed lacking a girlfriend, but Guan Ying was like a strong, rich liquor—good, yes, but what he truly wanted was… Gu Pengfei frowned. What was it? He glanced at the figurines next to the TV in the living room: an ancient woman kneeling before a table, brewing and serving tea. Yes, what he needed was a cup of tea, gentle, elegant, peaceful, and serene, and a woman who could relax him, soothe his mind, and calm his spirit. Gu Pengfei had always been clear about what he wanted, setting goals and striving diligently until he achieved them. So far, he'd done quite well. Gu Pengfei nodded perfunctorily, then sat down on the sofa, turned on the TV, and found the sports channel. He tried to focus on the scene of a group of people scrambling for a basketball, attempting to ignore Guan Ying's movements. She kept moving chairs, answering phone calls, and finally disappeared into the dining room. Gu Pengfei had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to put his feet up on the coffee table for some comfort when he suddenly heard Guan Ying's cry for help. He quickly got up and went to the dining room, where he saw Guan Ying standing at the top of a small ladder, holding several glasses, wobbling and about to lose her balance. He quickly walked over and steadied her by the hips. "Thank you, otherwise I would have been embarrassed." Guan Ying's body was warm and delicate under his hands, smelling like roses, but Gu Pengfei quickly withdrew his hand, took the glasses from her, and said, "Someone else will make them."

“I know, but I want to help.” She tiptoed and took down more cups, handing them to him. Her
wool skirt rustled, revealing Guan Ying’s slender ankles.

Gu Pengfei didn’t know what to say; he had long realized that chatting with women wasn’t his forte.

Guan Ying looked at him and continued, “You’re quite tall, could you help me with the cups on the top?”

“Of course.”

Gu Pengfei assumed Guan Ying would come down from the top of the ladder and reached out to help her. Guan Ying shook her head. “We
have to go together, silly, didn’t you see the jar up there?”

Silly? No woman had ever dared to call Gu Pengfei silly.

He climbed two steps, reaching Guan Ying’s height. They were very close; Guan Ying could even smell
a faint scent of tobacco. Her gaze lazily wandered over Gu Pengfei’s face. He had a long, thin face,
like the rest of his body, and his dark eyes seemed deliberately expressionless. His voice was the same,
serious and calm. Gu Pengfei had a straight nose and a beautiful mouth with two distinct, pointed ridges on his upper lip—
the kind she liked. This prompted her to act immediately. She smiled and whispered, "The height is just right."

Before Gu Pengfei could guess her intentions, she had already pulled him close, and her lips followed. He
stiffened thought he would push her away,
but something made him change his mind instantly. Gu Pengfei let her give him a light, fleeting kiss.
Just as Guan Ying was about to pull away, Gu Pengfei began to respond. He held her neck, pulling her closer, but didn't open
Guan Ying's lips, only lightly brushing them together again and again. His arms gradually tightened until they were tightly wrapped around her. Guan Ying
was a little happy. Not long ago, when she noticed Gu Pengfei staring at her chest, she thought it was her imagination, but
now she knew it wasn't. His feelings for her could at least be described as curiosity, which was why he had placed his hands on her waist.

"I shouldn't have done this, but I just wanted to kiss you." Her cheek rubbed gently against Gu Pengfei's shoulder,
unaware of the impact this action had on him.

"You don't understand what you're doing." His voice was as stiff as his body. "Why?"

Guan Ying smiled slightly. "Because you're a really good person, you've helped me a lot."

Gu Pengfei's voice was a little hoarse. "Grateful?"

Guan Ying smiled even more deeply. "Of course not. If you find it annoying, I won't blame you at all."

Annoying? Was she crazy?

"You should tell me." Gu Pengfei was still trying to regain his normal voice.

"This isn't an easy conversation."

Gu Pengfei carried her down the ladder, but didn't let go of her. He was so close to Guan Ying, close enough to
see her skin, cheekbones, and the curled bangs on her forehead. He found it hard to breathe, trying not to
notice the soft breasts rubbing against his chest, not to notice the graceful body pressed between his legs. What made things more
difficult was that Guan Ying smelled so good. Before he even realized what he was doing, he lowered his head and began rubbing his nose
against her ear. He held her tighter, his hands and forearms gently caressing her back and waist. It was awful,
but it felt so good.

It wasn't a good idea, but Gu Pengfei didn't stop caressing Guan Ying. She and he were so
perfectly ; he doubted if there was any hope of getting rid of her. Guan Ying was a nuisance he didn't want, but at this moment, she was
everything he wanted. The room temperature rose several degrees in an instant, and Gu Pengfei felt an unprecedented
surge , his rising desire almost unbearable. He was in his early thirties, long past
the age of youthful vigor and uncontrollable desire. In fact, his desires had been tightly controlled for so long that he had almost forgotten what it felt like to be unable to control
them . He didn't intend to kiss Guan Ying. No, that was self-deception; he had long harbored the thought of kissing her.
In fact, Gu Pengfei knew he had no other choice. Guan Ying's influence on him was like the stimulation of a delicious dish on his stomach, making
him want to taste it again and again. He did want to kiss her, but he hadn't originally intended to succumb to that impulse.
Gu Pengfei told himself that desire was normal; as long as he knew that desire, though seemingly sweet, could potentially take
a life in an instant, it was fine.

Gu Pengfei grabbed Guan Ying's shoulders, but reason made him push the woman away.

He kissed her again. Guan Ying's lips were warm and soft, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck. She pressed closer to him, her breasts,
rising beneath her sweater, constantly reminding him of the shapely, elastic, and vibrant body in his arms, her round, pert
buttocks seemingly pleading for his touch. Gu Pengfei groaned, his fingers burying in Guan Ying's hair, pulling her head back,
his tongue taking the opportunity to probe into her mouth, allowing him to possess her more deeply, again and again.

The kiss started with Guan Ying, but she quickly discovered that Gu Pengfei was far more experienced in this kind of thing. He kissed
her until she was dizzy, completely unaware of what she was doing. How did her hands end up around his neck? Did she place them
there , or did he take them? He didn't force her to open her mouth; it was voluntary. She didn't push him away when his
tongue slipped inside; instead, she instinctively returned the favor, even adding more. Guan Ying felt her whole body
tremble. She clung to him, knowing that if she let go, her legs would give way.

Gu Pengfei kept telling himself he had to stop, in fact, he should have stopped long ago, but he couldn't resist himself.
He caressed Guan Ying's slender waist and the perfect curve of her hips again and again. Not only that, the
faint fragrance emanating from Guan Ying teased him, and an overwhelming desire made him sweat. Simply holding her wasn't enough to satisfy his lust.
Gu Pengfei slowly pressed, bringing Guan Ying's lower abdomen closer to his hard, aroused erection, making her feel his full-force
hardness . Then his arms tightened again, deepening his kiss, while he rubbed his hips against her, forcing her
to respond.

"Gu Pengfei," Guan Ying cried out, recoiling as she sensed his intention. This man exuded a burgeoning
sexual aura, which permeated all the way down to her lower abdomen. Every nerve, every thought, every
muscle in her body went on alert.

Sexual alarm.

"You—" Guan Ying swallowed, "You'll regret this."

"Without a doubt." He pressed her hips back into his arousal. "And you?"

Guan Ying pursed her lips. Why had she let this happen? How stupid could a woman be?
What was wrong with her? She had to push him away, grab him, kick him, bite him if necessary, and run away—any
woman with a shred of shame and self-respect would do that.

Run, run, run.

But the problem was she didn't want to run, not when her cheeks were burning and she was having trouble breathing, and certainly not when she was...
Every inch of her skin trembled at his touch. Guan Ying decided to worry about the consequences and her fall later. She
gave a strange smile, "No."

"No?" Gu Pengfei breathed a sigh of relief, joy washing over him. He lowered his head again, preparing to kiss
Guan Ying, "Since that's the case—"

Gu Pengfei thought of the sofa a few steps away, then immediately dismissed the idea and turned to press her against the wall.
Guan Ying stared at him with wide eyes, her gaze burning with passion. Her lips were bright red and glistening, her chest
heaving rapidly. Gu Pengfei reached inside her clothes, tracing her waist to her back. He fumbled for Guan Ying
's bra clasp, unhooked it without hesitation, and then returned his hands to her chest, covering her breasts. His calloused
thumbs rubbed against her small nipples, making them instantly erect.

Guan Ying never considered breasts to be a major source of pleasure as depicted in movies or novels. In the past, when
a boyfriend grabbed her breasts expecting her to become delirious with pleasure, she only wanted to punch
him in the face in her anger. But now, she had no desire to hit Gu Pengfei. His circling thumb made her nipples
sting burn, followed by an unbearable tightness, and she let out a comfortable moan.

Gu Pengfei quickly lifted her clothes completely, raising her so her breasts were level with his lips. Her
full breasts were fully exposed to the cool air, her already erect nipples swollen even more. Gu Pengfei lowered
his eyelids, leaned in, and took one of her pink nipples into his mouth, gently caressing its roundness.

Guan Ying gasped, clinging to his head and pulling him away, "No…"

Gu Pengfei stopped, glancing up at her slightly, and didn't do anything further. Guan Ying's fingers gripped his
head, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid, but he still waited patiently. Finally, Guan Ying yielded and pulled his head back to her
chest . Gu Pengfei opened his mouth and once again covered the pink cherry on her chest, biting hard while his hand simultaneously covered the other
soft spot. Guan Ying gasped, thankfully Gu Pengfei had pressed her against the wall with his body; her legs were completely
powerless. Guan Ying braced her arms on his shoulders, stroking his hair and the back of his neck with both hands. "Gu Pengfei, is this
really you?" Her hands slid from his collar to his back, her palms cool and delicate. She said in awe, "
So you feel hard and strong."

Guan Ying wanted him; he could hear the passion in her voice, feel the desire in her trembling, and he
wanted her too. Gu Pengfei knew they were walking on a knife's edge, and it was happening too fast, but he had no choice;
there was no time for them to patiently play the pursuit game. Gu Pengfei took Guan Ying's hand and guided it to his
crotch, where she naturally opened her hand and grasped it. "Oh, Gu Pengfei," Guan Ying seemed breathless, her hands clenching
slightly , "This... is so surprising."

Gu Pengfei snorted, "Surprised?"

"Much... bigger... than I imagined." She clenched her hands again.

Gu Pengfei looked down at Guan Ying's hands, knowing his muscles were tense, and a surge of desire rising in his lower abdomen grew
stronger. All of Gu Pengfei's control collapsed at this moment. He kissed her again, his teeth lightly biting her
lower lip, while grabbing her skirt and lifting it up to her waist. Guan Ying was wearing a pair of tight pantyhose. Gu Pengfei wondered whether
he should take them off or just destroy them. No, strictly speaking, he didn't think about it. With just a little force, the pantyhose tore open
. He pulled aside Guan Ying's panties and covered them with his palm. Guan Ying was already soaking wet, and
the fragrance emanating from her was an even stronger aphrodisiac. He wanted to lose himself in it. Gu Pengfei pressed her against the wall, lifted
one of thighs and placed it on his waist, then pulled the other leg up to position it.

"Ah," Guan Ying gasped involuntarily at his roughness and intimacy. She looked both shocked and excited,
as if terrified of herself. It was the most beautiful and alluring sight Gu Pengfei had ever seen. Then he felt Guan Ying pull
her legs together, wrapping them around his waist, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly. Her movements filled him with ecstasy. He reached out again
, finding her nipples and gently caressing them. Nectar flowed freely, and soon his fingers were soaked
. Gu Pengfei lifted her buttocks, managed to unzip his pants, freeing himself from his underwear, and pressed against
the entrance of her wet passage. He decisively pressed her down, feeling her muscles tense, instinctively gripping him
to stop the intrusion. But he didn't pull back; instead, he pushed in even harder. At first, there was resistance, then a tight
embrace, and then he reached deep inside her.

The union shocked both of them. For the first few seconds, all Gu Pengfei could do was try to stay upright.
They stared at each other in silence. Guan Ying opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Gu Pengfei was in pain all over,
his mind filled with thoughts of holding onto this woman, of burning, killing, looting, and
blasting

wildly. He couldn't help but worry about his own frenzied desires, so he hugged her, turned around, and leaned against the wall. He didn't want to frighten her, much less hurt her. "Are you alright?" he whispered hoarsely.

"It's been a long time since the last time," her fingers tightened on his hair, "and I've never felt like this before.
Really , I didn't know it would be like this.

" "I didn't know either."

"Don't move," she told him. "Don't move at all, give me some time."

Gu Pengfei's breathing was still heavy, as if he couldn't move even if he wanted to. After a while, Guan Ying
moved tentatively, then slowly accelerated, trying to move back and forth and up and down against him. Gradually, Guan Ying's
originally bright and clear eyes became cloudy, and soon disappeared completely. She only felt the fog in her vision getting thicker and thicker,
accompanied by increasingly intense and wild movements. The pleasure was so profound that she didn't care about anything else, only knowing
to follow her primal instincts to find what she wanted, but that feeling was fleeting, and no matter how hard she tried, she could never
grasp it.

"Gu... Pengfei," Guan Ying gasped, calling his name hoarsely, almost crying. Her voice
held a hint of despair; she couldn't do it herself, she needed help.

Gu Pengfei saw this, and turned again, forcefully slamming her against the wall, thrusting in powerfully and thoroughly.
Their strength was so disparate that Guan Ying's earlier "fleeting" sensations felt like children playing house.
Soon , Gu Pengfei easily brought her to orgasm with each thrust. Guan Ying felt as if her insides were being pushed out of her throat;
she frantically clenched her muscles, unsure whether she was responding or resisting his intense movements.
Her nails dug into his clothes, and she opened her mouth to let out a silent scream, as if she had lost control of her body.

The frequency and intensity of Guan Ying's muscle contractions increased, her hot breath hitting Gu Pengfei's
cheeks and neck. A powerful pleasure rose from within, churning and rushing to his head; Gu Pengfei felt his own palpitations...
The thrusts rose rapidly, Guan Ying forcing him to succumb, to surrender. He gritted his teeth and, after one final sprint, abruptly
withdrew from Guan Ying, pressing almost his entire weight onto her. Instinctively, he grabbed her skirt to cover himself,
and Gu Pengfei lowered his head, pressing his lips against hers with a soft moan. Finally, he released his grip, pumping and ejaculating profusely.

After an unknown amount of time, Guan Ying, still pressed against the wall, stirred. When she realized she could
breathe again, think, and support herself with her knees, she released her legs from his embrace and stood up.

Gu Pengfei supported her with one hand, the other against the wall. "Your skirt…"

"Oh, worrying about the skirt is always easier than worrying about anything else…"

Guan Ying tidied her messy hair, smoothing out her wrinkled clothes and skirt. She felt as if she had just
experienced a violent battle; she probably looked like that, but Gu Pengfei remained as composed and
self-controlled , his clothes without a single wrinkle.

"I'd better go out and greet Qi Qi and the others; we might need to help!" Guan Ying said, then quickly headed for
the door and left the house. Gu Pengfei listened intently; Guan Ying's footsteps quickened as she passed through the corridor, and as she ran downstairs,
it was practically a frantic escape.

Damn it, what had he done?

Gu Pengfei opened all the windows, hoping to quickly dissipate the afterglow of their passion. He lit a cigarette,
trying to calm himself down. He should find a chance to apologize to Guan Ying. What should he say? Gu Pengfei
realized with a headache that he wasn't apologetic at all. If he could turn back time, he would do it again without hesitation. No
, if he did it again, he should at least have taken some time to get the condom out so Guan Ying's dress wouldn't be ruined.
What about her pantyhose? Would they be better on the sofa?

Gu Pengfei decisively stubbed out his cigarette, as if trying to extinguish the thoughts of Guan Ying in his mind. He went to
the bathroom to wash his face, secretly deciding to let Guan Ying decide what he should do. He'd give her whatever she wanted,
though he couldn't imagine what a woman like Guan Ying could possibly want from him. Would she even ask
him found the thought ridiculous and foolish.

When Guan Ying entered with the others, Gu Pengfei noticed her attire had changed; she must have bought a new outfit
earlier . Qi Qi noticed too, but she didn't even ask, only complaining that Guan Ying
hadn't invited her to buy clothes. Qi Qi blinked and lowered her voice: "I have a colleague coming over later. I can introduce you.
If you like them, just let me know." Guan Ying

felt a little guilty and pretended to be calm, glancing around the room. "Is that necessary? I can find things anywhere
. Besides, I don't have the patience to cater to my boyfriend."

"That's simple, the best way to get a boyfriend—" Qi Qi hugged Guan Ying and whispered in her ear, "Just let
him know that if he doesn't treat you well, you'll leave him at any time."

Would this trick work on him? Guan Ying secretly glanced at Gu Pengfei not far away. He was
chatting , his expression serious and unsmiling—the same Gu Pengfei she knew,
the Gu Pengfei she instinctively kept her distance from. In short, he was nothing like the Gu Pengfei who had just embraced her, caressed her, and kissed her, making her feel intoxicated.
She couldn't imagine how a woman could dare to throw a tantrum with him; he would surely slap her to death, no, most likely
just turn around and leave without a word.

Guan Ying knew she had made a terrible first impression on him. She never expected Meng Xiaolang to have such
a rigid and serious friend. He disliked her, perhaps even finding her frivolous and roguish. Every time
they met, he tried to ignore her, pretending she didn't exist. This time, he didn't ignore her, but it probably only confirmed his
suspicions. Guan Ying belatedly realized that her behavior was exactly like that of a crazy woman. Her initial
smugness vanished upon seeing Gu Pengfei again, replaced by a strong sense of unreality. She even doubted
whether they had actually been intimate just moments before. Well, if he still has feelings about what happened earlier, he'll come looking for her eventually
. After all, their offices are in the same building.

Guan Ying told herself it was pure luck that he hadn't shoved her away and verbally abused her this time. She couldn't afford to mess with
this man. Gu Pengfei seemed… what did he seem like? Guan Ying glanced at the toys next to the TV.
One was a man sitting upright with a serious expression, holding a cup as if it weren't tea but some kind of state secret. Yes,
Gu Pengfei was like a cup of tea—demanding, rule-bound, not someone you could just pick up and drink. Guan Ying bet
Gu Pengfei really liked tea. And her? Guan Ying silently counted in her mind—juice, soft drinks, beer, liquor,
wine, and so on. Yes, Guan Ying never drank tea, unless Gu Pengfei included Long Island Iced Tea.

Gao Mingyuan followed Gu Pengfei's gaze to Guan Ying not far away. Although Gu Pengfei's actions were unintentional,
such a small gesture couldn't be hidden from his longtime friend. He smiled and said to Gu Pengfei, "I know why you're
like this."

"What do you mean?"

"You look like you want to fight the whole world."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Gao Mingyuan chuckled lightly, "If she were my girlfriend, I'd definitely keep her by my side, day or night,
um, especially night."

Gu Pengfei's face tightened: "That's interesting, you actually have a place by your side, day or night,
um, especially night."

Meng Xiaolang pretended to be surprised, "Wow, you actually made Poker Face angry, what kind of woman is she?"

The two of them laughed heartily, a kind of laughter that made Gu Pengfei grit his teeth.

Gao Mingyuan said, "I don't really know her. I think she graduated not long ago."

Meng Xiaolang whistled, "Just finished school? That must be easy for you. Who is she? We can give it a try."

Gu Pengfei practically burned a hole in the two of them with his eyes, "Are you two out of your minds? You think I'm telling
you this!"

Meng Xiaolang laughed even harder, "Ha, look at what you're saying. Are we buddies? This is the first time!"
He glanced at Gu Pengfei's gloomy face, "Just kidding, I have a girlfriend too. Remember?"

Gu Pengfei sighed, "I really can't understand how Qi Qi could be interested in someone like you. She could find someone better
."

Meng Xiaolang nodded, "I know, I know too well, that's why I'm holding on so tightly. Even if I let go,
I won't let her run away to where she's out of reach. Second year of high school, right?"

Gao Mingyuan didn't expect the last sentence to touch on him. Hu Jing was his unresolved issue, and the two of them were still
separated and at . Gao Mingyuan gritted his teeth in hatred, "He deserves a beating!"

Meng Xiaolang grinned, "Actually, girlfriends are easy to win over. Just let her know that even if you treat her badly, you
won't leave her."

Gu Pengfei scoffed, not even bothering to acknowledge him. Gao Mingyuan nodded, "This trick should be especially effective on someone like Pengfei who only responds when
pushed ."

Second: Who's to blame? Knowing the fire couldn't be extinguished, it shouldn't have been started in the first place.

It wasn't until midnight that Gu Pengfei finished all the tasks planned for the day. He didn't actually need to work so
late , but the weather outside was terrible—gloomy, cold, with strong winds, hail, and heavy rain—
making it impossible to leave the house. Besides, he was alone in the office and alone at home;
it made no difference to him. During this time, he had stopped refusing blind dates arranged by relatives and friends, meeting several and
even he was seriously considering dating. He knew that men had to take the initiative in these matters;
he needed to check his schedule, and in a couple of days when the weather was better, he would make a few calls and arrange more dates.

Gu Pengfei had just arrived at the building entrance when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar yet unfamiliar
figure in the distance through his rearview mirror. He was quite surprised that he recognized Guan Ying at a glance in the pitch-black night; she had clearly just come out of
the office . It was the dead of winter, and raining heavily, yet Guan Ying was only wearing a thin cotton-padded jacket. She put two fingers to
her lips and whistled loudly, then ran towards a taxi parked on the side of the road without even opening an umbrella.
Perhaps she was running too fast, because Guan Ying suddenly tripped and fell flat on her face with a thud. She took a
hard fall, and watched as a passerby got into a taxi and drove away. She shouted a few times, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't
get .

Gu Pengfei quickly backed the car up to Guan Ying, jumped out, helped her up, and put her in the car. "What are you doing
?"

Guan Ying grimaced, rubbing her leg, and stammered, "The taxi didn't wait for me; I'm going to complain."

Gu Pengfei pursed his lips and said nothing more. If at first there was a sliver of disbelief in the woman before her,
now all sense returned; this was indeed Guan Ying, the woman who always managed to give seemingly irrelevant answers.
The warmth in the car made her sneeze twice. Guan Ying shivered, tucking her hair behind her ears and then
warming her hands behind the hairdryer. She was soaked through, water dripping from her hair and clothes
, looking utterly disheveled. Gu Pengfei hadn't expected to meet her
again . He frowned and drove back to the building's underground parking garage.

"Do you have any clothes in your office?" Gu Pengfei knew that although their jobs were different, working overtime late into the night was
commonplace , so he assumed there would be spare clothes in the office.

Sure enough, Guan Ying nodded. Gu Pengfei continued, "Is anyone else in the office?"

Guan Ying nodded again, "A few people are working on a case."

"Take your clothes and come with me."

Although they worked on different floors of the same building, Guan Ying had never been to Gu Pengfei's office before. He had just left, and
the room still retained a slight warmth. A thick, patterned carpet covered the dark gray hardwood floors.
Guan Ying was covered in mud and grime, her hair still dripping wet. She hesitated, wondering whether she should go in, but Gu Pengfei
gestured for her to go first. His face was expressionless, as if he didn't want her there but was too embarrassed to send her away. She not only
felt out of place here, but she had clearly caused him trouble. Guan Ying felt like an intruder; she should
be sensible enough to refuse Gu Pengfei's offer and just find a restroom to change. Gu Pengfei remained silent, turned on the air conditioner to raise
the temperature , and then looked at her with an inscrutable expression. Well, at least he didn't seem impatient; he simply
said in a flat tone, "Change your wet clothes first."

Gu Pengfei didn't open the door until he heard the hum of the hairdryer. Guan Ying had left her complete outfit in the office.
Besides clothes and pants, she also had a full set of toiletries and cosmetics. She had changed into a black cotton outfit
, clinging tightly to her body and accentuating her curves. The exaggeratedly wide neckline made her alluring collarbones almost
within reach . A scarf wrapped around her waist covered her hips and buttocks, softening the overall allure and seduction she exuded.
Gu Pengfei couldn't help but admire this woman; in just a few minutes, she had completely transformed from her
disheveled , reverting to the beautiful, refined, lively, and vibrant Guan Ying he remembered.

She wasn't paying attention to him. Guan Ying's chin rested on her chest, a red and white hairband between her teeth,
her elbows pointing towards the ceiling, the hem of her clothes lifted, revealing her slender, white waist. She skillfully tied her hair up high,
pulling the hairband from between her teeth, and with a few simple movements, she secured her hair tightly, giving her an
indescribable lightness and elegance. Guan Ying turned her head and found Gu Pengfei leaning against the door, his arms loosely crossed in
front of his chest, staring blankly at her.

Gu Pengfei didn't speak, but turned and left again, returning to hand her a freshly brewed cup of tea. Guan Ying
held the cup, noticing tea leaves and foam floating inside. She
tried to stir them with her fingers, but the tea leaves just swirled around the rim. After several attempts, Guan Ying couldn't find a place to drink. Feeling a little embarrassed, she pretended to touch her lips to the tea
and then put it down. Gu Pengfei noticed that Guan Ying hadn't drunk it. He turned and sat back down at the table, lightly touching the mouse, and
the screen lit up.

Guan Ying peeked out, "You're still working? I thought you were going home."

Gu Pengfei said casually, "Just running a program." Guan Ying

took off her socks, revealing her fair feet, her toes, painted with flesh-colored nail polish, playfully curling upwards. She
stuffed her wet clothes, jeans, socks, and shoes into a bag, picked it up, and looked at Gu Pengfei, "I
just called home; my dad's coming to pick me up in a bit."

Gu Pengfei simply nodded, his eyes returning to the computer screen, ignoring her.

Even if Guan Ying was oblivious, she couldn't ignore Gu Pengfei's coldness and indifference towards her. Seeing his distant
attitude made Guan Ying feel uneasy, but she knew that trying to talk to him further would be pointless. Disappointed, she prepared
to leave: "Thank you, I won't bother you anymore, goodbye."

Gu Pengfei remained silent, as if waiting for her to disappear. Guan Ying

grasped the handle, hesitated for a moment, and finally stopped. She turned to face him, and the question blurted out:
"Gu Pengfei, what happened?"

Gu Pengfei glanced at her, slowly lighting a cigarette. "Like what happened?"

"I don't know." Guan Ying waved her hand. "What happened that made me... annoyed, unhappy?"

Gu Pengfei was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "How could that be? You haven't seen me for a year, haven't talked to me..."
"I already said that." He then turned his gaze back to the computer.

Guan Ying suddenly realized that when Gu Pengfei looked at her, he wasn't thinking she was causing him trouble, but rather
blaming her for ignoring him. Guan Ying was both confused and a little aggrieved. She thought for a moment, then put the bag down beside her feet, pulled up a
chair, and sat in the corner. "Do you mind if I wait here? Don't worry, I won't bother you." She then fell silent.

Guan Ying silently watched Gu Pengfei, the man before her serious and aloof. She couldn't read any thoughts on his face. He
didn't say she could stay, only using silence to indicate he didn't object. Since that incident, she had taken his
silence as a sign that he didn't want any further involvement. Guan Ying couldn't say she wasn't disappointed, but it
was an accident after all, and the two hadn't had much interaction before. As time passed, even the disappointment faded.
Now , thinking back, it really had been a year since she'd seen him. Gu Pengfei, seemingly unassuming, had only said one sentence so casually;
it was probably quite remarkable. Guan Ying smiled silently. So he still remembered. It seemed she had been mistaken;
Gu Pengfei didn't feel the way she thought.

Guan Ying hadn't left, and Gu Pengfei was overjoyed. His feelings for her were
confirmed —he wanted Guan Ying, to satisfy himself and to bring her satisfaction. Just now, when Guan Ying was tying her hair, Gu Pengfei almost couldn't
control himself. He wanted to go up to her, hold her tightly, and make love to her passionately until she was unconscious. Since his passionate
encounter with Guan Ying at the restaurant, he hadn't touched another woman… oh, of course, those in brothels didn't count. A
year wasn't a long time, but it wasn't short either. He kept telling himself he should look forward, but the days dragged on, and he remained
wavering between waiting and giving up. He hoped Guan Ying would appear at his door, on the phone, or in an email, or at a friend's gathering,
but they never saw each other again. He couldn't blame her; after all, he had been too rough and barbaric that day, and Guan Ying
had every reason to want nothing to do with him. Now, Guan Ying's decision to stay and her constant staring at him wasn't
a big deal, but it at least showed that he might have been mistaken; Guan Ying didn't seem to feel the way he thought.

Gu Pengfei remained at his computer for a while before finally meeting her gaze. "Did you
hurt ?"

Guan Ying was somewhat surprised that he had taken the initiative to speak to her. "Just a scrape, thanks, Pengfei-ge."

Gu Pengfei noticed her sudden change in address. "I'm not your brother."

Guan Ying pursed her lips and nodded. "That's true. We seem to have had that... intimate contact once."

"Seemed to?"

Guan Ying shrugged. "Isn't that the impression you get? A silly girl's silly actions."

Gu Pengfei retorted directly. "No." "

But you made me feel that way. In the blink of an eye, you acted as if I didn't exist." Guan Ying
paused and shook her head. "Before and after, you always acted aloof,
like Guan Ying couldn't get close."

Gu Pengfei didn't speak again, his face returning to its expressionless, serious look.

Seeing that he wasn't going to respond, Guan Ying changed the subject. "You know what? I've always wondered about something."

Gu Pengfei waited for her to continue.

"How did you become buddies with Meng Xiaolang and Gao Mingyuan?" Guan Ying tilted her head. "They're
both scoundrels. Meng Xiaolang was forced into it, and Gao Mingyuan was spoiled. And you... you're
a really good person in every way."

"Yeah, once you really get to know them, you'll realize they're not actually that bad."

"No, I think..." Guan Ying drew out her words with interest, speaking slowly and deliberately, "Maybe it's
because you're not actually that good."

As she spoke, Guan Ying walked to Gu Pengfei's table. She leaned forward, her hands resting on the edge of the table, her
collar hanging down naturally, her view unobstructed, even her light blue bra clearly visible. If Gu Pengfei
were watching this scene from a purely objective perspective, he would say it was the worst performance he had ever seen. However, he also knew that
Guan Ying had a devilish figure, young and fit, incredibly alluring, and full of temptation.

Gu Pengfei felt a knot in his stomach. He stubbed out his cigarette, picked up a book, and placed it
on the bookshelf beside him, trying to keep his distance from Guan Ying. "What do you mean?"

Guan Ying followed him, grabbing Gu Pengfei's suit collar and pulling him closer. "Everyone says
you're very serious, very proper, very gentlemanly."

"Let me tell you something I don't know."

Guan Ying stood on tiptoe, pulling him even closer until she could almost look him in the eye.
"I tried it once, and it seems that's not entirely true." Then Guan Ying released him, her heels touching the ground.
"Don't worry, I don't have the guts to try a second time. That's why I haven't seen you or spoken to you again."

Guan Ying was about to turn away when Gu Pengfei hooked his arm around hers. She looked up, meeting Gu Pengfei's clear black eyes,
wondering how he could simultaneously project a cool determination and a burning desire. Guan Ying reached out to cover his chest,
but he lowered his head, his face slowly drawing closer. Gu Pengfei didn't speak, only rubbing his nose against her temples
before moving to the sensitive area below her earlobe. A sudden surge of panic and excitement made Guan Ying's throat tighten, unable to speak
. She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, then stood on tiptoe again, trapping his arousal between her legs—
a clear sign of consent.

Gu Pengfei's only thought flashed through his mind: Guan Ying was about to belong to him again.

He reached out and grasped the back of her head, lifting her face towards him, slowly pressing his
lips against hers until they parted. Gu Pengfei began a deep kiss, rhythmically possessing her with his tongue, savoring her sweetness and
the . He pulled Guan Ying closer, his hands roaming over her curves. Guan Ying whimpered softly; he knew he was hurting
her, but he didn't care. If he frightened her, she could push him away, but she didn't run away; her
body was burning, her mouth searing his tongue. Gu Pengfei placed his hands under her legs, lifted her onto
the desk , and encircled Guan Ying's ankles, stroking, exploring, and teasing her legs upwards. Intense lust
electrified him, his entire body throbbing with pleasure.

Gu Pengfei cupped her head and kissed her again, this time deeper and more thoroughly. Guan Ying's legs wrapped around him,
rubbing against his thighs, making him unbearably hot. He shifted slightly, pressing his hard penis
between . The small movement caused him to rub against her, bringing waves of pleasure. If it weren't
for the pants separating them, he would already be inside her. Gu Pengfei couldn't stop his hips from moving back and forth, rubbing
against , the pleasure rising higher and higher until it filled his entire body. Soon, the remaining rationality was overwhelmed by the physical pleasure.
Gu Pengfei could no longer restrain himself.

He reached out and removed Guan Ying's hairband, letting her hair fall loose. Then he unbuttoned Guan Ying's clothes.
He was an expert; the buttons came off faster in his hands than she could do herself. Gu Pengfei removed her
clothes and bra, and then she lay flat on the oversized table. Soon her scarf around her waist was gone, and her
thermal pants and underwear were ripped off as well. When her bare buttocks touched the table, she couldn't help but bounce
up slightly, "Cold."

"I'll warm you up."

Gu Pengfei glanced at the tea Guan Ying had placed on the table, picked it up, and tested the temperature with his fingers—just right.
Gu Pengfei parted her thighs, then tilted his wrist slightly, and the tea flowed from the cup, dripping onto
the hair , seeping along its curves. Guan Ying couldn't help but gasp.

Gu Pengfei simply smiled, tossed the cup aside, and spread her legs wider with both hands. He buried his face
in them , first lingering on her abdomen, then rubbing against her lips, as if trying to savor every drop of tea. Reaching
the peak, he circled her clitoris, tightening with each turn, until Guan Ying trembled and pressed his head against hers.
Gu Pengfei lifted her legs, casually draping them over his shoulders, his mouth never leaving her. He felt her
heightened and smooth skin; Guan Ying was so sensitive that even the slightest touch could make her arch her back, writhing and
moaning from her throat. He had to hold her waist firmly, preventing her from arching away from him. Gu Pengfei curled
his tongue, thrusting it into her passage.

Guan Ying's hands tugged restlessly, unsure whether to want him to stop or continue. However, it didn't matter,
because nothing could stop Gu Pengfei. Just when she thought she was about to collapse, she felt Gu Pengfei
move upwards again, taking that small, sensitive spot into his mouth, squeezing and teasing it. Guan Ying heard herself let out soft gasps, which
quickly turned into unrestrained moans. The situation rapidly spiraled out of control; she suddenly curled up, helplessly
grabbing Gu Pengfei's hand and pressing it hard against her chest, trying to alleviate the
torment with pain. Gu Pengfei continued to suckle until Guan Ying gradually calmed down from her climax. He moved
above her, staring at her with a very strange look. "I'm sure that next time I drink tea, I won't be able to stop
thinking of you."

Guan Ying reached out and pressed her hand against his chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat. Their eyes met, and Guan Ying,
as if hypnotized, was completely absorbed in Gu Pengfei, utterly lost in his gaze. She lifted her head and
placed a kiss on his throat, feeling his pulse pounding beneath her lips. Gu Pengfei's hands moved to her armpits, pulling her up
slightly She clung to him as if melting, her arms and legs wrapping around him, pressing their bodies tightly
together. Gu Pengfei kissed her, and Guan Ying felt as if she were being crushed and swallowed, but he didn't hurt her; her
only pain came from the burning sensation inside her.

Gu Pengfei felt a little dizzy, his mind constantly screaming for a perfect, intimate union.
The anticipation made his whole body ache, and his heart threatened to leap out of his chest. The burning desire almost made him lose control;
he was barely holding on. He half-pulled open his trousers and took himself out; the cool air brought
some clarity to Gu Pengfei's feverish head. Take it slow, he warned himself, don't rush things, this time you have to do it right.
He reached for his wallet, took out a condom, put it on, and then leaned closer to her.

"Guan Ying," Gu Pengfei whispered in her ear, "you taste damn wonderful." He held the tip
, deliberately caressing her core. "Is this okay?"

"More," Guan Ying gasped, passion coursing through her body. "There."

He caressed her again. "Is that so?"

"Don't stop."

He chuckled. "It's too late to stop now."

Gu Pengfei supported his weight with one forearm, lifting Guan Ying's hips slightly, then slowly slid into her body,
becoming inch by inch a part of her, until their bodies were completely joined, seamless. Gu Pengfei
closed his eyes , as if a long-lost part had finally found its home. Whose fault was it? Knowing the fire couldn't be extinguished, he shouldn't
have lit it in the first place; this was the part he had always been afraid to relive. That extreme emptiness transformed into complete satisfaction, and
the sense of loss that had haunted his dreams countless times could finally be cast aside at this moment. Guan Ying was here, tight, warm,
soft, and moist, exactly the same as last time.

Gu Pengfei withdrew slightly and then plunged in again, deeper than before. The burning pain made Guan
Ying stiffen, and she couldn't help but cry out. He cursed under his breath, withdrew slightly, and then slowly pushed himself completely
into her body again. The pain was only temporary; Guan Ying instinctively raised her hips and contracted her muscles, trying to make him go even deeper.
Gu Pengfei's withdrawal was almost torture, yet it was soothed by his renewed penetration. His face was above hers,
gazing into her eyes, the whole world shrinking to this room, this desk, and this man.

Guan Ying knew he was toying with her, deliberately tormenting her with a deep yet slow rhythm. Of course, he might be trying
to remain gentle or restrained. Neither was what she wanted. Guan Ying's breathing grew more rapid, yearning for
what she absolutely needed. She arched her back, her nails digging into his clothes, her legs tightening as she tried to wrap them around
his waist to pull him closer. "I hate it," she choked out, unable to voice her request, but knowing Gu Pengfei
held , it was up to him to give in. "Hurry up."

Gu Pengfei looked at her, a triumphant smile of a man conquering a woman spreading across his face. He whispered her name, grabbed
one of her hands, and began a powerful thrust, accompanied by Guan Ying's increasingly abundant fluids. Each
thrust increased the tension and heat within him. In the still of the night, only their panting and the sounds of
their bodies . Something fell off the table, but Gu Pengfei didn't care. He lifted himself up, holding her hips
with both hands , and lowered his head to carefully examine himself moving in and out of Guan Ying's body,
his thick member rubbing, sliding, and filling her. She twisted her hips to match each of his thrusts, accepting everything he gave her.
Gu Pengfei's rhythm quickened, becoming more fervent, her body contracting tighter and tighter, the fierce orgasms making her
sob and cry out. She reached her climax first, wave after wave of intense orgasms crashing over her body, her convulsing muscles enveloping
his rock-hard excitement.

Guan Ying's cheeks flushed red, as if she had a fever, her eyes glazed over. Gu Pengfei knew he
was about to ejaculate. Under normal circumstances, he would slow down and withdraw temporarily, but he had thought of her for so
long , and now he had lost patience. Gu Pengfei lifted Guan Ying's hips, allowing her to receive him more completely. He...
He thrust into her again, until he felt the violent pulling and overwhelming impact. He
cursed , bent over, and pressed himself tightly against Guan Ying, burying his face in the crook of her neck, a groan escaping from deep within his chest, before his semen
gushed out.

In the aftermath, Gu Pengfei's heavy body still held her firmly against the table, listening to each other's shallow
breathing and heartbeats, lost in their intimate world, unwilling to leave her. Gu Pengfei's
face was filled with possessiveness and masculine satisfaction, his gaze simultaneously searching her face, praying that regret wouldn't appear on her
expression. Guan Ying looked exhausted yet full of energy; she smiled sweetly at him, her eyes sparkling,
her fingers gently brushing the hair from his forehead. Gu Pengfei took her hand, kissed her fingers, then her forehead,
cheek , neck, all the way down to her chest, opening his mouth to take a cherry. This wasn't enough, far from enough; he wanted
her again.

Someone coughed.

Gu Pengfei snapped back to reality from his lust, almost forgetting to breathe. Unable to see Guan Ying's
clothes , Gu Pengfei paused, only able to cover himself with his hand after carefully removing his lips from her chest.
He slowly looked up, assuming it was Guan Ying's father; she had just said he would pick her up. It was all his fault; he should have
told Guan Ying he would take her home sooner, perhaps they could have spent the whole night together. But now it was too late;
he had to face an angry, furious father. Gu Pengfei frantically searched his mind for ways to apologize to her father
. Undoubtedly, he had taken advantage of Guan Ying; he needed to explain what had happened, if he
could .

The person standing at the door wasn't Guan Ying's father, but a new intern, Zhou Li. Only nineteen years old,
eager to learn and eager to please. He had a baby face that still looked somewhat childish, and at this moment, that baby face was
flushed red. "Sorry."

Gu Pengfei first let out a long sigh of relief, then anger swept over him. "Get out."

Zhou Li nodded nervously, but couldn't help continuing to explain, "I knocked on the door, I didn't expect..."

"Get out." Gu Pengfei didn't raise his voice, but his tone was even lower and more frightening.

"Yes, yes." The young man said "sorry" several times as he closed the door.

Only when the room was quiet again did Guan Ying sit up. Gu Pengfei had already tucked his shirt into his pants and
zipped it up, instantly returning to his impeccably dressed state, while she was completely naked.
Guan Ying unconsciously covered her chest with one hand and rummaged through her clothes with the other.
Red marks were already visible on her neck, chest, and legs, her cheeks were a deep blush, her rose-colored lips were bruised, and her hair was a mess, making her
look weak, disheveled, and ravaged. Looking at his "masterpiece," Gu Pengfei's desire for her surged
again , making him want to push her down onto the table once more. However, he knew he couldn't touch her again; Guan Ying's father
might indeed appear at the door. In any case, having his daughter naked and pinned beneath him was certainly not
the best way to introduce them. This time, he was lucky.

"Xiao Zhou is a new intern; he won't tell anyone,"

Guan Ying simply nodded and quickly put on her clothes. Gu Pengfei immediately noticed Guan Ying's defensiveness and dejection. He
pulled her close, draping his coat over her shoulders. "Is there anything I can do for you?" As if it wasn't bad enough,
he added, "Let me do something for you."

Was Gu Pengfei trying to distance himself again? Was he trying to make her feel better, to make her feel better, and to make himself feel better too? Guan
Ying shook her head, indicating he was being unnecessary, while simultaneously shaking off her disappointment. Whose fault was it? Knowing
the fire couldn't be extinguished, she shouldn't have lit it in the first place. She focused her attention on his coat, which was filled with his warmth and scent, pulling up the collar to bury
half her face in it, unconsciously inhaling deeply as if she could inhale his aroma into her lungs.

Seeing her silent rejection, Gu Pengfei cursed inwardly. He knew Guan Ying was different from other women;
in fact he had known from the beginning. More importantly, he knew he was different. If he didn't act immediately, Guan Ying would
once again walk out of his life. He thought for a moment, then took her hand. "I'm going fishing this weekend,
come with me."

"Why?" She tried to pull her hand away, but couldn't overcome his strength.

"I like fishing, you'll come with me."

Guan Ying knew he was trying to 'compensate' her in another way, but inexplicably felt happy. "Although I have a premonition I'll
regret it, I'll still say yes."

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