【The Fate of Men and Women of Temperament】(The End) Author: Golden Years

Author: Golden Years Word
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Part 1: Whoever's love or hate is responsible for their own business.

When the doorbell rang, Gao Mingyuan was slowly thrusting into Zhao Ya, gripping her slender waist. He ignored
the ringing and instead penetrated even deeper. Zhao Ya cooperated by pressing her body down and lifting her buttocks, forming a beautiful arc,
especially alluring from Gao Mingyuan's angle and height. Zhao Ya was already very wet. Gao Mingyuan controlled
the rhythm, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, feeling the woman in front of him gradually lose strength, finally resigned to her fate, barely able to hold
herself up and let him ravage her. Gao Mingyuan didn't care about that, still immersed in the enjoyment of his penis rubbing against the vaginal walls. He
could feel his excitement gradually building, soon to overflowing. Gao Mingyuan skillfully pressed Zhao Ya's
buttocks tightly against his and thrust hard, stopping abruptly in the final sprint. Streams of semen gushed out, and he
let out a comfortable groan.

Gao Mingyuan carefully pulled out his condom, checked it to make sure it wasn't leaking, and threw it in the trash.
He then picked up the cigarettes and lighter from the bedside table and leaned against the headboard to smoke. Zhao Ya lay limply beside him,
her body still twitching slightly from her orgasm. Her hair was disheveled and spread across the pillow, her exposed breasts
flushed from Gao Mingyuan's caresses. She twisted her waist, slightly raising and tilting her thighs, a classic seductive pose.
Zhao Ya was undoubtedly an expert at how to present her most beautiful self to a man.

The doorbell rang again. Gao Mingyuan frowned. He knew Zhao Ya had more than one man, but he was still a little annoyed that someone would come at this
hour : "Who's so annoying!"

Zhao Ya giggled, and said softly in a high-pitched voice, "Go see!"

Gao Mingyuan didn't hesitate, immediately lifting the covers and walking naked to the door. He opened the door and was taken
aback when he saw who it was, then blurted out, "Damn, what are you doing here?"

Meng Xiaolang, standing in the doorway, smiled and said, "You weren't home, so I came here to try my luck."

Gao Mingyuan took a step back to let him in, then turned and went into the bathroom. After showering, he came out to see Meng Xiaolang leaning against
the bedroom doorframe, chatting with Zhao Ya. Zhao Ya was still completely naked, with only a corner of a thin blanket draped over her buttocks. She was lying face
down on the bed, elbows propped on the edge, smoking a cigarette, occasionally adjusting
her hair. Her breasts swayed slightly, making her look even more alluring. Gao Mingyuan snorted and
walked over to put on his clothes and pants. "Should I make room for you two?"

Meng Xiaolang ignored Gao Mingyuan and said to Zhao Ya on the bed, "Sorry, I have something urgent to discuss with Gao Er. I hope
I haven't interrupted your... fun."

Zhao Ya chuckled. "Oh, no, you've come at the perfect time. In fact, would you like to join
us and have breakfast with us..." She paused deliberately.

Meng Xiaolang grinned and shook his head. "No thanks."

The two went out and got into the car. Only then did Gao Mingyuan ask again, "What's the matter?"

"Why didn't you answer your mom's phone?"

"I was busy."

Meng Xiaolang rolled her eyes at him and focused on driving.

Gao Mingyuan continued, "Where are we going?"

"The hospital."

"Hmm?"

"Zhuang Ping."

Gao Mingyuan frowned. "What trick is she playing this time?" " Slitting

her wrists."

Gao Mingyuan shrank back. "Wow, she's got some nerve, isn't she afraid of pain!" He didn't
seem worried at all, knowing it must have been his mother who sent Meng Xiaolang to take him to the hospital. Since Meng Xiaolang could still flirt and chat with
Zhao Ya , he figured Zhuang Ping couldn't be seriously injured.

Meng Xiaolang sighed in agreement. "Your mother has already gone to see her." He thought for a moment and then said, "Zhuang Ping
is a nice , and she cares about you so much, why don't you give it a try, maybe..."

Zhuang Ping's family and Gao Mingyuan's family were very familiar with each other, so they weren't strangers. In fact, both families really hoped
to get the two of them together, but Zhuang Ping and Gao Mingyuan showed no interest. Although they often hung out together,
they each went their own way, even betting on who would sleep with all of the other's friends first. Until one day, the two finally slept
together, but based on past experience, it was just for fun. Unexpectedly, Zhuang Ping fell in love and became obsessed with Gao Mingyuan,
now even threatening suicide, which annoyed him greatly.

"Fine. Whoever loves or hates is responsible for it. Her affairs have nothing to do with me."

"Your second brother didn't think that way back then."

"I only misjudged this one." Gao Mingyuan impatiently scratched his hair. "Didn't you misjudge someone too? Just because
you accepted her doesn't mean I should."

Meng Xiaolang ignored his sarcasm. He stopped the car. "If you're not going to the hospital, then get out. I'll
take Qi Qi to a seminar later."

Gao Mingyuan grinned. "Ah, be careful. What seminar? The main thing is all about eating, drinking,
and having fun ."

Meng Xiaolang looked at him suspiciously. "What nonsense are you talking about?" "Do you

think I don't know these things?" Gao Mingyuan thought for a moment, then pulled his foot back from the car door.
"How about this, I'll do you a favor and go with Qi Qi to keep an eye on her for you."

Meng Xiaolang sneered. With Zhuang Ping causing such a scene, Gao Mingyuan definitely wouldn't be able to stay home these days;
he knew perfectly well Gao Mingyuan was looking for a place to lay low. "You can hide for a day, but you can't hide forever."

"Look at you, I love parties the most—food, drinks, and women."

Just as Gao Mingyuan had predicted, the seminar Qi Qi attended was a huge affair, with the organizers inviting many
foreign experts and professors. Although Gao Mingyuan knew nothing about the subject, it didn't stop him from getting involved, and he
made quite a few acquaintances in two days. On the last day, the conference booked an entire hotel lobby for a banquet for all members. He leaned against a
pillar, idly swirling his wine glass. A woman of unknown identity smiled at him from time to time not far away. He had no doubt
what she wanted, but her fashionable attire was exactly like Zhuang Ping's. Although he hadn't found a suitable target tonight,
he had no interest in a second round of intimate encounters with Zhuang Ping.

Gao Mingyuan walked to the other end of the hall, avoiding the woman's gaze. He overheard a
Chinese person speaking a foreign language in a low voice among a group of people nearby; upon closer inspection, he realized it was Dutch. He couldn't help but take another look. The woman
was young, with delicate features, a full nose, and a small, rosy chin. She
wore a simple coat over a long red dress, the V-neck revealing glimpses of her delicate collarbone.
She wasn't overly dressed, only wearing a necklace around her long neck. She stood straight with her legs together,
her gaze unwavering , occasionally interjecting a few words during the conversation. Quiet and serene, she exuded a maturity
and intelligence unique to women. Gao Mingyuan was quite surprised, somewhat disbelieving his good fortune: "It's her!"

Hu Jing suppressed a yawn as she listened to the endless chatter of the people in front of her. Her boss had assured her that this job was merely interpreting
two presentations, but these Dutchmen weren't there for a conference or a free trip; they genuinely wanted to find
collaboration opportunities. They'd dragged her around, chatting and building rapport with people, discussing potential future research projects. Two days had
been incredibly boring, and Hu Jing was determined to relax on this last night. A bath and sauna would sound
wonderful. Suddenly, she sensed a man staring at her from a distance. He had a square face, thick eyebrows,
high cheekbones, a straight nose, thin lips, and a slightly languid look in his eyes.
A smile he raised his glass and nodded slightly to her. "Hmm...maybe there are better options."

Hu Jing didn't respond immediately, continuing to listen to the conversation between the two people. After a while, the conversation ended, and the people
went to the tables to refill their drinks. She exchanged a few more words with the two bald foreigners in the crowd before stepping back and becoming alone.
Looking around, her gaze finally landed on Gao Mingyuan. She glanced at him briefly and then
walked , her steps steady and unhurried.

Gao Mingyuan deliberately slowed down a few steps to follow her to the platform entrance. It was late summer, early autumn, the weather was clear, and the cool night
breeze felt particularly comfortable on his face. Many people were either talking or smoking on the platform. Gao Mingyuan
searched through the crowd as if no one else was there, finally spotting his target standing in the corner of the railing. She slightly raised her head, gazing into the distance, as if trying to discern
the stars . Gao Mingyuan walked towards her without hesitation.

"Hey! The air's so fresh, I can even see the stars."

Hu Jing withdrew her gaze, took two steps back, and smirked. "So easy."

Gao Mingyuan ignored the implication and pressed himself almost against her. "You're lucky to have met
someone so understanding . And let me remind you, I spotted you first in the lobby." He said with a smile, "Seeing
you made me feel like I'd seen you before, and I figured I couldn't miss this opportunity to get to know you."

A tired old way of trying to get close, Hu Jing scoffed. "Tacky."

Gao Mingyuan didn't care. "So what if it's tacky? As long as it's good."

Hu Jing indeed sized him up again. Gao Mingyuan was wearing a dark gray suit, a white cotton shirt, and a dark
blue silk tie. He was dressed impeccably, clearly dressed specifically for this seminar. This man
lacked the scholarly air of a university professor and the mercenary air of a pharmaceutical company executive. Hu Jing was a little unsure
what he did for a living, but it didn't matter. He was just an arrogant, self-important young man
—harmless, to sum him up in one word.

"Finished reading?" Gao Mingyuan raised an eyebrow. "Not bad?"

Hu Jing challenged, "Is that all you've got?"

Gao Mingyuan wasn't offended. He thought for a moment, then raised his hand and drew an arc towards the night sky. "How many do you recognize?"

Hu Jing looked up. "Polaris isn't bright, but at least its position is relatively fixed." She pointed in a direction. "That's
Ursa Minor, and next to it is Ursa Major."

"Do you know the story of Ursa Major?"

"Stop! I'm not seventeen or eighteen anymore. Don't give me that tragic love story," Hu Jing said dismissively.
"The wife deals with the mistress, and the husband just erects a monument for her,"

Gao Mingyuan laughed heartily. He moved behind her, gazing at the sky with her. "Looking at the stars here
isn't very interesting. If you want to go, go to a sparsely populated, arid place, like Qinghai-Tibet or Yunnan-Guizhou. But speaking of conditions,
of course, America is better. Hawaii has Mauna Kea, where many countries have set up observatories.
The starry sky under a high-powered telescope looks completely different."

Gao Mingyuan leaned closer, his chest lightly brushing against Hu Jing's shoulder. This time, she didn't flinch
, leaning against Gao Mingyuan's chest, while he placed his hands on her waist. Hu Jing's breathing quickened,
and the faint scent of her perfume gradually intensified. "Of course, even at its best, you can only see the Northern Hemisphere's starry sky.
To see the whole thing, you have to go to the other half of the Earth," Gao Mingyuan tried to maintain the conversation, to conceal that he was already intoxicated by
the sweet feeling Hu Jing brought him.

"You really like stargazing?" Hu Jing's words were somewhat indistinct. She felt Gao Mingyuan's hand press harder, pulling her
closer until his cheek was against her hair.

"I love everything that's happening right now," he whispered.

Gao Mingyuan's hand slowly moved over Hu Jing's waist until his strong, muscular arm covered her
lower abdomen. Hu Jing's thoughts swirled, a wave of heat washing over her, making her legs feel weak. She was certain it wasn't
the weather ; Hu Jing could stand in any climate, but at this moment, with Gao Mingyuan's body surrounding her,
she felt as if the air had been sucked away, making it hard to breathe.

Gao Mingyuan turned Hu Jing around, and through her cotton suit, he spread his palms to support her back.
Slowly placed his hand on her shoulders, pulling her closer, lowering his head until his lips could brush against hers,
then he couldn't resist lightly licking them with the tip of his tongue. Hu Jing's body stiffened, but she didn't resist, so he went deeper,
caressing her lips, tasting, teasing, and indulging in the sensation. He had expected her to resist because of the directness, but
unexpectedly, when he entered her lips, she even obediently allowed him to enter.

Gao Mingyuan withdrew slightly, gazing at her face: "Tell me your name."

She hesitated, "Why?"

"Because," he paused, "I only sleep with women who have names."

Gao Mingyuan regretted saying this as soon as he finished speaking, but he quickly dismissed the thought. Perhaps it was a bit direct, but he
wasn't lying, and she should know what he wanted.

"Vixen."

Gao Mingyuan frowned, "No, I mean your real name."

"My name is Hu Jing." Gao Mingyuan

was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but chuckle softly, "Gao Mingyuan."

"You don't need to tell me, I don't care."

He weighed the woman in front of him, "Your room?" This kind of thing had to be done in one go.

Hu Jing shook her head: "Yours, please."

Gao Mingyuan stepped aside in a 'please' gesture, then casually put his arm around her shoulder and led her to the hotel room.

"What would you like to drink?" Gao Mingyuan's voice was slightly hoarse with excitement.

"Anything." She took off her coat and draped it over the back of the chair, then sat down, stroking her neck and slowly turning around.
After a long day, she was a little tired.

"I can ask customer service to bring some wine; fine wine is a powerful tool for seducing women."

"You don't need to use wine to seduce women," Hu Jing said. "At least this one doesn't."

Gao Mingyuan came up behind her, released her hands, and massaged her neck and shoulders. "You know what? You're
special . Are you married?" She didn't have a wedding ring, but that didn't mean anything.

"Nothing special," Hu Jing replied softly. Gao Mingyuan was very experienced with massages. At first, she felt a little
sore , then she got used to it, and finally she closed her eyes and began to enjoy the comfort and relaxation it brought. "Are you afraid I'll cling
to you? Don't worry, I'm an adult, and I've always believed that adulthood means being able to take responsibility for yourself."

Gao Mingyuan was a little surprised and asked cautiously, "Including?"

"Feelings, love and hate, choices, and of course, work and life, it's actually everything."

Her eyes were still closed, and her whole body became more and more relaxed. Hu Jing let out a satisfied sigh. “If
we make love, it’s because we both want it, not because you try to seduce me with kisses, caresses, and wine
, nor because you made any promises you can’t guarantee.”

Gao Mingyuan noticed she hadn’t answered the question about 'marital status,’ clearly she didn’t want to discuss personal matters with him. His
hand lingered on her back, gazing at her for a long time. He took a deep breath and cleared his throat. “Do you want us
to make love ?”

“I’m here, aren’t I? My body wants it.” Hu Jing answered without hesitation. “My emotions
don’t mind either, my reason is always saying no, but it can’t outrun my body and emotions, and I want to give it
some time to catch up.”

The standard massage turned into seductive caresses, Gao Mingyuan’s fingers gently moving across her collarbone towards her chest,
Hu Jing’s body temperature gradually rose, and she opened her eyes. When Gao Mingyuan saw the desire in her eyes, neither of them
needed more words. His hand left Hu Jing and he took two steps back, Gao Mingyuan said in a deep voice, “Stand up,
come here.”

The man’s rugged features and challenging tone were extremely alluring to Hu Jing. She stood up and walked to his side
, clinging to his shoulders. Gao Mingyuan placed his hands on her waist and began to kiss her, his kisses shifting between tenderness and insistence,
teasing and force. Hu Jing completely succumbed to his hot and sweet kisses. Her legs went weak, and she
instinctively gripped him tighter, her hips moving towards Gao Mingyuan, pressing against him. After a moment, Hu Jing felt a tightness and pain in her chest,
and her legs were swollen and wet. She desperately stood on tiptoe to deepen her kiss, pressing her chest against him,
the pressure relieving the pain slightly.

Gao Mingyuan growled, becoming even more proactive. His tongue plunged deep into her mouth, swirling and dancing.
At the same time he pulled her skirt up to her waist, his hands slipping inside her panties, cupping her buttocks. She was cool,
while his hands were hot; this contrast made her gasp and lean forward. Her whole body ached more, her lower abdomen rising and falling slightly as she found
his firm erection, slowly rubbing against it, instinctively seeking relief.

Gao Mingyuan lowered himself slightly, pulling down her stockings and panties, sliding them down to her ankles. "Step out."

She obediently complied, her heart pounding.

"Open your eyes."

She continued, gazing into his eyes in the dim room. The bed touched the back of her knees, and he
released her, letting her lie down. Hu Jing barely had time to feel the cold sheets beneath her bare buttocks before Gao Mingyuan's heavy, muscular
body covered her, using his knees to spread her thighs while unzipping his pants. Hu Jing
looked at him through her half-open eyes, somewhat dazed, yet the intense feeling and desire were so real. She needed
a man, Hu Jing didn't deny it, but lying in bed with a stranger, her panties on the floor, her skirt pulled up to her waist,
she wasn't sure how she could be so desperate.

The first time his hardness touched her, it felt astonishing; it was a real invasion. Hu Jing's eyes
widened in surprise, her fingers digging into his shoulders. Gao Mingyuan met her gaze, his massive body pressing her onto
the mattress , entering her completely with a smooth, steady motion. Hu Jing's body
arched , her legs wrapping around Gao Mingyuan's waist. His smooth, thick body penetrated incredibly deeply, causing her to unconsciously
writhe and squirm around him. He held her firmly, slightly withdrawing before thrusting in again, his gaze fixed intently on her face. Hu Jing
couldn't stop gasping; this primal pleasure felt almost like torture. Her heart pounded wildly against her chest,
her hands desperately gripping him, as if being torn apart by an uncontrollable force within her.

She heard herself begging, begging him to give her everything she wanted.

Gao Mingyuan enjoyed watching women suffer in bed, especially when that suffering was inflicted upon her by him. He loved hearing
her beg for mercy, especially since only he could give her what she desired. And he only wanted her. Gao Mingyuan pulled back
and again and again, until she began to reach climax. He showed no mercy; at this moment, Gao Mingyuan
understood her urgency better than she did. In wave after wave, what Hu Jing needed wasn't gentleness or caution,
but his relentless control, his unbridled rampage within her. He spread Hu Jing's legs wide enough that she couldn't control them.
She convulsed, arching her body, moaning and screaming, oscillating between torment and pleasure.

Finally, her spasms gradually subsided, and she lay limply beneath him, exhausted. He
didn't stop there, still holding her body firmly beneath him, thrusting forcefully. Her body swayed in
rhythm with his until he reached his climax. He lay on top of her, both of their chests heaving violently,
struggling to breathe. After a while, Gao Mingyuan lifted himself up, and Hu Jing saw him pull off the condom, look at it, and then
throw it away. She was somewhat dazed, not remembering when he had put it on, and then thankful that Gao Mingyuan was a cautious man.

Gao Mingyuan faced her again, still kneeling between her parted legs. He lowered his eyelids and began to focus on taking
off her skirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it aside, then skillfully unhooking her bra and removing it as well. Despite
their recent intimacy, she was still somewhat shy. Naked and with her legs spread, the fact that a
man, lay between her made her feel as if she didn't recognize herself. Although his trousers were pulled up to his legs,
and he should have been limp and weak after passion, his swollen manhood still stood erect beneath his shirt, throbbing with arousal.

Hu Jing covered her breasts with one hand, while the other began to fumble for the sheets. Gao Mingyuan realized she was trying to cover herself; he
grabbed her wrists, pinning them to either side of her head, her nipples taut under his gaze. He smiled, bent down, and licked
her left nipple, circling it with his tongue before gently biting it. A wave of heat washed over her. She gasped, writhing helplessly.
She tried to break free by moving her wrists, not by pushing him away, but by clinging to him and continuing.

Gao Mingyuan suckled at her, pressing her nipples forcefully into his mouth, teasing her with his tongue. His bent-over
position caused his hard tip to rub against her swollen folds, exploring the entrance. Hu Jing held her breath,
arching her hips to meet him. He pulled away slightly from her, forcefully pulling off his shirt and tossing it aside, quickly putting on another
condom, then covering her again. Hu Jing raised her arms, gripping the pillow beside her head tightly, making her breasts stand
even more erect, and he unhesitatingly took them into his mouth.

Gao Mingyuan slightly raised his body, one hand slowly moving towards her abdomen, finally stopping between her open
legs . Hu Jing was extremely swollen from the previous lovemaking, almost unable to withstand the
teasing of two thick fingers inside her. She trembled and gasped, unable to help but cry out in pain, turning her head to the side and biting the corner of the pillow, trying to suppress
the sound .

A surge of excitement coursed through her. "You're so tight," Gao Mingyuan murmured, kissing her throat. "Did I
hurt you?"

"Not really," she stammered, barely able to speak. His fingers pressed deeper inside her, his thumb
rubbing her clitoris in circles. "Oh, God." Heat coursed through her body, and she arched her back, feeling
another surge of excitement, even stronger than before.

Gao Mingyuan moved closer, causing her trembling legs to spread wider. He withdrew his fingers, replacing them with his erect penis,
burying himself deep inside her. He began to ride her again, and Hu Jing let out even softer, more
seductive moans, followed by spasms. He restrained his impulses, fiercely and carefully responding to her desires
until she reached another climax before releasing himself. Both of them breathed heavily. Gao Mingyuan threw away the condom and pulled Hu Jing
into his arms. Neither of them spoke, they simply embraced, feeling each other's presence, their emotions gradually calming down.
Then they smiled at each other.

"How do you feel?" Gao Mingyuan's voice shifted to a seductive tone, both gentle and deep.

"Between us?"

Hu Jing felt wonderful. This kind of sex, devoid of emotion, might be dismissed by some as no different from animalistic sex.
Hu Jing, on the contrary, found that precisely its charm. No need for emotions, no past entanglements, discarding all the so-called sophisticated and
civilized , leaving only the animalistic side. The only difference between the two was their gender, and what they
shared were the most basic, primal needs and union, allowing them to simply enjoy the pleasure. No wonder one-night stands
were so sought after, and Gao Mingyuan was a master at it. He didn't need to understand her,
only .

How was her performance? The usually confident Hu Jing was unsure this time. Recalling her earlier impatience
, those pleas, moans, and terrifying screams, oh my god, she knew without a mirror that she must have looked
incredibly ugly. Hu Jing felt a surge of heat rush to her neck. She turned her head to one side, avoiding his gaze. "It's alright."
Hu Jing secretly rejoiced that they wouldn't see each other again. Once Gao Mingyuan was over, she could forget her
embarrassing moment—another great advantage of a one-night stand.

Gao Mingyuan was somewhat surprised and was about to say something. Hu Jing, however, seemed unwilling to continue the topic. She got up,
went to the bathroom, and took a towel to dry herself.

Gao Mingyuan sat up. "Want to wash up?"

Hu Jing replied without hesitation, "I'll go back to the room to wash up later."

He understood her unspoken meaning: it was over. Gao Mingyuan didn't want her to leave and had intended to have her stay the night,
but seeing that Hu Jing had already started cleaning up,

he sat on the edge of the bed, quickly dressing, and said, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course."

"You just said that you only sleep with women whose names are known."

Even Gao Mingyuan himself thought it was terrible.

She brushed a strand of hair from her forehead. "Do you do this often?"

Gao Mingyuan sat up straight. "What do you want to know? Do I often have sex? Or do I often have sex with strange women?"

She thought for a moment. "The latter, I guess."

Gao Mingyuan suppressed a smile; his rudeness seemed never to have offended her. "No," he
pulled close and kissed the corner of her lips, "Never...until now, until with you."

She looked at him, weighing the credibility of his words. "Including the paid kind?"

He chuckled and shook his head. "I only have sex with women I know well."

Hu Jing returned his kiss and walked towards the door. She turned to him. "Anyway, once we walk out this door,
we'll be strangers."

Two: You broke the rules; this isn't a good sign.

Gao Mingyuan felt somewhat embarrassed. He reminded himself that he didn't intend to pursue Hu Jing; he just wanted to see her, nothing
more. Watching Hu Jing leave the room that day, and seeing the 'okay' and 'unknown' she left behind, filled him
with an unprecedented sense of resentment and anger. Back home, he asked a friend for help, hoping to find Hu Jing's information online
. He only knew her name and the conference, but that was enough for a computer enthusiast like Gu Pengfei.

"One time isn't enough," Gu Pengfei frowned, "You want to go and ruin someone else's life."

"Look at what you're saying, it's all consensual, when have I ever forced anyone!"

With Gu Pengfei's help, Gao Mingyuan discovered that Hu Jing's major wasn't biology; she was a
Dutch translator invited by the conference, specifically to act as a mouthpiece for two professors from the Netherlands. Gao Mingyuan first tried to probe, but Hu Jing's
attitude was clear: emails and text messages went unanswered, and phone calls were immediately hung up upon. He had
Hu Jing , knowing he shouldn't come looking for her. In these kinds of one-night stands, the key is to have a good time first, then say goodbye;
the worst thing is to reconnect. Gao Mingyuan almost turned and left, wanting to end it all there, to
cut ties forever.

Almost.

As Gao Mingyuan stood in front of the translation company's entrance, he immediately spotted Hu Jing sitting by the window not far away. She
was dressed in standard work attire: a white shirt under a suit jacket, paired with a matching off-the-shoulder skirt
and high heels. Hu Jing was facing away from him, quietly talking to someone. Before he could decide whether to go forward or leave,
a middle-aged woman sitting near the door noticed him first: "Who are you looking for?"

With nowhere to retreat, Gao Mingyuan felt a sense of destiny, and the burden in his heart completely vanished.
Without saying a word, he pointed to Hu Jing and then walked straight to her desk, acting as if they were old acquaintances: "Hi, Hu Jing. I brought you the materials I asked you to translate last time." He had come prepared, calmly handing over
the folder in his hand .

Hu Jing turned her head and saw Gao Mingyuan standing in front of her. She was stunned and didn't even realize that she had reached out
and taken the so-called documents. Her colleague, who had been talking to her, wasn't annoyed at being interrupted.
Instead, she said politely, "Hu Jing is excellent. You can trust her to translate for you."

Gao Mingyuan smiled and greeted her colleague, "I know she's great. We just worked together recently, and I was
very impressed."

The colleague nodded, "Although she's young, she's eager to learn and improves quickly."

Gao Mingyuan seemed to agree wholeheartedly, "Young and energetic, that's why I came to see her again, hoping
to ask her to continue."

Hu Jing listened to their conversation, her face growing increasingly red. Her colleague assumed she was just embarrassed by the praise, but only
Hu Jing and Gao Mingyuan knew that he was talking about something completely different. Hu Jing pretended to quickly flip through the documents in the folder
: "Someone translated something similar before. Come to the archives, I'll find it for you."

Hu Jing quickly led Gao Mingyuan to the corridor, lowering her voice and enunciating each word: "
What the hell ?"

Gao Mingyuan felt that Hu Jing would explode at the slightest spark. "You didn't reply to my emails, and you didn't answer
my calls. Considering I went to great lengths to find you..."

"You're completely unreasonable," Hu Jing said through gritted teeth. "Can you tell me why you're
here annoying? Just because I didn't reply to you? You seem to have forgotten that I don't know you!"

Hu Jing turned to leave after speaking, but Gao Mingyuan quickly caught up with her. He grabbed her waist and pulled her to a quiet
corner away from the eyes of passersby. Just as she was about to struggle, he whispered in her ear: "Hey, we're not finished yet."

"Now we're finished." She faced him angrily. "If you think I'd ever be with you again—"

Hu Jing didn't finish her sentence, watching Gao Mingyuan raise his eyebrows, waiting for her to continue. Her wariness immediately rose: "You're
putting so much effort into this, could it be that you've fallen in love with me?" Though she said it aloud, her expression was more like,
'Are you trying to kill me?'

"Don't be so presumptuous, I just want to fuck you."

As if she needed proof, Gao Mingyuan took a step closer and kissed her forcefully. He became smug and triumphant when her resistance finally
softened , and when she couldn't help but wrap her arms around his neck, he wanted to shout victory. However, he
only devoured her mouth more frantically, even making himself a little alarmed. Because he realized that this was
the real reason he had sought out Hu Jing. He did want to fuck her. Not seeing her smile, her defiant temper, and
those had made his desire for her grow stronger every day. But he wanted more; he wanted to conquer her,
devour her, make her dependent on him. Just like that, her reason rejected him, yet she had no choice but to succumb to desire.

Hu Jing's soft breasts pressed tightly against his chest, which Gao Mingyuan took as an invitation. His hands roamed freely,
sliding from her back to her shapely buttocks, then up her ribs, his thumbs gliding along
the inside of her thighs. Hu Jing was terrified; someone could discover them at any moment. Yet, at the same time, what he was doing to her was so
wicked. Tension and excitement clashed within her, making her involuntarily curl up into his palms.

"Touch me," he commanded. His fingers probed deeper, continuing their inappropriate caresses. She
grabbed his hand, but he simply placed it inside his trousers, caressing his hard, erect erection. She exerted some
force , intending to tell him not to go too far, but he only groaned, "Yes, that's it."

"We have to stop," she forced herself back, her face flushed and slightly breathless.

"We're not finished yet," Gao Mingyuan protested.

Hu Jing tried to argue, making a move to push him away, but Gao Mingyuan held her tightly. Without a word, he glanced
around, then gently pulled Hu Jing into the women's restroom. Luckily, no one was inside. He locked
them in one of the stalls, brazenly reaching under her shirt to unhook her bra,
pulling it back from her shoulders until her breasts were free. Her arms were pinned behind her back, making her breasts even more prominent.
Gao Mingyuan's burning gaze fell on her chest, and her breathing became labored.

"You're fucking beautiful," he said in a low, husky voice.

Gao Mingyuan's frank and explicit tone captivated her; his undisguised lust showed that he wanted her now,
and only her. Her last resistance vanished, and she was lost in his aura. Hu Jing even thrust her chest forward for his
scrutiny, making his bright eyes shine with even stronger desire.

"Is that so?" she gasped, her cheeks flushing red with urgency.

Gao Mingyuan heard her urgency and gave her a forceful look. His hands slid down to her breasts,
gently cupping them, while his other hand pulled her close to his waist, showering her neck and throat with countless
fiery kisses. His rough hands kneaded her breasts, his thumbs joining in, teasing the nipples.
She knew she was being too bold, but the sensation was so exhilarating and delicate, she couldn't resist. Hu Jing
felt increasingly hot and painful; she forgot her shyness, her reason vanished. She didn't know
what was happening to her, she didn't even care. Yes, she welcomed his caresses, desperately wanting more.

Gao Mingyuan knew what she wanted. He opened his mouth wide and pressed a kiss, like a brand, onto her breast, sucking
one of breasts into his mouth. His tongue licked the nipple, creating waves of heat that washed over her body; Hu Jing's lower abdomen
tightened, her blood boiled. When he added the gentle nibbling of his teeth, Hu Jing felt like she was going crazy, completely convinced he wasn't finished, that
she might already die from the overwhelming pleasure. Gao Mingyuan was turning her into a strange, erotic creature, one
she couldn't control. Her upper body trembled, while her lower body burned. Seemingly anticipating her feelings, Gao Mingyuan
reached behind her to unzip her off-the-shoulder skirt. His hand moved down from the front opening, lingering on her abdomen
for a moment before his fingers slid between her legs, slowly exploring through her panties.

This intimate caress made her begin to writhe: "No, this…no."

Gao Mingyuan heard her murmur. He kissed her, his tongue probing inside while his fingers continued to caress her lower body.
The intense stimulation made her tiptoe and sway her hips, wanting more. He rubbed her wantonly, hot and
slippery , until the wetness seeped through her panties. He must have felt it too, and became even bolder. A tingling pain
and torment gradually built up between Hu Jing's legs like a wall; her most private parts began to swell,
unbearably so. She needed that wall to collapse, desperately needed it. Suddenly, Gao Mingyuan withdrew his hand and began to caress her
breasts instead. Before, that had been welcome, but now it wasn't enough. Her lips escaped his, pleading.
"What are you doing!"

Gao Mingyuan chuckled hoarsely, taking a step back and lowering the toilet seat. Hu Jing knelt before him,
unbuckling her belt, buttons, and zipper, slowly pulling his penis out of her underwear. Ignoring the loosely hanging
clothes, she took off her stockings, pulled her skirt up to her waist, and slowly sat down. Gao Mingyuan stretched out and leaned closer to
her, whispering in her ear, "You're fucking wet and tight."

"You're big," her face burning, then she added, "very hard."

He teased her, "I know, my friends call me Gao Er (a nickname), and there's a reason for that."

Her eyes were slightly closed, her head tilted back, and she moved back and forth against him, focusing on feeling
the gradually rise and expand, making her want to scream from the deepest part of her throat. Fortunately, Gao Mingyuan
buried her cheek in his shoulder in time. Hu Jing couldn't stop him; she could only bite his clothes, letting the burning pressure
explode and spread to every corner of her body. Her world was blank;
nothing else existed except for the man who had given her this climax.

However, as her world quieted down, a sense of impending doom crept in. They…she…
Oh my god , what was happening? The warnings she should always remember, and the rationality she was so proud of, finally returned
to her mind. Hu Jing sat up straight, supporting herself, and slowly stood up, pushing him away. Gao Mingyuan was still erect, as if
telling her that it wasn't over yet. Her breathing was rapid, her lips swollen, but her expression was complex:
desire , anger, and regret. She tried her best to put on and smooth her clothes and skirt, leaving
the bathroom without looking back.

Although Gao Mingyuan hadn't relieved himself, he adjusted himself in time. He also felt a pang of regret, realizing he had acted too
hastily and roughly. He looked around gloomily; his second time with Hu Jing—anywhere
was better than on the toilet seat! Of course, Gao Mingyuan wasn't one to admit his mistakes. He quickly caught up with Hu Jing and calmly said, "
Come with me." He glanced at his watch, "It's about time to get off work. Let's have dinner together."

Hu Jing was furious at his shameless behavior: "You know you broke the rules of one-night stands. That's not a
good sign."

Gao Mingyuan replied nonchalantly, "You've given me ample reason to break the rules."

Hu Jing was stunned, remained silent for a moment, then nodded: "Let's go."

The two simply ate some stir-fried dishes, neither speaking much during the meal. After leaving the restaurant, Gao Mingyuan insisted on driving
Hu Jing home, but she politely said she only needed to be dropped off at the nearest subway station. After driving for a while, Gao Mingyuan
realized the route was wrong. "Where are we going?"

"My house." He glanced at her. "Since you won't take me to your house, let's go to mine."

"What for?"

Gao Mingyuan asked impatiently. "Don't pretend to be innocent tonight. I'm not in the mood for games."

"I won't go to your bed." Looking at the bustling traffic, she turned to him. "I don't know you."

Gao Mingyuan stopped the car at a red light, his gaze intently scanning the body they had just intimately caressed. "You
've already been to it, and I think we already know each other very, very deeply!"

"One was a hotel, the other a bathroom. Neither is your bed."

Gao Mingyuan stared in disbelief. "What's the difference?"

"I don't sleep with any man, not even one."

Gao Mingyuan scoffed, "Great. So you're going to break the rules too? Isn't that a bad omen?"
He then thought for a moment and continued sarcastically, "Besides, isn't it a bit late to pretend to be a chaste woman now?"

Hu Jing retorted, "Just because I don't sleep with any man doesn't mean no man sleeps with me. And you, hmph!"

As soon as they entered Gao Mingyuan's apartment, he hugged her from behind, inhaling the faint
fragrance . "Don't be stubborn with me," Gao Mingyuan's tone held a hint of pleading, "That day, when you left saying
we were strangers, I just wanted to pull you back to the room, pin you down on the bed, and keep fucking you until you admit you wanted me too."

He started from her neck, kissing her hair, ears, and shoulders while caressing her abdomen. His hands
slipped inside her clothes, kneading her firm breasts again, his long fingers magically working on her nipples, making them instantly
erect. He opened his mouth wide to kiss and suckle her neck, gradually warming her blood.

No, heat was an understatement. Hu Jing felt as if she were burning, and if she didn't find release soon,
she would truly die. She began to respond, finding his lips and entwining them. He tasted like strong liquor and smelled
like aphrodisiac; the two flavors combined were alluring and deadly. As his kiss grew more intense, she pulled away and
turned her head to catch her breath, trying to regain her composure. It was truly a headache. How could she have thought Gao Ming
harmless when she first saw him? Gao Ming seemed like a wolf from afar—mysterious and dangerous.

"Hey," Hu Jing took a few steps back, trying to regain control of the situation, "we need to talk."

Gao Ming followed closely, his intentions very clear. "Okay, but one step at a time.
Baby , you have to listen to me."

Hu Jing raised her voice, "I've been listening to you all day."

"That's right, little girl, listen to your father." Gao Mingyuan patted her little face, then picked her up and
strode into the bedroom, throwing her onto the bed. He grinned maliciously and pinched her
nipple through her clothes: "If you please your father, he might give you a little treat."

Gao Mingyuan walked to the foot of the bed, spread his body, grabbed Hu Jing's ankles, and pulled her down hard. Instantly, Hu Jing
lay flat on the bed with her legs spread open, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. He held her feet tightly,
looking down at Hu Jing kicking her legs, trying to break free. Her movements were small, but she had some strength in her waist. "We
need to talk first."

Gao Mingyuan continued in a thuggish manner; "Damn, do you think I need to bother at a time like this? I'll crush
you, you brat."

He released Hu Jing, quickly stripped off his clothes, and threw them aside. Hu Jing froze
when . She swallowed hard. Gao Mingyuan was just as she remembered: bronze-colored, broad and
muscular. The memory of that night seemed to resurface; she recalled touching his muscles, caressing his
chest , kissing his body, and indulging in it. Gao Mingyuan was like a drug to her—she knew it was hell, yet it also
felt like heaven.

Hu Jing said helplessly, "We'll talk later."

Gao Mingyuan laughed loudly, "Tonight I'm going to go on a killing spree." He was silent for a moment, then
said in a deep voice, "Come here."

As if bewitched, Hu Jing obediently came to his side, kneeling and straightening her back, placing her hands on his chest.
"You're mine, your whole body is mine. Right?" He cupped her head in one hand, gently biting her lips, while
the other hand slowly slid down her back.

A surge of heat shot through her body like an arrow, and Hu Jing gasped, wrapping her arms around him. "Hmm?
I don't care, I just want... Oh, God, I only want you."

They kissed as they undressed each other. Hu Jing was no novice; whether removing his pants
or helping him remove her own, she did so with ease and skill. Until they were naked,
he held her tightly with longing, his lips pressing against hers, landing on her lips, nose, eyelids, and hair.
He loved her thick, silky hair; he loved everything about her. Gao Mingyuan was still somewhat unsure
how to control the pace and progress, but judging from her enthusiastic participation, perhaps he didn't need to worry too much
or be overly cautious.

Hu Jing wrapped her arms around his neck, her whole body burning with desire, enjoying his passionate and wonderful kisses. It felt
as if they had been celibate for many years, and she was ready to accept him wholeheartedly. "Let's begin," she
whispered against his cheek, "If we wait any longer, I'll die."

"Now, it's your turn." He pushed her down onto the bed, his eyes still lingering on Hu Jing's
cat-like smile, her slender neck, and her alabaster-like, high breasts. He knelt between her legs,
gazing at her soft abdomen and smooth legs, and the mystery hidden beneath the hair between them.

"Hi?" Hu Jing's voice was surprisingly soft and dreamy. For a moment, Gao Mingyuan thought she might
really be a fox spirit, like a ghost that entered his dreams on a rainy night with a bright moon and few stars. Was he dreaming or awake?
Then, desire drove away the illusion. He retreated a little to the foot of the bed, lowering his head to probe the neatly trimmed
black curly hair between her legs, where two lips he had to taste were hidden. He spread her legs wider, and her pink lips
pouted like small mouths, exposed before him, welcoming and waiting for him to swallow them whole. His breath
broke , as if hypnotized, burying himself in the smooth warmth. The scent was like musk, or some kind of
aphrodisiac specially formulated for men; he could hardly resist the urge to lift himself up and enter her directly.

He wanted her to feel the same way. Gao Mingyuan's tongue skillfully bathed her,
arousing her . Hu Jing, as expected, couldn't help but writhe from time to time, letting out choked moans. She lifted her hips to meet his
thrusting tongue until she reached orgasm, hearing him call his name. He returned to his kneeling position, taking advantage of her peak of
pleasure , and pushed his already aroused erection into her body.

Hu Jing's eyes snapped open. Giving her no time to think or hesitate, Gao Mingyuan, like a
plane landing on the runway, plunged in. He braced himself with one hand, while the other caressed her breasts, regretting not kissing
that lovely spot first. Afterward, both were immersed in the passion of possessing each other. He was busy delaying the final
stage , wanting to wait for her to reach the climax together. But that became increasingly difficult, as she kneaded his shoulders, played with
his nipples, and thrust her hips forward, inviting him to penetrate to the very core. Gao Mingyuan felt his release taking shape
and reaching its edge. He reached down to find her clitoris and began to caress it forcefully. Hu Jing's body tensed more and more,
her fingers digging into his shoulders, until orgasm overwhelmed her. Only then did Gao Mingyuan relax, pulling himself out sharply,
streams of semen spraying onto her abdomen and chest. A moment later, he collapsed beside her, his heart pounding as if it would
burst from his chest—a brief but incredibly beautiful moment.

Hu Jing stretched out her body, trying her best to relax her tense muscles and nerves. She kept her eyes closed, refusing to look at Gao
Mingyuan. They both knew what they did in bed before the climax and the nudity, but what about afterwards? Hu Jing didn't know how to respond;
even a polite greeting seemed difficult. Fortunately, she was drenched in sweat, her body sticky and
uncomfortable . A perfect excuse, she didn't even greet Gao Mingyuan, rushing into the bathroom to shower,
clean herself, and clear her head.

Only when she could no longer wait in the bathroom did Hu Jing reluctantly emerge to get dressed, but Gao Mingyuan picked up her underwear
: "Let me help you."

She tried to keep her tone calm and gentle: "Thank you."

"It's my pleasure." After buttoning up, Hu Jing reached for the other clothes, but Gao Mingyuan stopped her. "I said,
let me do it." He kissed her neck. "I'll take care of it."

Gao Mingyuan helped her put on the clothes one by one, suddenly realizing that this was the first time in all these years that he had helped
a woman dress. In fact, after every time they made love, he would either shower, smoke, or lie in bed doing nothing;
he had even lost interest in simple conversation. If, as Hu Jing said, breaking the rules wasn't a good sign, then was
n't in big trouble? Gao Mingyuan snorted indifferently, so what!

Hu Jing waited until Gao Mingyuan was dressed before the two went to the living room and sat on the sofa. She looked at Gao Mingyuan, "Have you
had your fun? Now let's get down to business."

Gao Mingyuan was stunned, only then remembering that they still had to 'talk'. He smiled shamelessly, "I thought we were
doing 'business' just now."

This time, Hu Jing was determined not to let him ramble on about the topic: "You said I had a reason for you to break the rules, what
reason ?"

Gao Mingyuan continued to smile shamelessly, and Hu Jing shook her head to stop him: "You've passed the stage where sex is still a
novelty . Once is just for fun, but twice or three times, there must be other reasons."

Hearing this, Gao Mingyuan withdrew his expression and stiffly replied, "You're overthinking it."

"Yes, that's the advantage of not falling in love with you, I won't be blinded by you."

Gao Mingyuan pursed his lips, somewhat hesitant. Hu Jing stared at him without blinking: "Gao Mingyuan, don't insult our
intelligence."

The room was unsettlingly silent. Finally, Gao Mingyuan spoke: "I saw you once three years ago. From afar
, you and your father." His unusually gentle voice sent a chill down Hu Jing's spine.

Gao Mingyuan slowly said, "Your father slept with my girlfriend."

Hu Jing gasped, involuntarily shrinking back on the sofa. After a moment, as if defending herself
, she cautiously said, "As far as I know, my father never hid that he was married, and he only slept with
women who were willing."

Gao Mingyuan went to the liquor cabinet, poured himself some wine, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp, without denying it.

Hu Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, her mind rapidly replaying the details of her past with Gao Mingyuan. She nodded: "
No wonder. Feeling better now? Did I get my revenge for you?"

Gao Mingyuan slammed his wine glass on the coffee table and said irritably, "She's the kind of woman I want to marry."

"Don't worry about that," Hu Jing replied quickly. "I'm definitely my dad's greatest love of his life. And I've been with
him longer than my mom, so you're not at a disadvantage."

She paused to think for a moment, then resumed her disdainful expression: "Look on the bright side, my dad actually did you a big favor.
Remember to find a woman who doesn't love money next time."

Gao Mingyuan stared at her and said nothing more.

Hu Jing initially wore a mocking expression, but when she saw the depth in Gao Mingyuan's eyes, she suddenly realized something and
involuntarily shrank back into the sofa: "Don't even think about it!"

Gao Mingyuan didn't reply, his gaze drifting towards the bedroom before meeting her eyes again: "It's your turn to speak,
why break the rules?"

Hu Jing turned her head slightly, trying to discern his expression, and cautiously said, "I need to know
something you won't admit."

"You could have asked me before you came in, no, before you got in the car."

After a few seconds, Hu Jing said vaguely, "You didn't give me a chance."

"Knowing my motives weren't pure? Hu Jing, don't insult our intelligence."

Hu Jing tilted her head to one side, trying to find a safe place to look, and this time it was Hu Jing's turn to be speechless.

Gao Mingyuan's curiosity was piqued: "Looks like it's another reason you won't admit to." He mimicked
Hu Jing 's tone; "Let me think. I can't be a stamp or a trophy. You don't know me, and once
is enough. Two or three times, there must be another reason." He pondered for a moment: "I'm sure I haven't touched anyone around you
, so it can't be out of curiosity, revenge, or smugness. Then there's only one possibility left..." A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes
, as if he could see through her thoughts.

Hu Jing snorted, "Don't overestimate yourself."

Three: Do you think everyone is just a piece of clothing, to be worn when it's cold and taken off when it's hot?

Since their reunion, Gao Mingyuan no longer refused to answer Hu Jing's calls. When asked
where , she would answer truthfully. Gao Mingyuan noticed that she was always traveling between different cities and continued to press her for details.
As always, Hu Jing didn't respond, ignoring him: "You just need to know that I don't have time to sleep with you."

Gao Mingyuan was annoyed by this woman. Why did she have to be so prickly? Was it so hard to be a little more compliant? He didn't really care about his ex-girlfriend and
her father's affair. Of course,
the fact that an old man had lured his girlfriend away with money still made him angry and embarrassed, not so much angry about his girlfriend's infidelity, but more about his own
stupidity .

Meeting Hu Jing at the conference dinner was purely coincidental. He recognized her, and she looked incredibly alluring,
like someone thirsty with a large, ripe peach nearby—in Gao Mingyuan's view, 'eating' was the most
natural when he went to see her again, Gao Mingyuan admitted that a bit of male pride was at play
. Even though he was the one who discovered her and seduced her, Hu Jing's nonchalant attitude made him feel like the prey.
He wanted to see her; Gao Mingyuan was only used to being the wolf.

He knew he hadn't given them a good start, but that didn't mean they couldn't… well, he didn't
know what he was hoping for. Anyway, now that there were no secrets between them, and he'd abandoned his wolf-sheep mentality,
at least they could get along peacefully. Actually, after all these years, he had long since lost feelings for his ex-girlfriend. Just as Hu Jing hinted,
that kind of woman was better off without. But Hu Jing seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for him, making their relationship seem like
he was still seeking revenge. She was just being sexually active; she never invited him to her house, nor did she ever stay overnight at his place.

One day, Gao Mingyuan exhausted Hu Jing. He pressed her down to stop her from getting out of bed, saying, "Rest for a while
, don't worry, I'll call you." Hu Jing hummed twice and then fell into a deep sleep on him. Naturally,
Gao Mingyuan held Hu Jing and slept until dawn. Since Hu Jing needed to be on time for work, Gao Mingyuan conveniently
took her home to change clothes before rushing to his office. Even when Hu Jing complained, Gao Mingyuan didn't hide his intentions
and smugness. In Gao Mingyuan's eyes, Hu Jing was like a spoiled kitten, clearly liking to be pampered, yet insisting on maintaining
a certain degree of independence.

Once this happened the first time, the second and third times became much easier. Gradually, the two of them
would spend all their time together. Hu Jing still felt some resistance towards him. Only in bed could they seem to
cast aside all their differences and concerns, fully enjoying the wildness that intertwined their bodies. However, at other times, they
seemed to be constantly arguing. Gao Mingyuan then introduced her to some friends. With others present, they were
more restrained.

After everyone became familiar, Gu Pengfei once asked Hu Jing about her and Gao Er's future plans. She just smiled and said
nothing . Gao Mingyuan knew she hadn't denied it to save face for him. This was the second reason Gao Mingyuan was annoyed with her; it seemed as if
she really had the final say. Gao Mingyuan had never compromised himself in such matters, no woman was an exception.
Even his ex-girlfriend had broken up with him decisively. When had it ever been his turn to listen to women?
So, without warning, his reckless behavior would surface. Once, he even deliberately brought up Zhuang Ping,
Zhao Ya, .

Hu Jing frowned. "Do you think you're some kind of sugar daddy's meat, that everyone wants you?"

Gao Mingyuan let out a harsh laugh. "Most women do."

"I'm not most women."

"It's fine if you don't want me, I'll just take advantage of you like you're a freebie. I
've never ." Gao Mingyuan knew he was acting like a jerk, but he couldn't help himself.

Hu Jing suddenly stood up, grabbed her clothes, and turned to leave.

Gu Pengfei tried to stop her, but Gao Mingyuan grabbed her arm. "Ignore her . If she doesn't give me the cold shoulder and say something nasty, she'll really think she's something." Maybe he was a jerk. After a long silence, Gu Pengfei filled Gao Mingyuan's glass with wine. "You're serious this time." Gao Mingyuan involuntarily looked in the direction Hu Jing had left, knowing she wouldn't come back. He picked up his glass and downed it in one gulp, then uttered a single word: "Damn." He was a jerk in deep trouble. "Do you think everyone's just a piece of clothing? Put it on when it's cold, take it off when it's hot?" Gu Pengfei raised his hand to pour him another drink. " You've fallen for it this time." Breaking the rules is definitely not a good sign. Sigh, might as well lay it all out! Gao Mingyuan prepared a sumptuous dinner for Hu Jing. Hu Jing was quite surprised by his way of apologizing. "This couldn't possibly be what you made." Gao Mingyuan said smugly, "Of course it is." He pressed Hu Jing into a chair and then sat down next to her. "Try it, not many people have tried my cooking!"

Hu Jing was still somewhat incredulous: "You can cook? Why?"

"I like it, otherwise what's the point of learning?"

Hu Jing watched Gao Mingyuan carefully ladle hot soup into a bowl and place it beside her. Thinking about it carefully, she shouldn't be
too surprised. Gao Mingyuan liked to complicate things. For example, getting from point A to point B, for him, it would only involve winding
, circuitous routes, never a straight line. Perhaps this was related to his upbringing. Hu Jing knew that Gao
Mingyuan was spoiled by his parents, and coupled with his cleverness and good interpersonal skills, he always had help
wherever . Hu Jing always thought that it was fortunate Gao Mingyuan had a good nature, otherwise he would definitely be a typical spoiled brat.

"Do you like cooking? Or do you just like eating these things?"

"My initial intention was, of course, to learn what I like to eat. But after being taught by my master, making other things is
n't a problem." Gao Mingyuan said with a smile, "What do you like to eat? I can make it for you."

Hu Jing thought for a moment, "Vegetables, I guess."

"Ah? I like meat the most, your—meat."

Hu Jing couldn't help but look at his mouth, then quickly looked away.

Gao Mingyuan laughed, "That's wonderful, huh?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Look at you, you look like you can't stand the heat just thinking about that." He clearly enjoyed her
discomfort.

Hu Jing rolled her eyes at him and ignored him. Gao Mingyuan ate a few bites and put down his chopsticks. He lit a cigarette and leaned back
lazily in his chair, watching Hu Jing. After a while, he laughed first, "You can't just eat vegetables, eat some meat,
protein is also very important."

Hu Jing didn't even look up, "I'll just eat more beans." As soon as she finished speaking, she realized her mistake, but it was
too late to stop Gao Mingyuan.

Sure enough, Gao Mingyuan grinned even wider: "I like beans too, especially tender, small, hot, and
moist ones..."

"Can't you think of anything else?" Hu Jing blushed. She put down her chopsticks, stood up, and began clearing
the table.

Gao Mingyuan laughed heartily: "My mind is full of 'other' things."

As night fell, after showering, the two finally snuggled into bed. Hu Jing leaned close to Gao Mingyuan and hugged him, her nose
brushing against his temple and ear: "I want it."

Gao Mingyuan chuckled, directly inserting his hand into her lower body, slowly kneading: "You've been
thinking about this since we started eating, haven't you?"

Hu Jing's breathing became a little labored: "Yes."

"What?" He nibbled at her earlobe. "What do you want?"

Gao Mingyuan thought Hu Jing would be shy and hesitant, but to his surprise, she pressed her cheek against his and whispered in
a soft voice, "I want you to stick your wet, soft tongue into my lower body and make me moan and
scream like a honeycomb!"

Gao Mingyuan forced a laugh. "I want it too. If you give it to me, I'll give it to you."

Hu Jing was stunned for a moment, then a sly glint appeared in her eyes. "What if you lose everything?"

Gao Mingyuan scoffed and picked up two wine glasses from the table. "Come on, be bold."

Hu Jing hesitated for a moment, took the glasses, clinked them together with his, then tilted her head back, finished the drink, and tossed them aside. She
took off her towel and lay down, placing her hands by her ears, tilting her head back, completely opening herself to him.

Gao Mingyuan knelt between her legs, gently licking the inside of her thighs, feeling
the muscles in her thighs gradually relax under his touch. He spread her legs wider, licking and rubbing her sensitive
clitoris with the tip of his tongue, sometimes strong, sometimes weak. The intense pleasure made Hu Jing surrender; her thighs not only relaxed but
also opened wider. Gao Mingyuan held her buttocks with both hands, widening the range of motion, taking her entire clitoris and surrounding area into his mouth.
After a while, he intensified his sucking, almost rubbing his entire face against her genitals.

Hu Jing knew he was doing it on purpose, not only sucking her in an extremely provocative way but also making
sounds more vulgar and obscene than erotic music. Her innate shame made her want to grab Gao Mingyuan's hair and pull him away from her, but her primal
instincts made her only want his face closer, to suck more thoroughly, and to make the sounds even louder. Hu Jing didn't need to open her eyes
to imagine how lewd the scene was between Gao Mingyuan and her legs, and she herself was the protagonist.

Gao Mingyuan's tongue was like a torch, igniting the spot it touched. The shame in her consciousness and
the filthy images in her mind acted as an accelerant, causing the sparks to spread throughout her body instantly, burning fiercely. She couldn't
think , arching her body and finally letting out a scream. Gao Mingyuan reduced the force of his sucking and slowly lowered her buttocks.
After she lay back down, Gao Mingyuan, still not satisfied, touched her again with the tip of his tongue until he felt her orgasm gradually fading.
His mouth didn't leave her; Gao Mingyuan held Hu Jing's hips, not letting her private parts leave his face,
and then slowly turned over, lying on his side.

Gao Mingyuan laid one leg flat, and Hu Jing also turned her body, moving her head to rest on it. Gao Mingyuan's
erection in front of her, and she opened her mouth to take it in. Gao Mingyuan closed his other leg, clamping her head between his legs, using
the strength of his leg to control the rhythm of Hu Jing's mouth movements. When Hu Jing made him feel like he was about to surrender, he would
tighten , forcing her to slow down.

Hu Jing felt Gao Mingyuan rest his head on one of her thighs, and he lifted her other leg,
spreading it to the other side. With her thighs open, under the bright light, her private parts were completely exposed to Gao Mingyuan's gaze
. She knew he was watching, which made her stomach churn. Hu Jing felt that being seen like this was beyond
shame; her whole body began to tremble. She tried to break free, but Gao Mingyuan
held her firmly.

When she felt Gao Mingyuan's fingers begin to join the assault, Hu Jing knew she was truly doomed.
She quickly grabbed Gao Mingyuan's legs, strained her waist, and lifted her entire body, pressing herself against him
to make him lie flat. Thank goodness, Gao Mingyuan cooperated and lay down. She changed to a straddle position, moving herself
slightly away from Gao Mingyuan's face.

Hu Jing began by lightly touching the edge of his head with her lips, then tilted her head and rubbed her nose against the base of his penis, her tongue
moving slowly upwards from the base until it returned to the top. She opened her mouth and took his head in, tugged slightly,
and then went deeper. "Oh, like that," Gao Mingyuan groaned softly. He felt good, but his
caresses were also driving her wild; she found it hard to concentrate on pleasing him. Hu Jing knew she couldn't last long; she needed
to finish quickly.

Gao Mingyuan played with Hu Jing's genitals while enjoying the slippery wetness of her mouth. Hu Jing was very young.
Her heart wouldn't let her teeth touch him. She had a very flexible tongue, and Gao Mingyuan loved it when she circled around the edge of his glans,
loved the friction against the warm, slippery inside of her mouth. Waves of heat rushed to his head, sending him teetering between pleasure and
excitement. Suddenly, his penis pressed against a cold, hard object. Gao Mingyuan felt
the rush of heat in his head abruptly stop, replaced by a surge of ice water poured onto a red-hot
iron rod . He could even hear a sizzling sound coming from inside his head.

His eyes widened instantly, and he involuntarily shouted, "Fuck!" His head, which had been slightly raised, rose
even higher, and after seeing Hu Jing's actions, he collapsed with a thud.
There were a few ice cubes in the wine glass Hu Jing had casually tossed aside—no, now it seemed intentional. He immediately understood what Hu Jing had just done.

Gao Mingyuan's heart pounded against his ribs, and he gasped for breath. Hu Jing ignored Gao Mingyuan,
continuing to rub him against the walls of her mouth with her tongue and ice cubes. Sometimes she hid the ice cubes
to the side, sometimes she let them stick close to him. His excitement quickly reached its peak, but didn't stop;
the sensation flickered, gradually pushing Gao Mingyuan to the edge of a cliff, just waiting for the final leap. As time went on,
Gao Mingyuan felt the ice cubes in Hu Jing's mouth melt and shrink, and the temperature in her mouth rose again. Hu Jing was formidable,
but he believed he could control himself. He felt Hu Jing take another piece of ice into her glass, and Gao Mingyuan tensed up,
focusing all his attention on his penis, preparing to suppress the urge to surrender.

However, unexpectedly, Hu Jing didn't put the ice cube in her mouth, but instead held it in her hand, her entire palm covering
his scrotum. Hu Jing manipulated his scrotum with one hand, letting the ice gently tap against the two testicles inside,
while the other hand gripped the base of his penis, pulling down and tightening the thin skin covering it. Her mouth tightened even more, her
movements rapid and rhythmic, her tongue dancing and leaping against the inside.

Gao Mingyuan felt as if his soul had left his body; every hair on his body stood on end, his blood rushing through him, his
body alternating between hot and cold. This primal excitement gradually seeped in, until it was etched
into his very bones. He tried to prolong this wondrous feeling, but as time passed, he found it increasingly difficult. Just after Hu Jing
finished a downward thrust, Gao Mingyuan had to hold her head still. A moment later, Gao Mingyuan's
erection began to throb rhythmically, and sticky fluid sprayed into her mouth.

A little later, they lay together, embracing, Hu Jing's head resting on his shoulder. Gao Mingyuan grinned, a satisfied
look on his face, like a cat that had just stolen some cream. "Where did you learn these tricks? You actually managed to fool me."

Hu Jing feigned a worldly air. "I'm smart, you know. If I didn't come up with a plan, would I just let you devour me?"

"Ha, you wait, I'll eat you clean, leaving not a trace."

Gao Mingyuan was quite pleased with himself, thinking he was a genius; this apology dinner idea was brilliant. The two
laughed and joked with each other until almost midnight, when Hu Jing finally broke free from Gao Mingyuan's embrace. Sitting up, she tidied herself up
while saying, "I need to go back and change clothes for work tomorrow."

"Take some clothes and leave them here next time; there are plenty of closets. Feel free to choose." With their current intimacy and
exhilarating sex, Gao Mingyuan believed that all problems between them could be easily solved.

Hu Jing didn't hesitate, immediately uttering a "no." Well, not all problems.

"I didn't ask, I'm just telling you."

"Don't you know what rejection is?"

"For you, I've found that telling is more efficient than asking."

She raised an eyebrow. "You think you know me so well?"

Gao Mingyuan's hand slid across her soft neck, his thumb lightly stroking her pulse, playing with her lips
but not actually kissing her. When her pulse quickened and her slightly panting breath revealed her desire, he whispered
, "I know how to excite you, that's enough." He continued to play with her lips, "So, what do you say?
Take your chance and hang out with me."

Hu Jing gasped, struggling to speak, "I actually have another option—"

Gao Mingyuan interrupted her before she could finish, "You have no choice."

Hu Jing was unwilling to accept this, how had she fallen to this point? Her initial intention was really just to have some fun, and the way she met Gao Mingyuan
was a textbook example of a 'one-night stand'. How did she mess it up? She didn't know
how got her *****, and more importantly, she hadn't paid any attention to him. It was all Gao Mingyuan's fault; he had forcibly
entered her life and disrupted her day and night. What frustrated her most wasn't the sex itself, but
what happened when they weren't having sex.

She was never one to pretend; Hu Jing considered herself a woman with normal needs, capable of enjoying sex and knowing how to enjoy
it . She understood herself and enjoyed having sex with men who understood women. But she had never, ever been so reckless,
so utterly clueless. Whatever Gao Mingyuan wanted her to do, she obeyed him. And she didn't just obey
; she participated so actively, catering to him, even begging him. She was like a fool, letting him
take whatever he wanted .

God, how foolish she was! From the very beginning, Gao Mingyuan's intentions were obvious. She just
assumed he was no different from any other man who enjoyed casual flings, so she was negligent, careless, and underestimated him. Worse
still, Gao Mingyuan didn't come in aggressively to conquer her and defeat her completely. Looking back, she could see
how he planned each step to slowly draw her into his grasp. She only wanted one night of pleasure, not a second, but
he gave her a second; she only wanted sex, not overnight, but he held her in his arms until the sun was high in the sky; she wanted to keep her distance
from his life, but he introduced her to his friends.

This man's understanding of sex and women was unbearable. Once Gao Mingyuan launched his offensive, she
was completely powerless to resist. She believed that before long, she would have her own wardrobe in his house, and then…
Hu Jing dared not think about her future. She had originally been proud of her clear-headed and restrained mind, and disdained
people who always exaggerated that they were blinded by passion to cover up their own stupidity and negligence. But now, she
was the latest member of the stupidity and negligence club.

Breaking the rules was definitely not a good sign. Sigh, let's come clean!

One weekend afternoon, Hu Jing sat next to Gao Mingyuan, watching him exhale smoke rings. "My dad smokes too,"
she suddenly said. "As far back as I can remember, the women around my dad have changed like a revolving door."

Gao Mingyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After being together for more than half a year, it was time for Hu Jing to confide in him. His silence
doesn't mean he doesn't care.

"Do you know any other women my dad slept with?"

Gao Mingyuan nodded, briefly mentioning Meng Xiaolang's ex-girlfriend.

"That's his style. Introducing them makes it easier to ensure the women he slept with were only after his money."
Hu Jing smiled bitterly. "Before, my dad liked to play around but had no experience. There were women crying, getting pregnant, threatening suicide—my house
was quite lively for a while."

Gao Mingyuan wanted to laugh but couldn't.

"Back then, my mom insisted on marrying him against my grandmother's wishes. She thought she was different from other women."
Hu Jing sighed. "Now I understand my mom a little better. Clothes can be worn when it's cold and taken off when it's hot, but people are hard to please!"

Gao Mingyuan said with a tentative smile, "I agree with that."

"You have a lot of women, don't you? You're always so careful, always keeping your mouth clean." Hu Jing changed
the subject. "Has anyone ever caused you trouble? Has anyone ever asked you for something you couldn't or didn't want to give?"

Gao Mingyuan wisely kept quiet and refused to answer, just humming a few words.

Hu Jing shook her head, then asked, "Have you slept with any female confidantes? And their best friends, classmates, or friends?"

Gao Mingyuan wanted to say that wasn't the order, but that certainly wasn't Hu Jing's focus. The topic was heading
in a bad direction.

"When my mother gave birth to me, she was very glad that she wouldn't add another man like my father to the world." She
paused , then chuckled dryly, "But then again, she had to guard against me following in her footsteps. From the time I became an adult, she
constantly warned me to stay away from men like my father."

Gao Mingyuan felt as if a huge pit had fallen into his eyes, unsure whether to jump in or not.

"My mother has long declared that she doesn't care about my father, but I know she's unhappy. I don't want to be like her."

This was the closest they'd ever come to truly connecting. He wanted to know what Hu Jing was really thinking, but he
still hesitated. Gao Mingyuan did have some inexplicable feelings for Hu Jing. However, Hu Jing hadn't
made a clear statement, and he wasn't willing to take the initiative. A few days later, Gao Mingyuan finally realized that Hu Jing had quietly,
in another way, expressed her feelings and attitude.

"The company and a school have a collaborative project, and I got this opportunity. I'll be going for two years."

Gao Mingyuan knew he wouldn't like the answer, but he still asked, "Where?"

"New Zealand."

Four: I wish I had never met you, but I have.

The weather in New Zealand was wonderful, the air fresh and the temperature just right, but Hu Jing felt like she was drowning
. For several days, she felt suffocated and short of breath, attributing it to not being used to the new place. Hu Jing's mother also
vaguely knew about Gao Mingyuan and naturally supported her daughter's decision, although she privately sighed that Hu
Jing was going to suffer. Hu Jing's father didn't say anything, only saying that she had to make her own decision, so that if she regretted it or
felt upset, it would be entirely her own problem. The elderly couple would come to New Zealand to see her every year, especially her mother, who was happy to have a
legitimate reason to take her father on a trip. Hu Jing didn't need to go back, and she didn't dare to go back, not because she was afraid of Gao
Mingyuan, but because she was afraid of herself.

Of course, this didn't mean she and Gao Mingyuan had completely lost contact; they would occasionally talk on the phone.
Hu Jing knew that the way she chose to leave had infuriated Gao Mingyuan. She had hinted that he should find someone to settle down with, as if that
would absolve her of any wrongdoing. Their phone conversations became almost polite, the content carefully chosen
: weather, scenery, novels, movies, or new acquaintances and colleagues—gradually, even these topics ceased to be discussed.
Distance and time, a double-edged sword, had ultimately severed the intimacy they once shared. Gao Mingyuan was like a
page in a book, one that Hu Jing could almost turn over.

Almost.

One day, with nothing to do, Hu Jing wandered aimlessly through the city center. She came to the electronics department of a shopping mall. An entire
wall was covered with televisions of all sizes, their screens displaying a starry night sky, serene yet dazzling. Hu Jing was
completely mesmerized. Immersed in the scene, she lingered for a long time, reluctant to leave, causing a nearby salesperson to assume she wanted to buy
a television. She apologized, saying she simply liked the place. The waiter, with a knowing look, enthusiastically told her that this was
a place called Lake Tekapo in the South Island, the perfect place for a vacation and stargazing. He even guaranteed, "You won't be disappointed. That place
will let you leave everything behind and forget all your troubles."

Hu Jing's heart skipped a beat. She told herself that perhaps this was the last line on Gao Mingyuan's page, like
a marker, a way to turn the page completely after reading it. She was a novice at stargazing, but with the help of the star chart and
the introduction, she managed to find the 'Southern Cross,' invisible from the Northern Hemisphere. She was happy, but also a little disappointed, a touch of melancholy
like "Beautiful scenery in vain, with no one to share it with." Hu Jing bought a postcard and mailed it to Gao Mingyuan.
She even wrote the address, but couldn't get it into the mailbox. She told herself she'd keep it as a souvenir. Coincidentally,
the day after returning from stargazing, her school teacher introduced her to a job. Translation jobs in less commonly spoken languages were hard to find,
and once an opportunity arose, the competition was fierce.

Could this page really be turned? Her eyes stung a little; Hu Jing rubbed them hard, perhaps it was sand in
her eyes. She took a business card from her suitcase; Gu Pengfei had given it to her before she left. Of Gao Mingyuan
's friends, he was the most meticulous. "Are you really leaving? You know, your dad's situation
is nothing to Gao Er and Meng Xiaolang." Meng Xiaolang nodded in agreement, and Hu Jing shook her head gratefully, "I understand, it's not
about that."

Gu Pengfei didn't seem surprised when he received Hu Jing's call. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, he got straight to the point: "
Do you want to find a reason to stay? Or do you want to find a reason to come back?"

"I already have a reason to stay."

"But you called me instead of Gao Er, huh?"

Hu Jing paused for a long time, and Gu Pengfei almost thought the phone was broken. Finally, she spoke, "No matter
how he reacts, I feel... afraid..."

Gu Pengfei shook his head secretly, "Come back and see him. Believe me, even if you're heartbroken, you have to come completely before you can
move forward." As he spoke, his eyes involuntarily glanced at a photograph on the bedside table.

Hu Jing sighed, "Let me think about it."

Although Christmas wasn't a holiday, it didn't dampen the enthusiasm of the young people. Gao Mingyuan and a few friends were playing mahjong in a private room at
a restaurant . Looking at Meng Xiaolang's girlfriend, Gao Mingyuan was somewhat lost in thought
. Hu Jing had been gone for over two years; they occasionally chatted on the phone. She had once teased him, "You should find a girlfriend and settle down. It's such a waste to be single
!" Gao Mingyuan wanted to say he'd found her, but he only scoffed and replied, "You're the one who should be worried. You're not getting any younger;
be careful no one wants you."

When Gao Mingyuan first heard that Hu Jing had secretly gone abroad without telling him, he was furious. He practically roared at her
, "Is it really necessary? Playing this game with me!" He then threatened her not to come back. At that moment, he truly
wished he had never met this woman, truly wished he had never met her at that conference banquet, and never
had that night with her. But the fact was, he had met her, and they were entangled ever since, and no amount of denial could change that. Gao Mingyuan
glanced at his watch, mentally calculating the time difference, thinking he would call Hu Jing later. Was she out
with her friends right now, or staying at home? Knowing Hu Jing's personality, it was probably the former.

"Hey, what are you daydreaming about? It's your turn to get your cards." Meng Xiaolang snapped his fingers twice in front of him,
interrupting his thoughts.

Even the usually stern Gu Pengfei added, "Some vixen must have bewitched you."

Gao Mingyuan snapped out of his reverie, glared at the group without saying a word, and reached out to stack the cards in front of him. Just then
, his phone rang. He had a cigarette dangling from his lips, his eyes still glued to the table. He picked it up casually, held it
between his ear and shoulder, and continued arranging the cards on the table. "Hello?"

There was no answer. Gao Mingyuan grew impatient. "Who is it?"

After a while, a voice rang out. "Such a temper! Did I call at the wrong time?"

Gao Mingyuan was startled. "Hu Jing," he said, glancing at his phone instinctively. There was no number displayed; he assumed it was a phone call made
over . He was very happy, "Merry Christmas!"

"It's so boring. My friends and colleagues have all gone home or gone on vacation, and I'm all alone." Hu Jing said with
a coquettishness, "Come keep me company."

Gao Mingyuan put down his cards and leaned back in his chair, "How am I supposed to come? I'd have to cross the ocean!"

Hu Jing ignored him, "What are you doing? You were in such a bad mood just now. Did you interrupt something good?"

He pursed his lips, "What are you thinking about? I'm playing cards with my buddies!"

"How boring, come keep me company!"

He sensed that Hu Jing was a little uneasy, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just wanted to see you."

Gao Mingyuan felt a warmth in his heart, but then he got a little angry. He snorted, "Now you remember me. Treat me
like a piece of clothing..." Gu Pengfei kicked him hard under the table, finally making Gao Mingyuan shut up.

"So you don't want to come with me?"

He sighed helplessly. "Who told you to come all this way!"

"Not coming? Really not coming? Then I'm leaving!"

Gao Mingyuan realized there was a hint of mockery in Hu Jing's words. He suddenly became alert, instinctively raising his body. "
What did you say? Where are you?"

Hu Jing didn't answer; Gao Mingyuan only heard a soft chuckle on the other end of the phone. He snapped to attention, suppressing his
excitement: "Quick, tell me, where are you?"

The phone abruptly cut off, and Gao Mingyuan couldn't help but curse. Everyone in the room burst into laughter. He
looked around, realizing he'd been tricked. Gao Mingyuan looked at Gu Pengfei: "Where is she?" Only he
could have come up with this.

Gu Pengfei pointed outside the door while laughing. Gao Mingyuan rushed out of the room, only to stop abruptly as he turned into the corridor. Not
far away, a familiar figure stood in front of the elevator. She was looking at him with a radiant smile.

As Hu Jing stepped into the elevator, she called out loudly, "You're busy, I won't bother you!"

Gao Mingyuan strode in, grabbed Hu Jing, and kissed her fiercely. "Are you teasing me?"

Hu Jing pretended to be nonchalant. "Who told you to kiss me? Are we that close?"

Gao Mingyuan ignored her, still feeling a bit unreal as he held Hu Jing in his arms. He needed proof, desperate
proof. Luckily, the place where they played cards was only two blocks from Gao Mingyuan's apartment; they had Gu Pengfei to thank for that. As soon as
they entered the apartment, Gao Mingyuan pounced on Hu Jing, their first kiss filled with an urgent need for each other. He
untied her hair tie, letting her hair fall loose, his hands sliding over her chest, down to her lovely waist, and then down
to her rounded buttocks. She unconsciously enjoyed the movement of his hands. He could do anything to her,
and she would never protest.

The two didn't make it to the bedroom, collapsing directly onto the living room carpet. Gao Mingyuan lay beside her, half-pressing
her down, his hands roaming over every nook and cranny of her body. Soon, his hands seemed to be everywhere, quickly removing
her clothes and underwear. The cool air brushed against her bare upper body, a blush rising to her cheeks. Gao Mingyuan
scrutinized , as if inspecting his possession. Having not seen each other for so long, Hu Jing was still somewhat
unaccustomed to it. She covered his eyes, shyly saying, "You're so annoying."

"Is that so?" he laughed. Avoiding Hu Jing's small hands, he lowered his head and greedily grasped her erect breasts,
the swollen areas pressing against her, letting her feel his hard erection, letting her understand the impact she had on him. A powerful
lust surged through her, like a massive dam suddenly bursting. Gao Mingyuan wanted Hu Jing to be his, he had to,
now . His movements became more persistent, more reckless and urgent. Gao Mingyuan quickly grew tired of merely
touching Hu Jing through her jeans. He eagerly unbuttoned her blouse and zipper, his hand slipping inside to touch her skin, cupping her
most sensitive spot, his fingers exploring her center—wet and slippery—Hu Jing was waiting for him.

His burning desire drove him mad. At this moment, Gao Mingyuan cared for nothing but possessing her
. He pulled her jeans open further, then forcefully pulled them off. Hu Jing initially tried to help him, but
Gao Mingyuan was clearly impatient. He pushed her hands away and quickly pulled himself out, pressing tightly against her lower abdomen. Hu Jing
was completely enveloped by Gao Mingyuan's masculine aura. Involuntarily, she spread her legs and wrapped them around his waist,
twisting her body to try and guide him to where he wanted to go.

Gao Mingyuan pulled her closer, spreading her legs even wider. He adjusted his position, slightly raising his body before
moving, quickly finding the entrance. With a powerful thrust, Gao Mingyuan impatiently penetrated her deeply, until
he was completely inside her. Hu Jing cried out; he knew he had hurt her. Gao Mingyuan had originally intended to move
her , but she was too tight, the feeling of her enveloping him was too intense, a burning, tingling sensation coursing through his body,
instantly extinguishing his original intention. Gao Mingyuan couldn't wait; the need was too strong, too long to suppress.

Gao Mingyuan held her down: "Hu Jing, I'll make it up to you later." His rough, hoarse voice was close to her lips, "
Right now, I'm afraid I can't take care of you." As he spoke, he tried to move a couple of times, then Gao Mingyuan let out a long groan and
began to accelerate his retreat and advance, thrusting into her again and again. Hu Jing's throat overflowed with passionate responses;
she danced to his rhythm, her arms encircling him, her legs clamping around his hips, inviting him to go even deeper.
This fueled his desire even more, and Gao Mingyuan quickened his pace. Like a savage and brutal bandit, he fiercely and violently
ravaged her body. They intertwined, their bodies trembling in waves of passion.
Gao Mingyuan's release was swift and explosive; he heard a hoarse cry, as if from
another person.

Hu Jing clung tightly to Gao Mingyuan, burying her head in his chest, inhaling his scent deeply.
Memories locked deep within her mind were unlocked; Gao Mingyuan's appearance, voice, scent, and body—
everything rushed in, overwhelming Hu Jing. Two years wasn't a long time, and she had chosen to distance herself from him.
But without Gao Mingyuan, the path seemed like a vast ocean; the farther Hu Jing strayed, the deeper she drowned. She
gasped , like a drowning person suddenly reaching shore, only able to prove she was alive with her breath—just like she
was now.

Hu Jing began to weep, first silently, then in sobs. Gao Mingyuan looked at her without saying a word.
He got up, picked up Hu Jing, and carried her into the bedroom, placing her on the bed. Hu Jing was completely naked, except for
a small pair of underwear still hanging on her ankles. He helped her take them off, then took off his own clothes and lay down
beside her, covering them both with the blanket. Gao Mingyuan tried to hug her, but Hu Jing resisted, her sobs turning into
wailing . Gao Mingyuan let her punch and kick him until her movements slowed down, then he pulled her into his arms.
The moment Hu Jing touched his chest, her tears flowed even more fiercely.

"You thought you could hide," Gao Mingyuan said, placing his hands on Hu Jing's back, "but it's not so easy, is it?"

Hu Jing let her tears flow for a while, then whispered, "I really wish I had never met you, but I have
."

Gao Mingyuan deeply agreed, nodding, "Reality is cruel."

"My dad isn't a good person." As she spoke, Hu Jing instinctively tried to push Gao Mingyuan away again.

He immediately lifted one leg and pressed it down on her: "He didn't do anything to betray you."

Hu Jing forced a smile, wiping away tears with the back of her hand: "I... I just came back to see you."

"Are you always this annoying?" Gao Mingyuan reached out and gently tapped her nose with his finger: "Or is it just
targeting me?"

Hu Jing clenched her fist and punched his chest. He grabbed her and smiled, saying: "Okay, let's talk."

"Talk about what?" Hu Jing whispered: "The only thing we have in common is that we have the same physical needs."

Gao Mingyuan said: "How much more do you want to have in common? From today onwards, I'll give you as much as you want."

Hu Jing was stunned: "What exactly do you want to talk about?"

"Life, work, family, friends, everything. Let's talk openly and honestly. We
can meet with your parents and my parents sometime. I don't want you to live anywhere else, not even for a short time. Either your apartment or mine,
you choose a place for both of us to stay."

Hu Jing's heart was pounding in her throat, and she couldn't speak.

"Although it might be a bit of a rush, I can't think of anything else we need to wait for. I know your concerns, and I don't want you
to misunderstand me. As long as you're willing, we can be together in any way: friends, lovers, engaged,
married. The key is being together, to be clear, I want us to live together."

After a while, Hu Jing finally found her voice: "Okay," though a little hoarse,
it was still clear.

"Okay?" He repeated her words, then quickly glanced at her. "Is that all you can say?"

Hu Jing thought for a moment: "Yes, I can say I love you."

He held his breath, then said calmly: "Yes, you can say that."

"I love you."

Gao Mingyuan got used to it for a moment, then laughed. He looked at her, and she laughed too: "I love you too."

He lifted his shoulders off the bed, rolled over to look down at her, Hu Jing pinned
between the firm mattress and his equally firm body. Her lips were about to form his name, but before the sound came out, he leaned
forward and sealed her lips with his. Gao Mingyuan was lost in her warm, soft body. He held her tightly,
kissing her so passionately that neither of them could breathe. A few minutes? A few hours? Perhaps a few days? They didn't know that when
the person they longed for most in their lives breathed beneath their necks and held them tightly in their arms, time no longer mattered. Outside,
snowflakes, as if custom-made for Christmas, slowly drifted down from the sky. A long, drawn-out song drifted from someone's window
: "In this lifetime, we meet on a narrow path, ultimately unable to escape..."

Gao Mingyuan and Hu Jing's on-again, off-again relationship ultimately couldn't escape a bit of fate. They would
surely ; whether they could overcome them or not, only time would tell. This kind of thing
can actually be seen in many people—whether by chance or deliberately sought out, the woman they marry, the man they marry
, often resembles a certain elder or relative, impossible to avoid. And as time flows,
the person beside them only becomes more and more like them. What can they do? Lament the joke of fate? Or thank their
predetermined destiny? Again, just wait and see.

—The End—

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