Chapter 20: Shen Qingyue

Shen Qingyue was stunned for a moment, then nodded lightly, a hint of an elusive smile on her lips: "Alright, just right to dissipate the alcohol."

The two strolled along the small path outside the bar, the shadows of the plane trees by the roadside stretched long under the dim streetlights, and the street appeared exceptionally quiet.

Li Yan didn't rush to say anything, but maintained a kind of reassuring silence.

As Shen Qingyue walked, she suddenly stopped and tilted her head slightly to look at Li Yan.

Her gaze was complex and carried a hint of shyness, but more of an irrepressible emotion.

She opened her mouth lightly, her voice mixed with a hint of trembling: "Li Yan, why... why were you so good to me tonight?"

Li Yan turned his head to look at her, a faint smile rising at the corners of his mouth: "Because you're worth it."

His voice was calm yet full of power, making Shen Qingyue's heart tremble violently.

Sometimes, the hunter still needs to proactively give the prey a little sweetness~

At this moment, Shen Qingyue seemed unable to control her emotions any longer.

She lifted her head and slowly moved toward Li Yan, her gaze no longer showing any evasion.

Then, with almost no warning, she stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss him.

Li Yan was slightly stunned, but quickly reacted.

He gently held Shen Qingyue's shoulders, responding to her kiss with composure, still that kind of skillful and addictive gentleness.

The night wind blew, and the figures of the two appeared exceptionally intimate under the lights.

Shen Qingyue's breathing was slightly rapid; she looked up at Li Yan, her eyes carrying a hint of clear suggestion.

She didn't say anything more, just expressed everything with her actions.

Li Yan smiled faintly, gently took her hand, and said in a calm tone: "Let's go, let's find a place to sit and talk~"

Ahem, as for whether it was to sit and talk or to do the deed, Li Yan, pinching the 0.01 in his pocket, had already made a decision.

Li Yan raised his hand to hail a car, opened the back door, and naturally let Shen Qingyue get in first.

She lowered her head slightly, her skirt hem lifting gently, revealing slender, fair legs in the night, and then sat into the car.

Li Yan followed into the car, closed the door, and said simply to the driver: "Shangri-La Hotel."

This was one of the best hotels in Luzhong City; both the service and the environment were top-notch.

The car was quiet, the driver didn't say much, just focused on driving.

In the back seat, Shen Qingyue leaned to one side, her gaze resting on Li Yan intentionally or otherwise.

Under the dim lights, her face appeared even softer, and those eyes carrying a hint of confusion hid a bit of expectation and unease.

Li Yan didn't deliberately say much, just looked at her occasionally, a faint smile on his lips.

The car stopped at the hotel entrance; Shen Qingyue got out first, followed by Li Yan, who walked straight toward the hotel lobby.

The lobby of the Shangri-La was decorated luxuriously yet elegantly, the warm yellow lights making the entire space appear exceptionally cozy.

Li Yan walked to the front desk, took out a gold card, and handed it to the receptionist, his voice low and steady: "Open a suite, settle the bill for a single night."

His tone was calm, without the slightest hesitation.

Shen Qingyue stood behind him, her hands hanging naturally, looking up at his every move, but her heart was already surging with waves.

The receptionist operated the computer quickly and soon handed over a room card: "Sir, your room is Suite 2508, 24-hour room service is available to you at any time."

Li Yan took the room card, nodded slightly, and then made a "follow me" gesture to Shen Qingyue.

Taking the elevator to the 25th floor, the two walked out of the elevator.

Shen Qingyue lowered her head slightly, following behind Li Yan, her fingers grabbing the bag strap somewhat nervously.

She had already made a decision in her heart, but at this moment, she still couldn't help but feel a flutter.

After the room card swiped the door open, the soft lights in the room turned on automatically.

The room was exquisitely and luxuriously furnished, the large bed was neat and spacious, and outside the window was the night view of the entire city, neon lights flickering, flowing with color.

Li Yan placed the room card on the table casually, unbuttoned his shirt cuffs, and took off his watch, placing it on the table.

He turned around, looked at Shen Qingyue who was still standing at the door, and smiled slightly: "What's wrong? Come in and sit."

Shen Qingyue looked up, bit her lower lip, then walked into the room and closed the door gently.

Her steps carried a hint of lightness, but her gaze was evasive.

She knew what she wanted and also knew what might happen next.

She walked to the sofa, placed the bag in her hand aside casually, and lowered her head slightly to tidy up her skirt.

Then, she looked up at Li Yan, her eyes carrying a hint of boldness intertwined with shyness.

She slowly moved toward Li Yan, stood in front of him, and said softly: "Li Yan, why... why were you so good to me tonight?"

Li Yan looked at her, didn't answer directly, but raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and raised his hand to brush away a few strands of hair from her forehead: "What do you think?"

Shen Qingyue didn't answer, just looked at him quietly, her gaze filled with some indescribable complex emotions.

Then, she suddenly stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss his lips.

This kiss was bolder than the one in the bar, carrying an unconcealable emotion.

Li Yan was stunned for a moment, but responded immediately.

His hands naturally held her waist, pulling her closer.

Shen Qingyue's body pressed tightly against him, feeling the temperature of his palms.

She was more proactive than before, even appearing somewhat eager, as if afraid of missing this moment.

The lights in the room were soft, and the city night view outside the window was reflected on the glass window, blurring all the clamor.

Shen Qingyue's hand slowly stroked Li Yan's shoulder, closing her eyes to enjoy this intimacy.

Her breathing gradually became rapid, while Li Yan always maintained a kind of composure and control.

This night was destined to be an extraordinary night. At the highest point of this city, two hearts moved closer under the drive of alcohol and hormones, and an ambiguous atmosphere permeated the air, making it impossible to resist.

The night deepened, and the neon lights outside the window became blurred, as if the entire world were left with only the two of them.

The temperature in the room rose slowly, and as time passed, the distance between the two became closer and closer.

And when a fair, tender body with arms tightly protecting its chest appeared on the genuine leather sofa, the white short skirt and small T-shirt had long been scattered on the soft carpet.

This was a silent emotional confrontation, carrying mutual attraction and probing, and also a sublimation of emotion; all restraint and hesitation appeared so unimportant at this moment.

Shen Qingyue was more proactive than Li Yan, even making him feel somewhat surprised, while Li Yan responded with his consistent calmness and maturity, everything falling into place.

This night was destined to become a memory Shen Qingyue could never forget.

Especially when that scene, resembling a white jade bridge, was supported in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the hotel suite, the 'steering wheel' held by Li Yan's hands was firm, lifted, and soft. ===== CHAPTER 21 =====