Jiang Fei and Lin Moli decided to stay after all.
However, although Gao Qinyuan’s apartment had two bedrooms and three living areas, one of the rooms had been converted into a study, leaving only two actual bedrooms. So, the two big celebrities, Gao Qinyuan and Qiao Yiyi, shared one room, leaving the other for either Jiang Fei and Lin Moli to sleep together—or for Lin Moli to take the bedroom while Jiang Fei slept on the couch.
Gao Qinyuan wasn’t clear about Jiang Fei and Lin Moli’s relationship. Judging by their demeanor, she assumed they were a couple, which was why she had enthusiastically invited them to stay, even saying there were plenty of rooms.
But Qiao Yiyi had lived with Jiang Fei and Lin Moli for a while and knew that the last barrier between them hadn’t yet been broken—they hadn’t reached the point of sharing a bed. Moreover, after Jiang Fei was shot and hospitalized, Qiao Yiyi had even met his official girlfriend, Bai Ruoxi, at the hospital. So…
Her eyes discreetly flickered between Jiang Fei and Lin Moli, curious about how the two would arrange themselves tonight.
Gao Qinyuan went to tidy up the rooms, casually grabbing two new sets of pajamas for Qiao Yiyi and Lin Moli to wear. As celebrities, they might lack many things, but clothes were never in short supply. Most A-list stars had entire rooms in their homes dedicated to clothes, bags, and shoes. Many outfits were worn only once, if at all, before being left untouched.
Jiang Fei and Lin Moli sat side by side on the sofa, slightly embarrassed. “So… how are we sleeping tonight?”
Honestly, given their relationship, almost everything that could happen already had—albeit just once, without much coordination—so sharing a bed shouldn’t be a big deal. The real issue was that they’d never done it before. Even when they’d lived together in Daocun, they hadn’t crossed that line!
In Jiang Fei’s view, pure friendships between men and women were possible, despite what some people claimed. But if a man and woman could share a bed at night and still insist they were just friends? That was downright laughable.
Sleeping in the same bed and still calling it pure friendship? That’s just absurd.
Of course, Jiang Fei and Lin Moli had long moved past mere camaraderie.
“Do you want the couch or the bed?” Lin Moli asked, not shying away. Her large, captivating eyes locked onto his.
Jiang Fei thought for a moment, then said with feigned shyness, “The bed would be more comfortable…”
Sleeping in a big bed with a beauty versus alone on the couch? Even an idiot could tell which was better!
So while he pretended to hesitate, internally, he was shouting, The bed, obviously!
Before, Jiang Fei had held back because he didn’t want to complicate their relationship. But now that things had progressed, and Lin Moli had grown increasingly bold—almost like a wild horse breaking free—he felt it was time to fully tame this enchantress.
Lin Moli rolled her eyes. “What a lame excuse! Just say you want to sleep with me. It’s not like I’m refusing.”
“You’re okay with it?”
“Do I have a choice?”
Hearing this, Jiang Fei’s heart burned with anticipation. To him, her words were an invitation to intimacy.
The current Lin Moli was even more alluring than when she’d been the “Most Beautiful Nurse” at Jin City Second Hospital. Her long legs were irresistible, and since becoming the general manager of Jiang’s Clinic, her strong, confident aura only made her more desirable.
Every time this vixen teased him, she left him aching with desire.
“But…” Her tone shifted, a playful glint in her eyes as she leaned in, whispering in his ear, “You can sleep in the bed tonight—if you promise not to go too far.”
Jiang Fei’s hands, which had been caressing her smooth thighs, paused. “What counts as ‘too far’?”
Not breaking the bed? Not trying advanced positions on the first try?
He quickly reassured her, “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle. The first time isn’t as scary as you think.”
Lin Moli’s face flushed crimson. Despite her usual boldness, she bit his ear lightly, leaving neat little marks. “Where’s your mind at?! I just mean you can’t take advantage of me tonight. Boundaries.”
Jiang Fei froze, his hands stilling. “Why? I’m ready this time!”
Back in Daocun, she’d stopped him at the last moment, leaving him frustrated. But now that everything was out in the open, he saw no reason to hold back.
“I’m not ready!” she hissed, biting her lip.
“But you were before!”
“That was in Daocun. Tonight, we’re at Gao Qinyuan’s place, with her and Qiao Yiyi right next door. Do you really think that’s appropriate?” Her face burned.
Of course, this was only part of the reason. Deep down, she wanted to give herself to him—but when the moment neared, she realized she wasn’t as prepared as she’d thought.
A woman’s most precious possession, guarded for over twenty years, wasn’t something she could part with lightly—even for the man she loved.
Jiang Fei sighed, his hands drifting to her hips. “This is torture. Maybe we shouldn’t have stayed.”
Lin Moli shot him a look. “So impatient? You had plenty of chances before and never acted.”
“Times change,” he murmured. His mind, however, was already racing: Once we’re in bed together, will I really be able to control myself?
If I don’t hold back, I’m a beast. If I do… I’m worse than a beast.
On the opposite sofa, Qiao Yiyi pretended to watch TV, but her gaze kept flickering to the intimate pair. Seeing them whisper and embrace, her cheeks warmed—and a pang of jealousy pricked her heart.
She could tell their relationship had deepened since her days at the Daocun villa. Back then, they’d been close, even flirtatious, but never this openly affectionate.
Did Bai Ruoxi’s appearance actually bring them closer instead of driving them apart?
Whatever the case, she couldn’t interfere. She stiffly focused on the TV until Gao Qinyuan returned with pajamas, sending her and Lin Moli off to shower.
Seizing the moment, Jiang Fei pulled out his phone to text Bai Ruoxi. His life had become complicated, but now that he was in it, he could only try to balance things—suffering and enjoying it in equal measure.
“Jiang Fei, why the long face?” Gao Qinyuan asked as she sat beside him.
He shook his head, smiling. “Just thinking.”
She didn’t press further, turning her attention to the TV. Studying her profile, Jiang Fei noted how elegant she looked—her delicate jawline defying her age. Rumors swirled that she was dating a Taiwanese actor lately. He wondered if it was true.
Soon, Lin Moli and Qiao Yiyi emerged from their showers, steam curling around them. Jiang Fei’s breath caught.
There was something undeniably captivating about a freshly bathed woman—damp hair, flushed skin, the casual drape of pajamas. His eyes darted between the two, utterly spellbound.
Qiao Yiyi, a top-tier Asian star, and Lin Moli, with her stunning legs, were equally mesmerizing in their own ways.
Lin Moli towel-dried her hair, sauntering over. “Hey, you’re making Yiyi blush.”
Both Jiang Fei and Qiao Yiyi flushed, shooting her annoyed looks.
Must you say it out loud?
After Jiang Fei and Gao Qinyuan took their turns showering, Gao retired to her room. Jiang Fei, however, hesitated—heart pounding—before quietly slipping into Lin Moli’s room…
