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Luckily for Yu Qingyu, Liu Wei did not have any such plans. He understood the man's earlier complaint about being in a public space, and respected it. So, for the duration of the ride to Zhou Mengnan's mansion, he played it nice, and restricted himself only to kissing his opponent on the mouth.

Of course, the kissing was not all that innocent. By the time the car stopped fifteen minutes later, Yu Qingyu was out of breath, out of strength, and with no trace of ability to form coherent thoughts in his mind. His whole face was red, from the tips of his ears to the base of his neck, and he gazed at Liu Wei as if he was half-conscious, breathing heavily.

Liu Wei licked his lips, looking down at his opponent with narrowed eyes. The corner of his mouth lifted, stretching his mouth in a satisfied smirk.

"Come," he said in a low, slightly hoarse voice, pulling the man's wrist to get him out of the car.