Beg Me Until I'm Satisfied

Gu Qingcheng remained silent.

She bent down, gazing at the billiards table in front of her. She pointed her cue, and the ball went in with precision and skill.

The sun was setting, casting a beam of light directly onto Gu Qingcheng. Her exquisite and beautiful face, like white jade, glowed in the sunlight, making Lu Chi unable to take his eyes off her.

He stared at her steadily, and in his eyes, a hint of complex tenderness emerged.

Gu Qingcheng looked at Lu Chi, and their eyes met perfectly.

She wasn't surprised; she was only filled with a sense of calm.

"I'm married," she hinted, "and I love my husband very much."

Lu Chi lowered his gaze, as if he had never seen Gu Qingcheng's tenderness before.

"You don't think I'm interested in you, do you?" he sneered. "Don't flatter yourself; you're not worthy of me."