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"Congratulations on your new house, Brother Lei!" Ji Fanyin raised her glass again, her smile brighter than the lights, the alcohol having made her much more relaxed.

"Congratulations to you too." Lei Guoliang touched her cup, his gaze falling on her lips, which were stained with a little oil and appeared even more rosy. "I'll be relying on you a lot for things here in the future."

"No trouble at all, it's nothing," Ji Fanyin quickly replied, taking another sip of wine. After downing half a glass of red wine, she felt bolder and became more talkative.

With sparkling eyes, she recounted how she won over a difficult tenant, her body unconsciously leaning forward.

Lei Guoliang listened, slowly sipping his wine, but his gaze involuntarily followed her movements.

When she smiled, her eyes curved into crescent moons; when she spoke, her lips parted and closed, and she would occasionally lick the corner of her mouth that was stained with wine.

The top button of her shirt had somehow come undone, revealing a sliver of her fair neck and a hint of her collarbone. The apron straps accentuated her slender waist…

His Adam's apple bobbed as he opened another can of beer. The icy liquid went down his throat, but it felt like being poured on hot coals.

"...Then I said, the deposit must be paid, that's the rule!" Ji Fanyin got excited and reached out to slam the table, but accidentally knocked over the wine glass next to her.

The deep red liquid poured out instantly, staining her white shirt cuffs and a small patch of the table.

"Ah!" she gasped and hurriedly stood up.

Lei Guoliang moved even faster, grabbing a few tissues and walking around the table: "How could you be so careless?" He grabbed her wrist and used the tissues to wipe the wine stains from her cuffs.

Her wrists were slender, her skin warm, smelling of alcohol and a hint of sweat. His fingers were rough, calloused, rubbing against her skin.

Ji Fanyin froze, feeling as if she had been electrocuted where he was holding her, a tingling sensation spreading throughout her body instantly.

She looked up and met his eyes, which were inches away from hers.

His eyes were deep, churning with emotions she couldn't decipher, like a calm sea in the dark, with turbulent whirlpools hidden beneath its calm surface.

The alcohol made his breathing heavy, and his warm, alcohol-scented breath brushed against her forehead.

They were so close that she could smell the refreshing scent of his shampoo and shower gel mixed with beer and a faint malt aroma, and she could see the rise and fall of his chest beneath his T-shirt.

Time seemed to stand still. Only their intertwined heartbeats and breaths remained.

"Brother Lei... Brother Lei..." Ji Fanyin's voice trembled as if it were stuck in his throat.

Lei Guoliang didn't respond, he just stared at her. Her face was flushed, her eyes were hazy, her lips were slightly parted, and her chest rose and fell slightly due to nervousness and the effects of the alcohol.

Alcohol, the night, the empty room, and the warm, fragrant body in his arms, completely unguarded... all reason, calculation, and boundaries were shattered at this moment by a more primal and surging force.

He suddenly tightened his arms, pulling her into his embrace, and lowered his head to kiss her fiercely.

"Ugh!" Ji Fanyin gasped briefly, her breath stolen away by the burning lips and tongue.

The kiss carried the sweetness of red wine and the slight bitterness of beer; it was domineering, urgent, and filled with an irresistible possessiveness.

His arm was wrapped tightly around her waist like an iron hoop, and his other hand was inserted into the hair behind her head, holding her head in place, not allowing her to flinch in the slightest.

Ji Fanyin's mind went blank, leaving only the burning sensation of her lips and tongue conquering her territory, and the unfamiliar trembling that was ignited deep within her body.

She responded awkwardly, her arms unconsciously wrapping around his neck, her fingers unconsciously gripping the fabric of his shirt.

The kiss was long and deep, lasting until they were both breathless before finally separating. Ji Fanyin leaned against him, her body limp, her eyes unfocused, her lips swollen and red, and her chest heaving violently.

Lei Guoliang looked down at her face, which was flushed with passion and alcohol, and his eyes burned even brighter.

His hand slid down her back and stopped on her slender waist, outlined by the apron straps, his palm burning hot.

"Ji Fanyin," he said in a hoarse voice, his breath unsteady, "I gave you a chance to stop."

Ji Fanyin looked at him in a daze. The alcohol and the intense kiss just now had robbed her of her ability to think, leaving only instinctive desire and dependence.

She shook her head, burying her burning cheeks in the crook of his neck, her voice barely audible, yet filled with a desperate courage: "No... don't stop..."

These two words, like a final command, completely unleashed the beast suppressed within Lei Guoliang.

He scooped her up in his arms and strode toward the master bedroom. Ji Fanyin gasped softly and instinctively clung tightly to his neck.

The master bedroom was equally spacious, with a brand-new large bed occupying the center. Lei Guoliang placed her on the soft bedding, then leaned over and pressed down on her.

In the darkness, the rustling of clothes, rapid breathing, suppressed moans, and the sounds of skin touching intertwined.

Alcohol blurred the boundaries, amplified the senses, and overwhelmed the chanting like a tidal wave.

Lei Guoliang's actions initially carried an unquestionable sense of control and aggression, but strangely, they were also infused with a subtle hint of patience and guidance.

Sweat mingled, body heat scorched, in this space that belonged to him and symbolized a new beginning, the most primal life force burst forth in the collision, entwined and inseparable.

The city lights outside the window flickered tirelessly, witnessing how this housewarming night transformed from a warm and cozy meal into an intense and uncontrolled fusion of body and soul, catalyzed by alcohol, hormones, and surging emotions.

When everything finally calmed down, all that remained were heavy breathing and sweat-soaked skin.

Ji Fanyin curled up in Lei Guoliang's sweaty arms, so tired that she couldn't even lift her fingers, but her mind was unusually clear.

The effects of the alcohol had mostly worn off, leaving behind a clear soreness in my body and a blank yet burning ember in my heart.

Lei Guoliang's arm was still across her waist, and her breathing gradually became steady.

In the darkness, he stared at the blurry outline of the ceiling.

It's out of control. But... he doesn't seem to regret it.

Silence filled the room, broken only by the faint hum of the air conditioner. After a long while, Lei Guoliang's deep, hoarse voice broke the silence:

"Move in tomorrow."

It's not a question, it's a statement.

Ji Fanyin trembled slightly in his arms, and after a long while, she let out a barely audible "hmm".

This sound, like an anchor point, firmly binds to reality this unexpected event that began with alcohol and ended with desire.

Some things, once they happen, can never be undone. And from that moment on, their relationship entered a deeper, more entangled, and more unknown territories.

In the darkness, after that "hmm" fell, there was an even longer silence.

Only their gradually calming breaths and the warm, moist feeling left from their skin touching.

Ji Fanyin drifted between extreme exhaustion and subsequent clarity.

Every part of her body was telling her about her existence; a hidden ache in a certain place reminded her of what had just happened.

But strangely, I didn't feel too panicked. Instead, I felt a sense of relief and a vague, indescribable sense of belonging.

She was held in his arms, her back pressed against his strong chest, able to feel his steady heartbeat, and smelling the strong scent of sweat and desire emanating from him.

She really...slept with him. This fact was crystal clear.

Lei Guoliang's arm remained around her waist, not letting go.

In the darkness, his eyes were open, his brain working at high speed after the intense emotions had subsided.

It was true that things got out of control, but he didn't regret it. Ji Fanyin's compliance, awkward reaction, and subsequent quietness confirmed one thing for him.

She had truly fallen for him, and this feeling was a mixture of admiration, dependence, and youthful impulsiveness.

This was a more complex employment relationship than he had anticipated, but it might also be... more solid.

The key lies in how to define and control it.