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Han Qingru frowned and reached out to block the wine bottle.

"Ono, you've had too much to drink. You have to go to the company tomorrow, so please stop drinking."

Han Qingru's tone carried a hint of reproach, but more than that, it was filled with heartache.

"I didn't drink too much."

Jiang Ye stubbornly pushed the wine bottle into Han Qingru's hand.

"Big sister, have a drink with me. I'm so happy today, Sky Soul's problem is solved, and you're back. I'm really glad."

Jiang Ye's eyes held a childlike pleading look.

Looking at Jiang Ye's reddened eyes and listening to his somewhat indistinct words, Han Qingru's heart softened.

She sighed and decided not to stop trying.

"Alright, since you're in a good mood today, I'll have a drink with you."

Han Qingru took the wine bottle and poured herself a glass.

"Let me try it too, and see what your favorite wine tastes like."

Han Qingru picked up her wine glass and took a small sip.

The cold beer flowed down my throat, carrying a hint of bitterness, but it was quickly replaced by the aroma of malt.

"It tastes pretty good." Han Qingru smiled and took another big gulp.

The two sat down in front of the barbecue stall and started drinking, one cup after another.

As night deepened, fewer and fewer customers remained at the barbecue stall.

Before we knew it, the empty wine bottles on the table had piled up into a small mountain.

Jiang Ye and Han Qingru were both slightly tipsy.

Jiang Ye's eyes became even more unfocused as he looked at Han Qingru with a silly smile on his lips.

Han Qingru's cheeks flushed with an alluring blush, her eyes revealing a hint of languor and charm.

"Big sister, let's go home."

Jiang Ye stood up, his body swaying slightly.

Han Qingru quickly helped him up, paid the bill, and the two of them, supporting each other, walked to the roadside and hailed a taxi.

"Master, to Yu Cui Bay."

Han Qingru gave the address of her villa.

The taxi drove smoothly through the streets of Hanju late at night.

The carriage was quiet, with only Jiang Ye's slightly heavy breathing.

He leaned on Han Qingru's shoulder, his eyes closed, seemingly asleep.

Han Qingru turned her head and looked at Jiang Ye's angular profile, her eyes filled with tenderness and longing.

She reached out and gently stroked Jiang Ye's hair, her movements as tender as if she were caressing a precious piece of porcelain.

Half an hour later, the taxi stopped in front of the Royal Green Bay Villa.

Han Qingru paid the fare and helped Jiang Ye out of the car.

Jiang Ye was very heavy, and it took Han Qingru a lot of effort to help him into the villa and put him on the large leather sofa in the living room.

"call……"

Han Qingru let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

She looked at Jiang Ye, who was lying on the sofa, fast asleep, and shook her head helplessly.

"This brat, he's drunk so much."

Han Qingru turned and went into the kitchen, poured a glass of warm water, took a hot towel, and returned to the living room.

She placed warm water on the coffee table and then gently wiped Jiang Ye's cheeks and forehead with a hot towel.

Jiang Ye seemed to feel comfortable; his brows relaxed slightly, and he let out a satisfied murmur.

Looking at his completely unguarded appearance, Han Qingru felt a surge of maternal warmth.

She helped Jiang Ye take off his shoes, covered him with a thin blanket, and then stood up to go to the guest room to rest.

The moment she turned around.

A large, strong hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Han Qingru paused for a moment, then turned her head.

Jiang Ye had opened his eyes at some point.

Although his eyes were still somewhat unfocused, they exuded an irresistible domineering and fiery aura.

"Sister Ru, don't go."

Jiang Ye's voice was hoarse and low, with a hint of pleading.

He pulled hard and drew Han Qingru directly into his arms.

Han Qingru exclaimed in surprise and fell onto Jiang Ye.

"Ono, what are you doing! Let me go!"

Han Qingru struggled frantically, trying to break free from Jiang Ye's embrace.

However, Jiang Ye's arms were like iron clamps, tightly holding her waist, giving her no chance to escape.

"Sister Ru, I don't want you to leave."

Jiang Ye buried his head in Han Qingru's neck, greedily inhaling her alluring fragrance.

I miss you so much, I really miss you.

Jiang Ye's murmur was like a fire, instantly igniting the flame that had been suppressed in Han Qingru's heart for a long time.

She looked into Jiang Ye's longing eyes and felt the burning heat emanating from his body.

At this moment, reason began to frantically waver.

She knew she shouldn't have done that.

She was five years older than Jiang Ye, she was divorced, and she felt that she was not good enough for Jiang Ye.

However, faced with Jiang Ye's passionate confession and his unreserved dependence, she was deeply moved.

Han Qingru's heart softened completely.

She stopped struggling, and her hands involuntarily climbed onto Jiang Ye's shoulders.

Jiang Ye sensed Han Qingru's compliance, and the fire in his heart burned even brighter.

He looked up at Han Qingru's luscious red lips, so close to his own.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Ye kissed her directly.

This kiss was domineering, passionate, and carried a madness that wanted to meld the other person into their very bones.

Han Qingru closed her eyes and passionately responded to Jiang Ye's kiss.

All concerns and all rationality were thrown to the winds at this moment.

The temperature in the living room rose sharply.

Their clothes gradually came off, and two hot bodies became tightly entwined.

That night, the villa was filled with the enchanting beauty of spring and the air was filled with fragrance.

……

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the French windows, spilling onto the messy bed.

Han Qingru slowly opened her eyes.

The hangover and the revelry of the previous night left her feeling a bit sore.

She turned her head and looked at Jiang Ye, who was lying beside her and still fast asleep.

Jiang Ye's breathing was even and long, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

Looking at Jiang Ye's handsome face, Han Qingru felt a complex mix of emotions.

There was sweetness and satisfaction, but more than anything, there was a deep sense of regret and self-blame.

She sighed and gently pulled away from Jiang Ye's embrace.

"Why couldn't I control myself...?"

Han Qingru silently blamed herself.

She felt she had made an unforgivable mistake.

She shouldn't have crossed the "sibling" boundary between them, and she shouldn't have burdened Jiang Ye with such a heavy emotional baggage.

Han Qingru lifted the covers, preparing to get out of bed.

Just then, a strong arm suddenly reached out from behind and pulled her back into its embrace.

"Big sister, where are you going so early?"

Jiang Ye's voice, with its characteristic morning hoarseness and languor, rang close to Han Qingru's ear.

Han Qingru froze, and a blush instantly spread across her cheeks.

"I...I'll go make breakfast."

Han Qingru stammered, trying to break free from Jiang Ye's embrace.

Jiang Ye not only didn't loosen his grip, but instead tightened his arms even more.

He rested his chin on Han Qingru's shoulder, looking at her alluring figure with a fiery glint in his eyes.

"There's no rush to make breakfast."

Jiang Ye chuckled mischievously, flipped over, and pinned Han Qingru beneath him.

"I'd like to eat something else first."

"Jiang Ye! You little bastard! Let me go!"

Han Qingru was filled with shame and indignation, and she pounded her fists on Jiang Ye's chest.

"You were up for so long last night, don't you feel tired at all?!"

"Not tired."

Jiang Ye sealed Han Qingru's red lips without any hesitation.

"With such a charming older sister, how could I possibly feel tired?"

It was another passionate and unrestrained lovemaking session.

The two finally stopped when the sun was high in the sky.