Spring Night Kiss.

Chapter 49 You're So Sweet

Without even a second thought, it was Xu Zhouye who squeezed in.

Song Qingjia peeked out the door and thankfully, the corridor was empty; there wasn't a single person there.

She immediately slammed the door shut and asked irritably, "What are you doing here?"

Xu Zhouye walked over to her and pulled her between himself and the desk: "I'm here to get the data. Engineer Song promised to send me a copy of the simulation data."

Song Qingjia pushed against his chest: "Get off me, how am I supposed to post this?"

Xu Zhouye grabbed her hand and kissed it.

"Don't touch me," he said.

Song Qingjia: "?"

This person is a real scoundrel, turning the tables on others?

"So what are you doing now?" She dodged his lips as they pressed together.

Xu Zhouye said, "I'm using my mouth."

Song Qingjia: "..."

She realized that she had no idea how shameless this man was.

"Don't worry, I just checked, there's no one outside," Xu Zhouye said softly, knowing she was worried.

Before Song Qingjia could even retort, his kiss had already landed on her lips.

"You haven't spoken to me all day, let me kiss you for a while."

He murmured, biting her lips. His voice sounded gentle, but his actions were anything but gentle, carrying a sense of force and dominance.

He grabbed her waist with one hand and lifted her up, while using the other hand to push the notebook and tablet on the table aside.

Song Qingjia was lifted up and sat on the edge of the table, her back against the filing cabinet. The cold metal seeped in through her thin shirt, creating a stark contrast with the burning sensation in front of her.

"Respond to me, baby," Xu Zhouye said, stepping back slightly to coax her.

"No..." Song Qingjia was not fooled at all.

Xu Zhouye clicked his tongue, grabbed her chin and lifted it up, kissing her even deeper this time, as if he were stealing her breath.

Under such a passionate kiss, even the most stubborn woman couldn't help but soften, reaching out to grab his shoulders to steady herself as she slid down.

The man chuckled softly.

Just as he was about to pick her up and let her sit on his lap, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Song Qingjia's mind cleared in an instant, and she pushed him away in annoyance.

She's completely bewitched! Is this a place and time where she can just act recklessly?!

She stepped down from the table, straightened her clothes, and called out, "Please come in."

Before the door opened, she glared at Xu Zhouye, signaling him not to say anything out of line.

Xu Zhouye raised an eyebrow.

The door was pushed open, and in came the assistant engineer, surnamed Zhou, holding a printed report.

"Teacher Song, here is the pressure distribution data for the base plate that you requested. I've compiled it."

His words came to an abrupt halt when he saw Xu Zhouye standing beside the desk.

Xu Zhouye was looking down at the notebook on the table, his expression completely natural. Xiao Zhou paused for a moment, his gaze shifting between the two of them.

"Wild... wild god?"

Xu Zhouye looked up and nodded at him: "I've come to get the wind tunnel data."

After saying that, he flipped through two pages of the notebook, pointed to a set of data, and asked Song Qingjia, "Have these boundary conditions been labeled?"

Song Qingjia rolled her eyes inwardly. He was certainly good at pretending. There was some truth to those netizens' comments that he deserved an Oscar for Best Actor; his acting skills were truly superb.

She glanced down at the page, picked up a pen, and wrote a few words in the margin.

Looking at the two of them, Xiao Zhou felt that nothing seemed wrong, but something also seemed off.

He placed the report on the table, and Song Qingjia asked him a few questions, which he answered one by one. Then he left and closed the door behind him.

The moment the door closed, Xu Zhouye's hand wrapped around her waist again.

Song Qingjia dodged to the side: "Is this never going to end?"

Xu Zhouye replied matter-of-factly, "Who told me my darling is so tempting? I can't get enough of kissing him."

Song Qingjia stood two steps away, looking at him.

In the chaos just now, I didn't even notice that his shirt collar was crooked because she had pulled it... There was even a little bit of her lipstick on his lips, but you couldn't see it unless you looked closely.

She prayed that Xiao Zhou hadn't noticed.

"Can we kiss again when we get back?" She had no other choice, no more temper, and gave in.

"no."

"You can kiss me however you like then."

Xu Zhouye's eyes lit up: "You said it?"

At this moment, Song Qingjia just wanted to get this big shot out of his office, so naturally he would agree to whatever he said: "Yes, yes, I said it."

But she regretted it when night fell.

Very sorry.

The "closeness" she referred to and the "closeness" he understood were completely different things!

Song Qingjia lay on her back on the bed, her face flushed. Her fingers gripped the sheets beneath her, her knuckles turning white. Upon closer inspection, one could see that her body was trembling slightly.

She bit her lower lip, trying not to make a sound, but he always found a way to make her unable to hold back.

Song Ergou was locked out of the bedroom. The sound of his claws scratching at the door could be heard intermittently a few times, but then it stopped, probably because he had given up.

Xu Zhouye peeked out from under the covers, his lips glistening with a roguish yet satisfied smile.

He leaned down and kissed her sweaty forehead, then the tip of her nose, his voice hoarse: "Baby, you're so sweet."

"Shut up……"

She would never again easily agree to any of his requests, not even one!

Xu Zhouye chuckled: "Okay, I'll shut up."

He meant that he kept his mouth shut, but other parts of his body were moving.

Song Qingjia was ecstatic.

Finally, she didn't even have the strength to reach out, so he washed her, then she put on her pajamas and was carried to the next guest room to sleep.

There's no way to sleep on the sheets; there are too many stains.

Song Qingjia fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow, but Xu Zhouye was wide awake and propped his head up to watch her.

The woman was sleeping peacefully, her lips slightly pouting, her skin was truly white and translucent, like it was made of water, so delicate it would break at the slightest touch.

When she's awake, she's radiant and beautiful.

But when she's asleep, she seems to have put away all her thorns, revealing a girlish side.

Xu Zhouye couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her forehead, leaving a kiss devoid of any lust.

The cell phone rang at that moment.

The girl in his arms frowned, whimpered, and snuggled into his chest.

Xu Zhouye patted her back with one hand to coax her to sleep, and with the other hand he grabbed his phone from the bedside table.

It was her phone ringing.

The caller ID reads: Nie Yuhuai.

Xu Zhouye narrowed his eyes, hovered his finger above the screen, pondered for a moment, and then pressed the answer button.

"Feed?"

There was a long silence on the other end.

"Where is Qingjia?"