Figure Skating: Waltz on Ice

Du Liangchen felt Mei Jing bite his lip, and his brows furrowed slightly in pain.

"hiss!"

Mei Jing tenderly licked the spot he had bitten, then said fiercely, "I've wanted to say this for a long time: you're not allowed to call me Mei Jing, it's not intimate at all. Do you think it's appropriate to call me by my full name? Hmm~"

Feeling guilty, Du Liangchen avoided his eyes. "It's really inappropriate. So, I'll call you baby too? Ugh, that's so cheesy!" She shuddered as she finished speaking.

Du Liangchen was met with a death stare from Mei Jing, so he quickly tried to appease her, "Okay! Okay! I was wrong, but I'm really not used to being called 'baby'~"

"Calling her Jingjing sounds like calling her Jingjing, which is too girly."

"Hmm~~~How about... I call you 'Good Girl'?"

Du Liangchen gently lifted his chin with his fingers, his wet eyes fixed on him. "Sweetie, okay? Hmm?"

After saying that, she kissed him, then raised an eyebrow and continued to stare into his eyes, waiting for his answer.

Mei Jing was captivated by his deep, affectionate eyes and lost her senses. She swallowed hard, her throat dry, and could no longer resist his seduction. She pounced on him and kissed him.

Du Liangchen felt Mei Jing's lips were burning hot, like a fire that was about to melt him. His breaths became less and less, and he subconsciously hugged the other person tightly, sucking the air from his mouth.

Sensing that Du Liangchen's breathing was not right, Mei Jing let go of him and was relieved to see that he was breathing heavily without any other discomfort.

Reluctant to let go of such an alluring baby, Mei Jing pressed her lips to his trembling eyes, then slid them down to his collarbone...

Du Liangchen couldn't help but gently grab Mei Jing's hair, feeling all the blood rushing to his lower abdomen.

......

After finishing his meeting, Du Langxing called Du Liangchen, saying they would be home together soon. However, Du Liangchen didn't answer either of his two calls, and Du Langxing's face turned serious.

Without even thinking, he knew they must be with Mei Jing, so he walked towards their apartment building. First, he knocked on Du Liangchen's door, but no one answered. Then he knocked on Mei Jing's door.

When Mei Jing opened the door and saw Du Langxing, a hint of panic flashed across her face. "Director Du, you're looking for Xiao Chen, right? He's here." She stepped aside to let him in.

Du Langxing saw Mei Jing's swollen lips and cracked mouth, and stared at him sharply.

"Mei Jing, hurry up, you're back!" Du Liangchen frantically tapped on his phone, urging Mei Jing to come back quickly. Then he said to Du Langxing, "Uncle, wait for me a moment. Let me finish this game before we leave."

Du Langxing frowned slightly as he looked at the clothes the two were wearing now, which were different from what they wore to the meeting that morning.

"Light the tower, light the tower!" Du Liangchen kept urging Mei Jing.

Mei Jing said calmly, "We're counting now, we won!"

After finishing the game, Du Liangchen, without waiting for Du Langxing to urge him, obediently put away his phone and said to him, "Uncle, let's go home."

Du Langxing's gaze lingered on his face, and his brows furrowed even more.

Du Liangchen's usually clear and bright eyes were now red at the corners, his eyes were misty, his face was like a peach blossom, his lips were as red as blood, and there was a cracked corner of his lip. It was clear that the two of them had not been doing anything good in the room.

"Uncle?" Du Liangchen felt uneasy under his gaze.

"Let's go." Du Langxing said indifferently, then followed Du Liangchen out the door, turning back to glare at Mei Jing.

Mei Jing felt guilty and dared not meet his gaze.

When Du Langxing saw Du Liangchen walking briskly ahead, he wondered for a moment if he had guessed wrong.