Little Angel Playing with Fire

The metal frame of the revolving door refracted the faint sunlight as Gu Luo stepped into the Luoshen Grand Hotel. A warm breeze laced with cedar fragrance greeted him.

Gu Luo tilted his head to gaze at the twenty-meter-high crystal dome ceiling. Amidst the dazzling lights, the entire structure seemed to have inverted the Milky Way indoors. The cloud-patterned marble floor reflected the shimmering radiance from above, while the crystals embedded in the corridor pillars scattered delicate glimmers in the draft. Even the subtle embroidery on the staff uniforms exuded sophistication.

So extravagant.

And this was just a minor venture under the Luoshen Group's empire.

Gu Luo had heard of this hotel before but never had the chance to visit—until now.

And the one clinging affectionately to his arm was none other than Luo Shuning, the heiress of the Luoshen Group.

Talk about living the high life.

What’s the point of having a system if I’m just coasting on this?

"Sweetheart, let’s rest in the room first, then head down for dinner later... The... here is..." Luo Shuning’s voice dripped with honey as she meticulously described the hotel’s layout, from the heated pool on the basement level to the executive suites on the eighteenth floor.

Gu Luo couldn’t help but feel a twinge of awe. After all, he’d technically be the owner of this grand hotel someday.

But as they walked, something felt off. Just before stepping into the elevator, he couldn’t resist asking, "Don’t we need to check in?"

"No need. We have our own dedicated room," Luo Shuning replied, covering her mouth with a light chuckle.

Huh?

A dedicated room?

"Then why did you tell me to bring my ID, darling...?" Gu Luo’s expression turned slightly awkward.

"Oh, I was just hinting at you in a roundabout way..." At this, Luo Shuning’s cheeks bloomed with a rosy flush as she shot him a coy glance. "I just didn’t expect my sweetheart to think we were here to sign some contract."

"Cough..."

Gu Luo’s face instantly burned with embarrassment, his ears turning scarlet.

This was going to be ammunition for his little angel to tease him about for life.

"Pfft!"

Luo Shuning burst into laughter, tightening her grip on his arm. She rose slightly on her tiptoes, her warm breath brushing against his ear:

"My dear Gu Luo is just too adorable~~~"

Her tone was sugary and soft, like a kindergarten teacher coaxing a child.

As the saying goes, men remain boys at heart—male psychology is practically a subset of child psychology.

And a certain "little rough man’s" ears turned an even deeper shade of red.

How could anyone resist this?

Too damn charming.

Gu Luo glanced around, ensuring no one was watching, then leaned in to whisper, "Darling, you’re playing with fire."

Instead of retreating, Luo Shuning only smiled brighter, her eyes curving into crescents as her fingertip traced his cheek. "If it’s my Gu Luo, this big sister is willing to do anything~~~"

She paused, blinking her dewy eyes at him. "Hehe, so my sweetheart likes this kind of roleplay~~~ Well then, as long as Gu Luo behaves, big sister will reward you~~~"

"......"

Gu Luo couldn’t hold back any longer. The restless energy he’d suppressed while photographing Lu Xuexue and Gu Ximan’s private shoot earlier now flared to life under Luo Shuning’s teasing.

He quickened his pace, eager to toss her onto the bed and teach her a proper lesson.

"Haha... Slow down, slow down, I’m not running away..."

Luo Shuning, sensing his urgency, giggled again, matching his stride effortlessly.

Hearing her gentle coaxing, Gu Luo sped up even more—only to suddenly halt, sweeping the girl into his arms in a princess carry.

Unfazed by the onlookers’ glances, Luo Shuning looped her arms around his neck with a radiant smile, blowing another teasing breath into his ear:

"If my dear Gu Luo can deliver some good news later, big sister might even consider taking a bath with you~~~"

With that, she planted a loud "mwah" on his cheek, leaving behind a faint red lipstick mark.

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