The two stepped into their exclusive hotel room, and the moment the door swung open, an air of luxury washed over them.
Slipping into soft slippers, Gu Luo walked slowly, his eyes carefully taking in the interior decor. Abstract paintings by renowned artists adorned the walls, subtly showcasing refined taste, while the handcrafted leather sofa boasted a texture so exquisite it seemed to carry the warmth of the artisan’s touch...
As Gu Luo marveled at the opulence, an inexplicable sense of familiarity crept into his heart.
Luo Shuning sat gracefully on the king-sized bed, the long-staple cotton sheets beneath her as soft as clouds. A faint smile played on her lips as she lifted a slender finger, pointing at Gu Luo’s cheek.
"Little Treasure, go look in the bathroom mirror."
Hm?
Curiosity stirred in Gu Luo’s chest, and his feet carried him almost involuntarily toward the bathroom.
He stepped into another world of extravagance.
The oversized jacuzzi resembled a miniature swimming pool, meticulously carved from premium marble, its veins as delicate as an ink-wash landscape painting. As he approached the mirror, its smart technology adjusted the brightness automatically to the lighting.
What greeted him was the faint imprint of red lips on his cheek.
Clearly, Luo Shuning had worn lipstick today.
No wonder her lips seemed rosier than usual.
Given her natural beauty, she rarely wore makeup, so he hadn’t noticed.
If it were Little Man or Shu He, they might have made a fuss, but the gentle and composed Shuning wouldn’t.
A surge of heat rose from Gu Luo’s core, spreading rapidly through his body, leaving him restless and feverish.
He didn’t wipe the mark away. Instead, he turned and walked back to the bed, giving Luo Shuning a light push. She leaned back obligingly, sinking into the plush bedding.
It was as if they were performing a choreographed dance, perfectly in sync.
The only time Gu Luo had been intimate with Luo Shuning before was on the living room sofa at home—back then, Luo Shuhe had stoked his desire, and the timing had been just right. This time, however, it was Gu Ximan and Lu Xuexue who had stirred him up during the day.
As a healthy young man, being dragged into the girls’ bedroom for ultra-close-up, nosebleed-inducing private photoshoots—without being allowed to act on his impulses—had been torturous.
But given their relationship now, there was no need to hold back. He leaned down, capturing Luo Shuning’s red lips in a kiss.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, responding with fiery passion. The mingling of their lips and tongues ignited a blazing flame that spread recklessly through the confined space.
As the kiss deepened, his hands grew restless.
Radar activated.
Time flowed like sand through an hourglass in the haze of their intimacy, and in what felt like a blink, over ten minutes had slipped away.
After the heated exchange, Gu Luo summoned his formidable self-control and pulled back. Though his body still burned, the urgent craving had eased somewhat.
Luo Shuning nestled against his chest, her cheeks flushed, her silky hair cascading messily over their shoulders, carrying a faint, intoxicating fragrance.
Her gaze was shy, avoiding his. Instead of straightening her slightly disheveled collar, she took a deep breath, mustering all her courage before stammering out:
"...Little Treasure, I... I want to give you my first time."
After a pause, she added in an almost inaudible whisper:
"...We don’t have to use... protection... I’ll take... the pill..."
Her heart pounded violently in her chest.
Luo Shuning was clearly swept up in the moment. Originally, she had only planned to take a bath with Gu Luo today, but overwhelmed by uncontrollable emotions and tangled thoughts, she impulsively decided to go all the way—to finally end her rivalry with Shu He.
Today, riding the high of her uncle’s approval, she wanted to take her relationship with Gu Luo to the next level.
Hearing this, Gu Luo’s heartbeat quickened, but he also keenly sensed something off about his little angel.
Compared to her usual reserved demeanor, today she seemed unusually eager, as if driven by some invisible force.
He had assumed she just wanted to celebrate their newfound approval with some affection, but he never expected her to rush into offering her virginity.
What had happened?
Why this sudden shift in her mindset?
Gu Luo was no saint—the proposal sent a jolt of desire through him.
But truly loving someone meant prioritizing restraint over impulse.
Instead of answering immediately, he gently ruffled Luo Shuning’s hair, giving her time to calm down before softly asking:
"Big Treasure, what’s wrong? Now that Dad’s given his blessing, what are you afraid of?"
At this, Luo Shuning opened her mouth but couldn’t find the words. She sighed faintly instead.
Of course, it was because of last night—she feared Luo Shuhe might disregard sisterly bonds and make a move on Gu Luo without warning.
Though the driver Yang had just mentioned that Luo Shuhe had a boyfriend—and it wasn’t Gu Luo—as her elder sister, she could keenly sense something fishy about the situation.
Last night, after Gu Luo got drunk, it was Shuling and Shuhe who brought him back.
What happened during that time remained a mystery.
Since Yang was a driver for the Luo Shen Hotel, checking his travel records and the hotel’s surveillance footage from last night might reveal the truth.
Of course, there was also the possibility that Luo Shuhe really did have a so-called boyfriend who was slightly chubbier than Gu Luo, but the odds of that were slim—so slim they could almost be ignored.
"Darling."
Seeing her expression, Gu Luo quickly pulled Luo Shuning into a tight embrace and said earnestly, "Darling, we’ll always be together. I promise you that."
He had a vague suspicion this had something to do with Luo Shuhe.
Luo Shuning buried her face in Gu Luo’s chest, her arms wrapped tightly around him as she murmured softly, "I believe you, and I believe in us... but I just can’t help worrying sometimes."
"I’m afraid of unexpected things happening... afraid of so many possibilities..."
After a pause, she lifted her face slightly. "Sweetheart, let’s move up our special day, okay? How about this Sunday?"
This was the promise they had made when they first confessed their feelings—a crucial ritual in their relationship.
Before then, they needed their families’ approval. Gu Luo would prepare a heartfelt gift and a loving confession, while Luo Shuning would play the piano piece ["Looking Forward to a Future with You"] for him.
"Alright, this weekend it is."
Gu Luo planted a gentle kiss on Luo Shuning’s cheek. Sensing the gist of her unease, he didn’t press for details but instead smiled and said, "Oh, before I came, didn’t I say I had amazing news to share?"
"What is it?"
Luo Shuning’s mood instantly brightened, her beautiful eyes blinking curiously. "Did Uncle finally convince Mom to agree?"
"Close, but even better."
Gu Luo deliberately trailed off, teasing her.
"Ahhh~ What is it, really?" Luo Shuning squirmed in his arms, pouting like a child.
Gu Luo was instantly disarmed by her adorable antics and chuckled, no longer holding back. "Turns out, Dad and Auntie never actually got married, so legally, we’re not step-siblings."
Luo Shuning’s eyes widened in shock before sparkling with joy. "Really?!"
Their complicated family ties had always been the biggest obstacle in their relationship.
If they were legally step-siblings, they wouldn’t be able to marry unless their parents divorced.
And who wouldn’t want to walk down the aisle with the love of their life?
But then, a conflicted look crossed her face.
What about Mom and Uncle?
Gu Luo, ever perceptive, recognized her concern and repeated word-for-word what his father had told him the night before.
Relieved, Luo Shuning’s worries melted away. She bounced up in excitement, rolling around on the bed like an overjoyed child.
Gu Luo watched with a doting smile before pouncing on her.
Another round of sweet, fervent affection followed—this time even more intense than before.
Their kiss alone lasted a full twenty minutes, as if they wanted to devour each other, to merge into one.
"Haaah..."
When their lips finally parted, Luo Shuning rested her head on Gu Luo’s abs, one hand covering her flushed cheek while the other intertwined with his. Shy yet eager, she whispered, "Sweetheart... let’s come back here Sunday night..."
Gu Luo gently pinched her earlobe, fully understanding her implication. "We don’t have to rush. I can wait until you’re completely ready."
"I am ready."
Luo Shuning turned slightly, her gaze meeting his despite her shyness. "And... I’ve really, really wanted to... you know... with you..."
Hearing her bold confession, Gu Luo grinned and immediately reciprocated. "Heh... I’ve been thinking the same about you, darling..."
Their lips met again, love overflowing in that little sanctuary.
Time seemed to dissolve—until a loud "growl" interrupted them.
Luo Shuning’s face burned crimson as she sat up slightly, embarrassed, and covered her stomach.
"Hungry?"
Gu Luo found her utterly endearing, this little angel with very human needs.
"Just... a tiny bit."
She pinched her fingers together, suddenly shyer than during their intimate moment.
Knowing how much lovers cared about their image in each other’s eyes, Gu Luo stifled a laugh and suggested, "How about we head to the restaurant for dinner?"
"No, I want to eat something made by you. We can just have a late-night snack when we get back." As she spoke, Luo Shuning bit her red lips lightly and leaned close to his ear, her breath warm and sweet like orchid-scented air. She blew a teasing whisper:
"Big sister just wants to spend a little more... intimate time with little Gu Luo."
"So now... will you be a good boy and come take a bath with me?"
"I promised to reward you, didn’t I?"
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