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Softness The mountain wind, carrying rain and mist, slammed heavily against the car window, making a dull thumping sound. The vehicle struggled to climb the winding mountain road. The layered peaks were shrouded in gray-white rain and fog, thick as ink. The wheels crushed through the mud, splashing mud onto the lower edge of the window, blurring the view. Jiang Zhou’s heart rose and fell with the car’s jolts. Since finishing Crazy Motorcycle, Shen Zhiyu had moved seamlessly into a new project,…
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Jiang Zhou pursed his lips, offering no reply. Shen Zhiyu pressed closer, unrelenting, his gaze sweeping back and forth over Jiang Zhou as if suddenly realizing something. “Speaking of which, CEO Jiang’s outfit reminds me of someone I used to know.” Someone he used to know? Did he figure it out? Jiang Zhou’s breath hitched slightly. He had left in a hurry, and the clothes he was wearing were the inner layers from the outfit he wore when he secretly visited Shen Zhiyu during his return to the…
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Worry After the weekend ended, the boss’s concern about Shen Zhiyu’s activities became increasingly frequent, so much so that he would ask about him almost every hour. Wei Yan had just finished reporting on Shen Zhiyu’s work situation less than half an hour ago when he was called into the office again. He thought General Manager Jiang had other work arrangements, so he specifically brought his notebook in. To his surprise, as soon as he entered, he saw Jiang Zhou frowning deeply, staring intently…
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Initiative Jiang Zhou didn’t know how much more time had passed when he felt Shen Zhiyu’s breathing pattern change, no longer the long, even breaths of deep sleep. Jiang Zhou paused his movement, instinctively wanting to pull his hand back. But it was too late. Shen Zhiyu slowly shifted his shoulder, then seemed to wake up. He didn’t immediately turn over, maintaining his back-to-him position. His voice was thick and husky with the congestion of just waking up. “What time is it?” His tone…
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Massage The car drove into the underground parking lot. The engine cut out, and the surroundings instantly fell silent. Jiang Zhou unbuckled his seatbelt and turned his head to look. Shen Zhiyu seemed to be asleep, his eyes closed, his breathing steady, but his brow was slightly furrowed, revealing a hint of fatigue and discomfort. The lights from the underground parking lot filtered through the car window, outlining his sharp jawline. Sitting in this position for too long in the car was uncomfortable…
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Physical Therapy The morning sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting soft patches of light on the floor. Shen Zhiyu woke first. He looked down; Jiang Zhou was still asleep. His profile was buried in Shen Zhiyu’s neck, his breathing even, his sleeping face tranquil and more defenseless than it had appeared under the lights last night. This was the third time they had shared a bed, and it was the first time Shen Zhiyu had woken up to find Jiang Zhou lying so quietly in his arms. The…
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Sign a contract Shen Zhiyu followed and got into the car. As soon as they got into the car, a body that was so hot fell into his arms. Shen Zhiyu was caught off guard and took it in his arms. "Mr. Jiang?" Jiang Zhou acquiesced and got into the car and left Shen Zhiyu's sight. At this moment, he finally stopped holding on and allowed his consciousness to completely fall into coma. Shen Zhiyu didn't get an answer, he only felt a hot breath coming from his arms. Shen Zhiyu lowered his head to look and…
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Satisfaction Shen Zhiyu’s breathing completely steadied, as if he had fallen into a deeper sleep. Jiang Zhou remained motionless, feeling the weight and warmth of the embrace beneath him, even slowing his own breathing. Just then, an abrupt buzzing vibration rang out from Shen Zhiyu’s body. Shen Zhiyu’s brows furrowed slightly, and a muffled, impatient grunt escaped his throat. The arm wrapped around Jiang Zhou’s waist instinctively tightened, and his head rubbed discontentedly against Jiang…
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Payment It was Saturday. Xi Wanyu called Jiang Zhou specifically before coming over, making sure he was awake before bringing the kitten. The kitten hadn't seen Jiang Zhou in a long time. The moment the door opened, it pounced on him, clinging and demanding affection. Xi Wanyu was also holding an insulated container. "A'Zhou, this is soup Auntie made. Drink more of it, okay?" Jiang Zhou felt a little overwhelmed. "You didn't have to, Auntie." "Why be polite with me?" Xi Wanyu said with a smile. "Look…
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Bracelet The moment the cool ointment touched his skin, Jiang Zhou instinctively flinched, but Shen Zhiyu held his hand steady. “Don’t move,” Shen Zhiyu said, lowering his head and gently spreading the ointment. Jiang Zhou bit his lip, his eyelashes lowered. Shen Zhiyu seemed to catch a glimpse of redness at the corner of his eye. Was it that painful? Looking down, the scalded fingertip was red and swollen, looking particularly alarming against his fair skin. His movements became unconsciously…
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