I am not just a tycoon

So Shen Yuan carefully lay down, his movements slow, and the hand inside the quilt began to move again.

Lying on his side as opposed to flat on his back made Xue'er appear more voluptuous; thus, when Shen Yuan gently covered her, he immediately felt the difference from usual.

Gradually, Shen Yuan wasn't satisfied just feeling through her clothes and bra, he quietly slipped in from the back of her pajamas, lightly undoing her clasp.

But without support, the voluptuousness seemed to suddenly drop, creating a noticeable sense of loss. Zhou Peiwei awoke in a daze, feeling as if something was missing from her chest.

Her pupils shrank sharply as she sensed something wasn't right.

Before she could speak, a hand covered her mouth the next second, and a nearly inaudible voice whispered in her ear, "It's me."

Zhou Peiwei's drowsiness vanished, and she became completely alert.

Shen Yuan?!

He's too bold!

She wanted to say something to stop him, but her mouth was already covered, and if she spoke out, Bingying might wake up.

Shen Yuan actually came to their room, but Bingying was lying right next to them. Wasn't he afraid of being discovered?!

Zhou Peiwei was going crazy, but she dared not speak or move, as she and Luo Bingying were not only sharing the same bed but also the same quilt.

Shen Yuan kept one hand over her mouth and continued to control the situation, waiting for her to calm down before slowly letting go of her mouth.

Shen Yuan was only worried that she would get scared and call out suddenly, not that she would shout after regaining her composure, because she must also be worried about her best friend finding out.

Zhou Peiwei's body temperature was rapidly rising; she could distinctly feel her face flush and her heart race, but she didn't dare move too much, fearing any movement might wake Bingying.

However, Shen Yuan became increasingly bold, directly reaching beyond the bra and probing inside. She had to cover her own mouth to prevent any sound from escaping.

Her toes were completely tensed, and her fingers pressed even more forcefully against her mouth.

Eventually, she couldn't help but pick up her phone from under her pillow and typed a few words.

Shen Yuan looked over and saw the message: "Enough, Bingying is about to wake up."

Shen Yuan smiled, took her phone, and typed back, "Then come to my room."

Zhou Peiwei immediately shook her head in response.

Shen Yuan typed again, "Then let's continue like this."

Zhou Peiwei had no choice. Biting her teeth in humiliation and anger, she was forced to agree to these unfair terms.

Shen Yuan then stood up from the bed and took one last look at Luo Bingying's figure before leaving.

Unnervingly quiet, but what had been a prone position now seemed to be a side-sleeping one.

Was she pretending to be asleep?

A flicker of doubt crossed Shen Yuan's mind as he quietly stepped out of the bedroom.

Zhou Peiwei tiptoed as she clasped her bra back together, then bit her lip as she watched the door, tempted to back out. But what if Shen Yuan came back in?

What a lousy hotel, not even designing a deadbolt for the bedroom.

But after being toyed with by Shen Yuan, besides her initial resistance, she could feel a subtle restlessness stirring within.

Recalling the afternoon and seeing Shen Yuan's sleek, powerful form in the bathroom that evening, she felt a strange mix of unease and anticipation.

"Maybe, I should go to his room for a bit. As long as I don't cross the line, it should be fine."

That's what Zhou Peiwei thought to herself, took a deep breath, and then walked out on tiptoes in her slippers.

But just as she stepped out, a pair of eyes suddenly lit up on the bed. They followed the retreating figure of her best friend, flickering with complex emotions.

Meanwhile, Zhou Peiwei had already arrived at Shen Yuan's room, giving him a resentful glance, "Shen Yuan, you've gone too far."