Seven-Day boyfriend

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"Ever since my brother and his mistress died in that plane crash and I took over as CEO," Tao Jiajin said with a bitter smile.

"Such a shallow woman."

"Completely different from you," he looked at her tenderly.

"I know I'm not as good as her." How infuriating, he had such poor taste.

"Silly, are you jealous again?"

"Who would dare?" Not just jealous, she felt heartache for him.

Tao Jiajin cupped her face, gazing deeply into her eyes, "I'm really grateful my father stopped me from being with her back then; otherwise, I wouldn't have been lucky enough to meet you."

Yan Keyu looked back into his eyes filled with tenderness, her heart melting with a sweet feeling, and suddenly she felt so happy she almost wanted to cry.

"No crying," Tao Jiajin quickly stopped her when he saw her eyes glistening with tears.

"I'm not crying!" She denied it, even as tears shimmered at the corners of her eyes.

"You better not be, or else..." His dark eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Or else what?" she asked, pouting.

Tao Jiajin smirked, leaned down, and covered her lips with his, kissing her deeply.

It worked like a charm; the intense electric current from his lips surged through her body, making her completely forget about "crying," replaced by a strange desire rolling inside her.

This time, his lips didn't just linger on her luscious lips but slid over her rosy cheeks, stopping at her swan-like delicate neck, where he greedily s*ck*d on her small earlobes.

"Ah..." Her body shivered under his scorching tongue's lick on her earlobe, leaving her weak and limp against him.

And this time, Tao Jiajin didn't seem to plan on "stopping" anytime soon. His lips, like a playful child, wandered to her chest, leaving little red marks on her pale skin, making her gasp uncontrollably.

Oh God, what's happening to her? Was that sultry moan really coming from her mouth?

Yan Keyu felt like her whole body was on fire, an inexplicable longing making her arch towards him, wanting more from him.

"Jiajin..." she murmured his name in confusion, looking into his eyes burning with desire.

Tao Jiajin slightly lifted himself, gazing deeply at her, "I want you."

His voice was deep and hoarse from suppressed desire, pausing his actions to wait for her choice—yes or no.

Yan Keyu could clearly feel the desire within her, like a beast hidden deep inside, suddenly unleashed, uncontrollable and unwilling to be controlled.

"Keyu?" His excitement was painfully intense, and every moment of waiting felt like torture, but he'd never wanted to cherish a woman so much before, unwilling to force even the slightest bit.

Yan Keyu's misty eyes flickered with determination as she slowly raised her hands to cup his face, leaning in to kiss him with her inexperienced technique.

"Oh God." Tao Jiajin could no longer restrain himself, holding her tightly and deepening the kiss.

She could almost hear their hearts pounding like drums, her small hands resting on his chest, feeling the solid muscle lines through his clothes, her breathing heavy as she couldn't help but caress the hardness so different from her own.