她手中摇晃着红酒杯。

声音风情万种的说道，“我穿什么颜色都好看。”

商北漠坐在沙发上。

看见茶几上的醒酒器。

拎起来。

给自己倒了一杯。

童桦趴在沙发上，下巴抵在商北漠的肩膀上，“听说商四爷在跨年夜和一个小明星在酒店里待了整整十四个小时，这么厉害吗？”

说着。

童桦的手已经毫不犹豫的探进了商北漠的西装外套里面。

轻微的抚摸着。

隔着一层衬衫。

在健硕的肌肉上面不停地画着圈圈。

商北漠握住童桦的手，说道，“今晚没兴......

commercialsilenceenvelopedthedimlylitroom,punctuatedonlybythesoftclinkingofglassagainstglassfromtheteatablemercialNorth‘sexpressionremainedunreadable,amaskthathadbecomesynonymouswithhisdetacheddemeanor.Ontheoppositesideofthesofa,XiaoLinsatcross-legged,hereyesfixedintentlyonthemanbesideher.Hergazewasagentlething,likethesoftbreezethatrustledthroughtheautumnleaves.

Asshespoke,thecupinherhandseemedtoswayeversoslightly,asifdrivenbyanunseenforce.Thesoundofhervoicewasmelodious,agentlelullabythatcouldputeventhemostrestlessofsoulsatease.Herwordsdrippedwithhoneyedsweetness,eachoneacarefullycraftedphrasedesignedtoweaveaspellofpersuasionaroundherlistener.

“Idon‘tcarewhatcolorIwear,“shesaid,hervoicelikemusic,“I‘llalwayslookstunning.“XiaoLin‘seyesneverwaveredfromCommercialNorth‘sface,drinkingineverydetail,everytwitchandflutterofhiseyelids.Sheknewhimtoowell,hadstudiedhimforyears,understandingthewayhehidbehindhismaskofindifference.

Asshespoke,herhandcontinuedtomove,cradlingthecuplikeasacredartifact.Theredliquidwithinseemedtoglowwithanotherworldlylight,asifinfusedwiththeessenceofthestarsthemselvesmercialNorthwatchedher,mesmerizedbythehypnoticdanceofherfingers,hisheartpoundingintimewithhers.

Meanwhile,ontheteatable,asmallvialofsleepingdraughtsatunopened,itscontentswhisperingsweetnothingstothosewhodaredtolisten.Thevialwasameretrifle,atinythingthatmighthavegoneunnoticedbyanyoneelse.ButnotXiaoLin.Sheknewitspower,haduseditbeforetosubtlymanipulatethethoughtsandactionsofthosearoundher.

Asshetossedbackanothersipofwine,theroomseemedtospinaroundher,thecolorsbleedingtogetherlikewatercolorsonwetpapermercialNorthfeltastrangesensationwashoverhim,asiftheveryfabricofrealitywasshiftingbeneathhisfeet.Hetriedtositupstraighter,tomaintainsomesemblanceofcontrol,butXiaoLin‘swordshadalreadybeguntotakerootinhismind.

“Perhaps,“shesaid,hervoicedrippingwithhoneyedpersuasion,“I‘mrighttoassumethatyou‘vebeenlyingtomeforyears.“Theairwasheavywithtension,thesilencebetweenthemcracklinglikealivewiremercialNorthknewbetterthantodenyXiaoLin‘saccusationsoutright;instead,hechosetoplaydumb,feigningignorancewhilehismindwhirledintooverdrive.

ButXiaoLinsawrightthroughhim.Sheknewthetruth,hadknownitallalong.AndasshegazedatCommercialNorth,hereyesburningwithafierceintensity,hefelttheweightofhissecretsbearingdownuponhimlikeaphysicalforce.

Andyet...