Love is as vast as the Milky Way, impossible to cross.

Chapter 201 Yet, another emotion lurked in Huo Muchen's heart.

He carried Sang Yu all the way to the lounge, gently placed her on the bed, and then pressed down on her, their figures intertwined under the light.

Sang Yu was surprised and shy by Huo Muchen's sudden action, but she quickly became immersed in his tenderness.

She closed her eyes, savoring the warmth and tranquility of the moment. Her body involuntarily pressed closer to Huo Muchen, their breaths mingling, creating an indescribable sense of intimacy.

However, she was unaware that Huo Muchen harbored another emotion in his heart. She was deeply immersed in this fleeting sweetness, fantasizing that she could become the only one in Huo Muchen's heart.

Huo Muchen's movements gradually became more frenzied and intense, as if an uncontrollable force was surging within him.

His heartbeat was as rapid as a drumbeat, accelerating with his breathing, as if it were about to break free of the restraints in his chest.

However, amidst this fervent surge of emotion, his mind was drawn by an invisible force, and the image of Liu Shiyin reappeared in his mind.

He tried to use the ropes of reason to firmly bind this emotion and suppress it deep in his heart.

But whenever he tried to do so, the emotion would rage wildly in his heart like a wild beast that had broken free of its restraints.

He felt himself becoming increasingly out of control, as if being pulled by an invisible force, and involuntarily falling into longing for Liu Shiyin.

He didn't know why he was like this. Perhaps it was because Liu Shiyin had left too deep an impression on him, or perhaps it was because he had never truly let go of his feelings for Liu Shiyin.

He tried to pull his thoughts back to reality, focusing all his attention on his intimate moments with Sang Yu.

But the emotions in his heart could never be completely quelled, like a spark quietly burning in his heart.

After a long period of lovemaking, Sang Yu seemed to be enveloped in a blissful dream and fell into a deep sleep.

Huo Muchen, however, was unusually awake. His eyes revealed a complex emotion that was hard to describe. He glanced at the sleeping Sang Yu, whose face was peaceful and serene, as if everything was so beautiful.

However, Huo Muchen felt an unbearable urge in his heart. He quietly got up and walked outside, leaving Sang Yu alone to immerse herself in her sweet dream.

Huo Muchen sat at his desk, staring blankly ahead. His thoughts began to drift away, as if drawn by an invisible force. He felt that Liu Shiyin was very close to him, seemingly right around him.

This feeling confused and agitated Huo Muchen. He tried to sort out his thoughts, but he couldn't figure it out, just as he hadn't known why he had fallen in love with Liu Shiyin in the first place.

A message suddenly popped up on the computer screen, interrupting Huo Muchen's thoughts. He snapped out of his reverie, focused his gaze on the information on the screen, took a deep breath, temporarily put aside his distracting thoughts, and turned to immerse himself in his tense and busy work.

He understood that only by focusing on his work could he temporarily forget the things that were bothering him.

"Xiaoyou, it's time to get off work. Go home and rest early."

Liu Shiyin looked at the obedient and diligent Li Qingyou and said gently.

"Okay, Sister Shishi, aren't you leaving?"

"I still have some things to take care of later. Don't worry about me. You've been busy all day and must be exhausted. Go back and get some rest."

Liu Shiyin knew that Li Qingyou was in poor health, and seeing her thin figure, she couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

Li Qingyou glanced at her watch; it was already getting late. She said somewhat anxiously:

"Okay, then I'll be going now, Sister Shishi. Don't work too late, take care of yourself."

Without waiting for Liu Shiyin's reply, she hurriedly ran out of the flower shop.

Liu Shiyin watched Li Qingyou's retreating figure, sighed softly, and smiled. She knew that although Li Qingyou appeared delicate, she was very strong inside and always silently bore the pressures of life.