Still propped on his arms, Bo Jinxiu’s gaze burned as he surveyed the woman beneath him. Her skin was as white as fine china, creating an illusion of exquisite fragility. He greedily drank in every inch of her, memorizing each fleeting expression. His voice, already husky, held a bewitching, almost demonic, charm. "The Paradise Resort project is launching soon. I'm going to be swamped, and I doubt