A gust of night wind blew by, disheveling Xia Yangyang’s hair.
Xia Yangyang casually smoothed her hair, her manner charmingly flirtatious.
She slowly took two steps towards Gu Qichen.
Then she laughed, "If we’re talking about ambiguity, Mr. Gu should probably take first place, shouldn’t you? You pulled out of the wedding scene in front of everyone like that, how co you’re not worried about so-called ambiguity?"
Gu Qichen’s face remained cold.
He rarely saw Xia Yangyang like this.
When she drank, she always seed like a completely different person compared to her usual self.
Xia Yangyang’s eyes were incredibly bright, like brilliant stars in the night sky.
Her cheeks held an abnormal rosy hue, due to the slight intoxication from the wine.
She usually looked pure, but at that mont, there was an added touch of seduction.
Xia Yangyang was wearing just a crimson chiffon evening gown.
Bare shoulders revealed, her tall and slender figure was wrapped in the thin chiffon, even her slender and delicate ankles seed like a silent seduction.
Xia Yangyang was now very close.
Her body seed to carry a faint scent of red wine.
Looking up like that, she appeared both like an innocent child and a fairy that could charm hearts.
Gu Qichen suddenly snorted coldly, his voice sowhat hoarse, "Then I’ll let you see what real ambiguity is."
After speaking, he embraced Xia Yangyang’s waist and kissed her lips.
Hot and suffocating.
Xia Yangyang knew this wasn’t right.
But she couldn’t resist.
When she was sober before, she could still say that she pushed Gu Qichen away.
But now, under the guise of the slight intoxication, Xia Yangyang wasn’t unclear-headed—if she didn’t want to.
She just missed him too much.
Sotis people are like that, knowing full well it’s a pit yet unable to resist falling in.
Even though she had finally climbed out with great difficulty.
Xia Yangyang felt many things collapsing inside her heart.
It seed like she had abandoned all those rules and boundaries.
Yet the closer she got to Xia Yangyang, the sadder her heart beca.
She still couldn’t do it in the end.
She still couldn’t ignore her own position.
Even if she had drunk alcohol.
Even if she wanted to feign madness under the influence and indulge just this once.
But in the end, it was no use.
Xia Yangyang started to struggle.
She forcefully pushed against Gu Qichen’s chest.
But her strength was no match for a man consud by passion.
Gu Qichen directly seized Xia Yangyang’s hands, pinning them behind her body.
He pressed her body against the chilly railing.
The rooftop railing was only waist-high.
Xia Yangyang’s body leaned back.
Her peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the ground below the towering building.
It was like a bottomless abyss, only able to see the tiny glimrs of light below.
The feeling was like being pushed to the edge of a cliff.
One slip and you’d fall down, shattering to pieces.
Speaking of which, it was sowhat ironic.
This was probably what it felt like for Xia Yangyang to co back to Gu Qichen.
His love was too fiery, sotis making it hard to breathe.
But at tis, it was as if wrapped in a layer of cold armor, reach out to touch it, and that chill would burn you.
Xia Yangyang still couldn’t understand.
Many tis, she found herself trapped between moving forward and retreating.
Her entire being seed to be hanging on a tree perched on the edge of a cliff, let go and she’d smash to pieces, but holding on was tiring, bone-deep tiring.
Xia Yangyang ultimately couldn’t push the man away.
But just as she was about to give up, she felt a force forcefully pulling them apart.
Entering her vision was Gu Zhaohan’s face, cold as frost.
Gu Qichen seed not to have reacted yet.
But he had already received a punch and staggered back a few steps, covering the area at his chest.
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