In a daze, Nangong Ran slowly opened her eyes. Oh my, why does this sentence sound so thrilling?
Could it be because I’m dreaming?
A dream of drunkenness?
Nangong Ran’s blurry eyes hazily looked at the man sitting beside her.
His handso and chiseled face was quite flawless. Nangong Ran didn’t expect Di Mingchen in her dream to be so clear, otherwise how could he be so handso!!
Today he wasn’t wearing his military uniform, but a suit with a tie. Honestly, he looked very handso, very dashing.
Looking at him, Nangong Ran just felt, ah, beauty is truly misleading!
Recalling when the two of them were at the Di Family today, it felt like a first eting, and there seed to be so lingering feelings in her heart.
"Would this be better?" Di Mingchen also looked at her, his slender fingers gently rubbing her lips.
Nangong Ran was embarrassed for a mont, thinking even in her dreams she could be teased by him, this is not scientific!
"How could this work!" Nangong Ran reached out and slapped Di Mingchen’s hand away with a smack, boldly saying, "In this situation, it can only be solved by a kiss!"
Di Mingchen was stunned.
Still in a daze, Nangong Ran swiftly rolled over, pressing him down.
Di Mingchen was instantly bewildered, then a helplessly indulgent expression erged.
He reached out to touch her head, about to speak, when Nangong Ran cheekily lifted his chin.
Di Mingchen: "..."
"Oh, handso, not bad looking," Nangong Ran smacked her lips. At this mont, fueled by alcohol, she treated all this as just a dream.
After all, teasing Di Mingchen in a dream is no pressure at all.
Di Mingchen couldn’t help but laugh at her deanor, knowing she was drunk, he didn’t mind her antics, and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"What do you think?" Nangong Ran lecherously touched Di Mingchen’s face, grinning, "Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle, Second Brother, don’t be afraid."
"Really?" Di Mingchen raised his eyebrows, knowing she was drunk, but this feeling was quite fresh.
"Of course. I’ve been through many battles," Nangong Ran shalessly boasted.
"Hmm." Di Mingchen nodded, "Then go ahead."
After all, she was drunk, there’s no way to be serious with her now.
Nangong Ran raised her eyebrows, not wanting to be outdone, let’s do it, do you think I’d be afraid of you in my dream?
Nangong Ran cupped Di Mingchen’s face, her eyes locked onto his, slowly leaning in.
Getting closer, breath within reach, Nangong Ran closed her eyes, kissing Di Mingchen’s lips.
An indescribable feeling imdiately swept over Di Mingchen. He never knew he craved her kiss so much, craved it so urgently, to the point where it ached a little in his heart.
It has to be said, Nangong Ran was quite skilled at kissing, lightly pecking, quite gently.
Di Mingchen wasn’t in a hurry, giving her full control.
As they kissed, Nangong Ran seed to beco sowhat excited, unable to resist exploring deeper into Di Mingchen’s lips.
Di Mingchen’s breath hitched, almost losing control.
His previously sowhat helpless hands couldn’t help but encircle her waist, pulling her tightly into his embrace.
Nangong Ran didn’t know if she was truly that drunk, but kissing him, she twisted and turned, passionately.
After kissing for a while, Di Mingchen couldn’t take it anymore, impatiently seizing control and kissed her forcefully.
Like a sudden sumr thunderstorm, wild and intense...
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