750: Chapter 750 750: Chapter 750 Gu Yelin’s dark eyes flickered as he asked in a soft voice, “What’s making you nervous?”
Perhaps An Yiqing had drunk too quickly, for the alcohol went straight to her head, and without thinking, she blurted out every thought in her heart.
“Nervous…
nervous about tonight, ah.
We’re engaged now, we need to do…
shy things…
um…
That’s what the dical books say…”
In an instant, Gu Yelin felt a headache coming on, as a large bead of sweat slowly slid down his forehead.
Was his darling really getting herself this drunk over such an issue?
At this mont, Gu Yelin was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, feeling utterly helpless towards the little seductress in his arms, who was busily drawing circles on his chest with her little hand.
“Um…
Ah Lin, I read in a dical book that…
there are many positions for…
intimate acts…
burp!” An Yiqing suddenly belched from the alcohol, her face wearing a simple and cute expression.
Her large eyes, innocent and alluring, threw Gu Yelin’s heart into complete disarray.
However, An Yiqing’s tornt of him was far from over, as the next words out of her tender red lips were shockingly bold: “Ah Lin, let’s try those positions…
um…
I’m so curious…”
Gu Yelin felt a hot surge within him that seed like a flood breaking through a dam, spreading rapidly through his entire body.
He took a deep breath, struggling to maintain the last shred of rationality, not wanting to take advantage of An Yiqing while she was inebriated.
However, the drunken An Yiqing did not give him any chance to cool down.
She lifted her little hand, firmly holding Gu Yelin’s handso face, then leaned forward and tenderly pressed her soft, red lips against his slender, sensual lips.
Along with this, her unique fragrance and the rich scent of red wine swiftly invaded Gu Yelin’s nostrils, rendering him unable to resist.
With a gentle, fragrant, and soft beauty in his arms, although Gu Yelin was quite the lover, he was no monk.
Moreover, the two were already engaged, and tonight was the perfect ti.
He stretched out his strong arms, scooped An Yiqing into a princess carry from her seat, strode forward, and quickly carried her to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, the dim bedside lamp cast a warm, ambiguous glow.
A bright round moon hung high in the night sky, its clear, dreamy moonlight sprinkling into the room, adding an extra touch of mystery to the romantic night ahead.
Over the pristine white bed, sweat mingled with soft moans, a room filled with tenderness…
On the sa night, in the sa Xuandu City, unlike the warmth and flirtation in An Yiqing and Gu Yelin’s villa, a solitary performance was unfolding in a villa in a suburban area of Xuandu City.
The room was pitch black, not a glimr of light to be seen.
A slightly hunched figure sat on the sofa, silently and eerily bowing his head.
After a while, he suddenly let out a series of intense panting sounds.
“Tutian Xiaoquan!
You owe an explanation for today’s events!
Why did you arbitrarily utilize so many experintal subjects that hadn’t been successfully developed!” The voice was sharp and hurried, clearly revealing the speaker’s raging anger, “I’ve told you ti and again, the condition of these experintal subjects is unstable, they can regain consciousness at any mont!
You actually took it upon yourself to use them during An Yiqing and Gu Yelin’s engagent ceremony!
If these experintal subjects were caught by them and suddenly regained consciousness, our entire plan would be ruined!”
The voice on the other end of the phone was vaguely familiar; it was probably Tutian Xiaoquan himself.
But for so reason, his voice was particularly low today, and if you didn’t listen closely with the receiver against your ear, it would be hard to hear clearly.
“…”
No one knows what Tutian Xiaoquan said, but the hunched figure suddenly flew into a rage, grabbed a crystal cup from the coffee table in front and furiously smashed it against the wall.
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