Passionate Devotion Chapter 1486 She has a terminal illness called the desire to

Chapter 1486: She has a terminal illness called the desire to be in love 2 Chapter 1486: She has a terminal illness called the desire to be in love 2 Yan Qing opened the car door for her like a gentleman. After watching her car leave, his deep eyes looked at the car a few meters away. His thoughts were plicated. He didn’t know the purpose of this kid’s visit today.

In the past, Long Yan would call him immediately if there was anything wrong. However, this time, it was revealed that he had been with a woman for a whole 68 hours, and he did not call or e to Yan Qing at all. Yan Qing was a little frustrated.

He suspected that Long Yan did not want to have any more contact with him because he guessed that he was GAY.

When she saw his car appear in front of her, she felt an indescribable mix of emotions. She seemed to be relieved, but at the same time, she also felt a little heavy.

He stood with his hands behind his back and did not walk toward the car.

Long Yan sat in the car and didn’t get out to walk towards him.

The two of them confronted each other in the air for a long time.

It was only when heavy snow started falling from the sky and landed on Yan Qing’s shoulders that he noticed a thin layer of snow on his shoulders. He was wearing a black wool coat.

Long Yan suddenly started the car and reversed it quickly. Under Yan Qing’s tightly furrowed brows, he drove away.

He couldn’t take it anymore. He felt that Yan Qing, who was standing in the snow, was so handsome that his wolf’s blood was boiling. If he continued to look at him, he would not be able to resist rushing out of the car and running over to kiss him ruthlessly. For the first time, he had the urge to kiss a man. This impulse made him feel a little ashamed and a little shy.

Therefore, he fled in defeat.

Yan Qing’s Bright Heart instantly sank to the bottom.

Looking up at the goose feather University, a bitter smile flashed across the corner of his mouth. The snowflakes fell on his eyelashes, and a trace of hurt flashed across the bottom of his eyes. He put his hands in his coat pockets and quietly looked at the feather snow in the dark night.

“Sir, it’s snowing. Aren’t you ing in?

The Butler walked over with a black umbrella in his hand. Yan Qing’s heart didn’t feel any warmth from the wind and snow above his head. It was cold, just like the world.

“You can go in, I’ll be alone for a while.”

“Sir, you brought an umbrella, right?”

Yan Qing took the umbrella and sent the Butler away. He stood alone in the snow, feeling sad.

A dazzling high beam of light suddenly reached his ear. It was so bright that he could not open his eyes. He subconsciously blocked it with his hand.

The screeching sound of the car wheels screeching against the ground almost broke his eardrums. The car braked sharply and stopped in front of him. A head popped out of the window.

No, to be precise, it was more than half of his body.

The Dragon Flame stretched out half of its body, and without warning, it pressed its lips against his.

Due to the inertia of his body, he couldn’t control his strength, and his teeth hit his lips. Yan Qing frowned in pain, and the cold lips bit his lower lip and sucked hard. Yan Qing didn’t react at all to what had happened, and the cold lips had already faded away like the tide.

The Dragon Flame quickly retracted back into the car and started the engine. With a whoosh, the car disappeared into the darkness.

In an instant, the entire world was left with only a light yellow street lamp, a sky full of snow, and a man holding an umbrella with one hand in his coat pocket. His mind was in a daze, pletely blank.

For a long time, Yan Qing didn’t e back to his senses.

His eyes were fixed in the direction where the car had disappeared, and he let the drop of blood from his lips fall on his shiny leather boots!

The heart in the left atrium thumped, thumped, thumped.

The voice grew louder and louder, louder and louder, until it covered all the noise in the world, all the mist.

Like a slow-motion scene in a movie, a snowflake slowly fell on his sexy lips. He slowly stuck out his tongue and licked his bitten lower lip. The taste of blood seemed a little cold. No, it seemed to have another taste.