"What are you hesitating about? Am I not younger than her? Or is my beauty not a match for hers? Or is it that I’m simply not in your heart at all?"
"Qingqing, can we change the subject, please?"
"No." Guan Qing gazed at him somberly, her thin lips parted slowly as she spoke, "It’s been so long, and things have been so unclear that I’m tired too. Zhiyuan, I just want one thing from you. Have you ever had in your heart?"
Guan Qing’s words put Hen Zhiyuan in a very difficult position.
The beautiful woman before him could no longer be simply described with the word "beautiful" for her beauty and elegance.
In Hen Zhiyuan’s heart, Guan Qing was a rare treasure.
She was the kind of woman one could cherish in the depths of mory, to be secretly savored and longed for in the quiet of the night.
"Say it!" Guan Qing saw the hesitation in his eyes, but this ti she didn’t want to wait; she was already at the twilight of her beauty and if she didn’t love recklessly now, she would grow old.
"Qingqing, please don’t make this hard for ." It took a while before Hen Zhiyuan could utter these few words.
"If you find it too difficult to say, that’s okay." Guan Qing smiled slightly and slowly stepped forward.
Her slender arm reached around his shoulders, she rose onto her tiptoes, her lips—full and flushed—slowly, ever so slowly, approached Hen Zhiyuan’s.
With a fatally attractive force, offering sothing he dared not accept, yet couldn’t resist.
He was completely stunned.
His body froze, his eyes unblinking, he watched the woman before him close her eyes and arch her neck in search of a kiss.
"Stop, soone..." Hen Zhiyuan said anxiously, but his body remained motionless.
Guan Qing opened her eyes and looked at him with a seductive smile, her gaze hooking his heart firmly: "You’re only fooling yourself."
"I..." Hen Zhiyuan opened his mouth but no words ca out.
"If you don’t speak, I’ll take it as an agreent." Guan Qing smiled faintly and her lips slowly t Hen Zhiyuan’s.
In that instant, ti stopped.
Hen Zhiyuan forgot everything, as did Guan Qing.
The two kissed fervently, oblivious to Ma i, who lay between them, drunk as a lord.
"This is explosive!" Not far off, in a hidden dark corner lurked three female soldiers.
The leader was Yan Huan.
"These two really can’t change their ways. How can they do this kind of thing behind his wife’s back? If she wakes up to this scene, won’t she be furious?" Yan Huan clicked her tongue.
"You sure are nosy. It’s the dead of night and you dragged us out here just to watch these two sneak around?" Yan Huan’s colleague and comrade-in-arms comnted. "Who asked you to look? I told you to take out your cara and make a nto, don’t you get it?" Yan Huan retorted with a glare.
Why all these days of stakeouts?
Just to capture this thrilling mont with a cara.
Who would have thought that borrowing a cara these days could be such a challenge.
"Got it." Her comrade agreed and, adjusting the cara’s focus, captured the scene with a click.
"Alright. That’s a wrap!" Yan Huan said, and with a wave, the three shadows stealthily slipped out of the family quarters.
For An Hao, she had done it all, the necessary and the unnecessary.
Hen Zhiyuan heard a faint sound and looked up startled.
"Seems like there’s soone."
Guan Qing opened her eyes, still lingering in the mont and said, "Look how scared you are. I’ve scoped this place out; no one ever cos here. Don’t worry about it."
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