Su Yan was just about to sip the Bloody Mary in front of her when a forceful hand blocked her.
Next, the Bloody Mary was easily snatched away by soone.
She gazed longingly at Jiang Ran.
Then she turned to look at the Bloody Mary he had taken.
Jiang Ran leaned back on the sofa behind him, raising an eyebrow.
"You can’t drink."
His tone left no room for discussion.
Su Yan stared at the glistening Bloody Mary and uncharacteristically retorted with a clear train of thought,
"But it’s part of the dare ga’s rules."
As she spoke, she reached out to take the Bloody Mary back.
Her hand was pressed down.
Jiang Ran lightly swirled the Bloody Mary in his hand, the bright red liquid staining the inner walls of the glass.
Then he lifted his eyelids, glancing past Cheng Xingyang,
"I’ll drink it for her."
His voice was nonchalant.
At his words, Cheng Xingyang was startled, then after a second of eye contact with Jiang Ran, he quickly nodded,
"Of course, if Su Yan doesn’t feel comfortable drinking alcohol, she can find soone to drink on her behalf."
Originally, Cheng Xingyang just wanted to enjoy the spectacle, but unexpectedly, he found himself engrossed in it.
Then, three cocktails were successively downed by Jiang Ran.
Su Yan watched the cocktail, then turned to look at Jiang Ran.
As he was about to lift the third Singapore Sling, Su Yan reached out and grasped his arm.
Finally, in a soft voice, she spoke up,
"I want to drink too."
Her tone was soft as she looked at the cocktail with eyes full of stars.
Jiang Ran’s gaze softened.
"Do you want it that much?"
"Yes,"
Su Yan nodded her head.
Then... the cocktail was still completely consud by Jiang Ran under her watchful, eager eyes.
The next second.
Suddenly, that forceful hand grasped her wrist and pulled her toward him.
Her body tilted toward him due to the pull.
Following that, her chin was lifted, and unexpectedly, his cool lips descended onto her soft ones.
A strong taste of whiskey mixed with mint invaded her mouth.
Su Yan, with her body leaning back, passively accepted,
"Mmm..."
The cards in Cheng Xingyang’s hand scattered to the floor, and he stood rigid.
Onlookers drew in a sharp breath, their eyes wide with shock.
On the black leather couch, Jiang Ran embraced Su Yan, leaning heavily onto her with a strong sense of conquest.
Su Yan, small and delicate, was overwheld by the sudden kiss, passively accepting and huddling in a corner, appearing as though she had been bullied.
The kiss lasted a long ti before Jiang Ran slowly relaxed his lips, exhaling a mix of the sharp scent of whiskey and mint.
"Can you taste it?"
His voice was deeper and lazily seductive.
Su Yan blinked, her gaze fixed on Jiang Ran’s lips.
"Uh... Yes."
Inside her earring, Xiao Hua let out a howl,
"Host! You kissed the Lord Hero??"
There was probably too much shock in that voice.
Jiang Ran moved closer to her, his voice ambiguously deep,
"Wanna try again?"
The voice carried a convincing temptation.
Tantalizingly intimate to the extre.
Su Yan, clutching the hem of her skirt, had her mind filled with the taste of Jiang Ran and his voice.
As a system, Xiao Hua, seeing that her host was at a loss, hastily suggested,
"Host, at tis like this, you need to shyly run away, and then Lord Hero will chase after you, oh~"
Xiao Hua was devising strategies for her host based on the latest and hottest romantic novel plots.
Su Yan listened earnestly to Xiao Hua’s words, then stood up and ran out.
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