She looked up at him, and at this mont, the contours of his face were so astoundingly clear and handso, that even without the initial allure and seduction, it was enough to make her heart tremble with palpitations.
A small arc ford at the corner of her lips, and she thought to herself, "Yan Fengchi, why bother?"
Then, seizing the laughing kiss on her cheek, she straddled him, her hands touching his lean, muscular chest inch by inch.
Hot lips nibbled at his taut ones, slowly migrating to the area behind his ear, and she knew that was his most sensitive spot. Her voice was light and floating, "Well?"
Yan Fengchi’s body was ablaze with unexpressed anger, and the desire within him was teased to a boiling point by her. Both body and mind were tortured to near explosion by this woman, his large hands gripping her slender waist while his throat kept rolling up and down, "You... "
"Shh..."
Her index finger pressed against his lips, and with misty eyes, it was unclear whether she was drunk or sober.
Yan Fengchi’s eyes narrowed, wanting to burst forth with anger but it was suppressed; she led him by the nose, his body itching to move.
He was annoyed with himself, why couldn’t he withstand temptation?
Those eyes, tinged with hints of steel but mostly filled with charm, ensnared him with a single glance.
Damn it, what kind of poison had Yan Fengchi fallen for in her?
How could he be so weak as to be manipulated by her like this?
Even worse, there was a tinge of joy in his heart – what kind of twisted psychology was this?
With a flip of his body, he pinned her beneath him. No, he had to take the initiative, he couldn’t continue being so feckless and let her toy with him – this master at playing n would be the death of him!
He felt that lately, he had been half-alive, his mind constantly in disarray, never able to calm down, like a pot of boiling water.
Anger stoked the adrenal rush, and Luo Xi hopelessly fell for the flas burning in his eyes...
What could she say, what should she say?
What was wrong with her desire for revenge?
What was wrong with not taking advantage of him?
Even Gu Shaocheng, who was entangled in troubles, had never really done anything to her, yet this man was constantly throwing tantrums as if she owed him millions – what was he trying to prove?
They were her brothers and sisters, her first love captain, each of them battle companions who had been through life and death alongside her. Couldn’t he understand the emotions compelling her to avenge them?
Luo Xi felt unjustly treated in her heart, but she wasn’t one to show grievances on her face. She could be proud, selfish, arrogant, and everything else... but she could never be ek like an oppressed little wife.
"Ah..." She bore his lack of gentleness in silence, her eyes tightly shut, she writhed her waist to et him. This was the last night, the last ti to indulge in pleasure, for tomorrow she would leave Vancouver for Toronto.
The old life was definitively concluded, and the new world awaited her, as eager to greet her as the dawn.
Luo Xi didn’t know how much she cherished his hands at this very mont, his lips, his strength; all she knew was that if she didn’t fully indulge tonight, she would regret it for the rest of her life.
Yan Fengchi, perhaps, you are the most beautiful passerby in my life!
Actually, I wish you were the final destination of my life, but I also understand clearly that there are no banquets that never end!
I’m leaving, after discovering that I’ve fallen in love with you, to live my normal life because I cannot dean myself to win back your heart.
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