Discarding the test tube, Tang Yuchen suddenly grasped her wrist, and, across the coffee table, pulled her upper body into his embrace. His fingers lifted her chin and he fiercely bent down to kiss her.
An Xin instinctively opened her lips, only for a warm, spicy liquid to flow into her mouth, reaching deep into her throat.
She instinctively swallowed, the alcohol he fed her rushing down her throat.
Tang Yuchen let her go slightly, his wicked, bright eyes looking at her, a corner of his mouth hooked with ill-intent.
"Young Master Chen, you..." An Xin was a bit puzzled, not understanding whether he had drunk or not, let alone his intentions at the moment.
The man did not speak. His fingers traced her elegantly curved neck, carrying scorching heat as they wandered on her skin, slowly sliding down.
Wherever they touched, they ignited an unbearable flame.
Eighteen Layers of Hell took its effect, and An Xin suddenly craved the man before her intensely. She looked at him with blurred eyes, unable even to see his features clearly.
His breath, so close at hand, made it impossible for her to resist. She wanted to get closer, even closer.
His wicked hand nearly made her crumble.
Climbing atop the coffee table, her arms snaked around his neck like that of a serpent, her body pressed tightly against him, rubbing against him in desperate need.
"Young Master Chen... I feel so bad... Please, give it to me..."
Tang Yuchen lowered his head to bite her ear, and her mind exploded with a bang, her whole body trembling.
She had never been so close to a man, especially not one that she liked, and under the grip of such desire. His actions were like adding fuel to the fire, taking her longing to the extreme.
"Young Master Chen... Chen..." An Xin kept calling his name, her kisses frantic on his face, her hands wildly caressing his back.
"Please... I really like you... so much..."
Tang Yuchen pinched her chin, lifting her head. There was not a hint of passion in his eyes, only a cold detachment, "Baby, I’m only interested in virgins. Are you one?"
Having totally lost her reason, An Xin nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I am!"
The man suddenly picked her up and strode towards her bedroom.
He dumped her onto the bed, smiled at her with a hook of his lips: "I’m going to take a shower. Wait for me."
"...Don’t go," An Xin grabbed his hand, pleading in a whiny tone.
At that moment, she felt like she was about to die, she couldn’t wait, not even for a second.
"Be good, it’ll be quick. I’ll be right back. If you’re not obedient, I won’t like it."
"...Alright then." She let go of his hand unwillingly, and could only hug the blanket tightly, agonizingly rubbing against it as she waited.
She didn’t know how long it was, maybe just a few minutes, or perhaps a few seconds, when a strong body covered hers, and the man whispered "baby" in her ear.
An Xin rapidly turned and hugged him, and the man growled lowly, fiercely kissing her lips...
The madness of the night lasted a long time.
In the end, An Xin passed out from exhaustion but felt extremely excited inside.
The day broke, and it was breakfast time when An Ruo returned home.
Tang Yuchen was elegantly having breakfast. Upon seeing her enter, he merely glanced her way and continued dining as if nothing had occurred.
Uncle Tao asked An Ruo if she had eaten yet, to which she replied she had not.
Uncle Tao instructed the servants to prepare an additional breakfast, and An Ruo sat down quietly beside Tang Yuchen to eat.
At that moment, An Xin came out, yawning. She quickly called her over to eat.