Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
In the dim room, a small energy-saving lamp let out a small glow and a low drunken voice resounded, “…burning anger, conquered by you just like that, cut off all the way out, my heart is firm…”
Yun Huan had a great voice; it was like a cello and a little cold. With the song, Qin Yi slowly fell asleep.
The soundproofing in the room was not bad and Yun Huan wasn’t too worried that people outside could hear him. After Qin Yi fell asleep, Yun Huan stopped singing.
His face was slightly flushed as well. Chen Che had made him drink quite a lot that night as well. Although he was a pretty good drinker, he was somewhat drunk at this moment and his mind began to slow down.
His gaze landed on Qin Yi, who was sleeping soundly, and Yun Huan’s face turned gentle. His peach blossom eyes weren’t as distant and aloof as usual.
Qin Yi was good-looking indeed, but she had an icy countenance, and the first thing people would notice about her was her temperament. However, now that she was quiet, she looked like a delicate doll.
Perhaps Yun Huan was drunk, or maybe the lights were too dreamy, but Yun Huan’s slender fingers couldn’t help but glide across Qin Yi’s forehead, then went slowly down to her nose and finally stopped at her lips.
Her red lips were causing one’s heart to beat harder.
Yun Huan’s thoughts were scattered and there was a voice in his head which kept enticing him to lower his head more.
Finally, their lips touched, and the soft sensation made Yun Huan unable to retract himself. His hands were propped up on the bed and Yun Huan lingered on Qin Yi’s lips unconsciously.
Not enough, not enough. The sweet taste made Yun Huan yearn for more and he began using his thin lips to rub against Qin Yi’s lips. Yun Huan felt dizzy like there was electricity flowing through his body and that he was high in the clouds.
This was not enough to satisfy Yun Huan anymore. He sucked Qin Yi’s lips hard and got more of that sweet taste which almost made him lose control.
Then, there was a creaking sound and the door opened. Yun Huan immediately returned to his senses and left Qin Yi’s lips. When he turned his head, there was a small gap at the door, and he could hear the voices of Lin Qing and the others.
The curtains danced and a cool breeze flowed in, which awakened Yun Huan slightly. It also dispersed the tender ambiguity between them in the room.
Seeing Qin Yi sleeping soundly on the bed, her red and swollen lips had revealed to Yun Huan what he had done. Yun Huan was surprised and touched his own lips in disbelief.
What did he just do? The sweet taste seemed to spread on his lips – did he kiss Qin Yi?
Yun Huan’s head was hurting and he went into a daze for a moment. His peach blossom eyes were somewhat lifeless, and when he was sober again, he rubbed his temples.
What happened to him? He seemed half-conscious.
Yun Huan pinched Qin Yi’s cheeks gently and smiled helplessly. Qin Yi was truly a little devil – she simply slept after torturing others.
The door creaked again, and Yun Huan walked over to close it. Then, he slept next to Qin Yi.
There were only three bedrooms in this place and he wasn’t used to sleeping with other people but he didn’t hate being with Qin Yi so he shared a room with Qin Yi while the others shared the other two rooms.
The person next to him gave off a faint fragrance and Yun Huan slowly drifted off to dreamland.
In the living room, everyone was still having fun. Lin Bai poured some wine for Chen Che elegantly and his gaze swept to Chuchu, who was forcing a smile on her pale face. Lin Qing recalled what Yun Huan said to him just now and his gentle foxy eyes turned cold.
‘Seems like there are some people who cannot stay on.’