Chapter 137: 0137 Just smell it and you’ll know. Chapter 137: 0137 Just smell it and you’ll know. The man’s voice was low and intoxicating, and the moment Su Ran heard it, her heart instantly leapt.
She turned around subconsciously, looking towards the entrance, her heart filled with anticipation, yet she feared she had misheard.
The entire banquet hall was silent.
Soon, the sound of footsteps clashing with the ceramic tiles came through, clear and forceful, then grew closer and closer.
When that tall and straight silhouette entered her view, everyone involuntarily gasped.
The man wore a high-end, luxurious handmade suit, with a straight nose, sensual thin lips, and features like dense fog, his exquisitely carved face as perfect as if he had stepped out of a painting.
A noble aura radiated from him, with a captivating oppressive force that silenced the entire hall.
The man’s cold and distant face was flawlessly impeccable, with light-colored pupils that were deep and abyss-like, yet blazingly bright, scorching the heart.
His indifferent gaze did not wander as it landed directly on the crowd protected by bodyguards.
The thick mist seemed to dissipate with a breeze, like the morning light through the mountains, the once cold and distant face suddenly took on a warmth, irresistibly charming.
Following behind the man was a respectfully mannered aide, his hands… carrying a thermal container with extra care.
Seeing that familiar figure, Su Ran blinked, then blinked again, confirming it was indeed the man, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
Fu Qiyuan’s figure got closer and closer until he was in front of Su Ran, seeing her incredulous expression, a barely discernible smile flickered across his bottomless eyes.
Su Ran was still somewhat stunned.
The man slowly took off his suit jacket and wrapped her up tightly, his cold pupils gradually darkening.
“From now on, don’t wear so little.”
At his words, Su Ran subconsciously looked down at her clothes, her eyebrows throbbing fiercely.
This dress, it seems to be designed by you?
But she still nodded subconsciously, and seeing this, the man’s thin lips slightly curved upwards.
“I’m here to pick up my future girlfriend and take her home.”
Su Ran paused, aware he was answering the previous question, and slightly tugged at the corner of her lips.
You’re really good at dramatizing the term ‘future girlfriend.’
Fu Qiyuan brushed the stray hairs from her forehead, his gaze tender as water, his voice gentle and magnetic.
“Have you been drinking?”
Su Ran looked up at him, her lips curving into a smile, her gorgeous brows lifting, radiantly charismatic.
“Drunk or not, wouldn’t you know by smelling?”
With that, she tiptoed slightly and moved closer to the man, her warm and fragrant breath spraying between his nostrils. Fu Qiyuan’s restrained pupils gradually unleashed, becoming dark and mysterious.
A deep, seductive laugh overflowed, pleasant and wanton, low and deafening to the ears.
Su Ran felt a tickle in her eardrum, suddenly a bit intimidated, her eyes flickering as she was about to withdraw, when a strong arm suddenly wrapped around her slender waist, trapping her firmly in his embrace.
She looked up instinctively, the man’s cold eyes now touched with an ambiguous tenderness, his austere features lifting slightly, accelerating one’s heartbeat, stirring ripples of emotion.
Now, she couldn’t back down even if she wanted to.
Avoiding his gaze, Fu Qiyuan bent down slightly, his devastatingly beautiful face unexpectedly looming before her eyes, his sensual lips effortlessly finding her cool, red lips.
Su Ran’s eyes widened, but the man, as if bewitched, savored the sweetness between her lips, stopping just at the brink, releasing her quickly.
Fu Qiyuan’s voice was low and husky, brimming with deep pleasure.
Fu Qiyuan: Just worried about not finding an excuse to take advantage of the wife!