Chapter 312: I wouldn’t rule out the possibility of me pushing my luck further. Chapter 312: I wouldn’t rule out the possibility of me pushing my luck further. Fu Qiyuan’s dark pupils suddenly flashed, and the hand on her waist tightened slightly.
The hidden meaning in Su Ran’s words was naturally understood by him, his thin lips curved slightly, and his eyes, hidden in the darkness, took on a few shades of enchantment.
“Living together doesn’t just mean staying under the same roof, it also means eating together, going to work together, sleeping together in the same room, using the same bed, covering with the same blanket. Do you still think you’re not being modest?”
Surprised, Su Ran looked at him.
How did he know what she was thinking?
“You’re not immodest, but rather too modest.”
After a long while, Su Ran smiled gently, her concerns swept away. She watched the man with a smile and hooked her lips.
Fu Qiyuan chuckled softly before saying, “I still have to collect some interest.”
He reached out to grab her waist and pulled her into his embrace, hooking her chin with his other hand. As Su Ran instinctively looked up, the man’s lips landed on hers.
Perhaps it was due to the alcohol, the man’s soft lips were hotter than ever, searing Su Ran’s heart.
A unique, clear fragrance mixed with a hint of alcohol invaded her nostrils, the familiar scent that belonged to the man alone.
In between breaths, their scents were clearly intertwining, mingling intimately together.
This kiss did not stop at a peck; the man ground against her lips, rubbing them inch by inch, sending shocks like electricity from her lips straight to their brains and then to their hearts, pounding incessantly and exploding in their veins.
As the man kissed her, the hand that held the back of her head slid down her neck, along her pretty spine, and finally settled on her waist.
He rubbed gently, finally resisting the urge to go further. Su Ran’s body shivered with the man’s movements, tensed to the extreme.
Noticing her tension, Fu Qiyuan’s lips curled slightly, his ink-dyed eyes lazing with charm that seemed to seep into his very marrow.
“Don’t be nervous, I won’t do anything to you before you give the nod.”
Su Ran’s heart tightened for no reason, but she had to admit, she felt significantly more relaxed.
“But if you don’t object, I might take more liberties.”
Just as Su Ran had relaxed, hearing the man’s words, she tensed up again, annoyed.
“What… what are you always thinking about in your head?”
Su Ran didn’t react for a moment.
Fu Qiyuan affectionately stroked her head, his tone rich and deep.
“Your life shouldn’t have any regrets. Pursuing a relationship, engagement, marriage, having children–every step is precious, albeit sometimes too agonizing.”
Fu Qiyuan laughed softly, his voice gentle as haze, the scent of alcohol mixed with his unique body odor, creating an irresistibly unique charm.
Su Ran’s eyelashes quivered. She clutched tightly onto the man’s clothes, saying nothing.
Ye Zhichen, also on the way home, kept eyeing the booklet on her knees since she got into the car.
What is this thick booklet?
It doesn’t look like any sort of document, but rather somewhat like a matchmaking photo album!
A matchmaking photo album?
A sudden, intense contraction tugged at Ye Zhichen’s eyebrows, and an ominous premonition emerged.
She bit her lip, her grip on the booklet inadvertently tightening as she pondered for a moment, then opened it!
Curiosity got the better of her after all!
Though curiosity killed the cat, it’s human nature to be curious.