The distance between Wang Yan and Su Yamo was getting closer and closer, almost about to touch.
At this moment, Wang Yan seemed completely lost; he didn't know what he was doing. However, Su Yamo's pink, pouty lips seemed to possess an indescribable magic power, drawing him continuously forward, forward.
Just as the two were about to kiss, a sudden scream pierced the air in the room: "Ah—"
The sound was too abrupt and sharp, startling Wang Yan and Su Yamo, who had completely forgotten about the outside world.
This scream instantly pulled them back to reality from their enchanting, tender moment.
Only now did they remember that apart from the two of them in the room, there was also another person, Yan Buming.
Both of them shuddered as if waking suddenly from a dream, finding themselves face to face at an uncomfortably close distance.
They both quickly took a step back, retreating half a step to distance themselves from each other.
Even so, their hearts were pounding uncontrollably, and the blood in their veins rushed wildly, with their entire bodies feeling unbearably hot.
At that moment, Yan Buming, who had been crouching in the corner, suddenly jumped up and charged toward the door.
As Su Yamo's back was turned towards Yan Buming, he first knocked Su Yamo aside before rushing to open the door and running out.
Seeing Yan Buming about to escape, Wang Yan turned to give chase.
But just then, Su Yamo, hit by Yan Buming, stumbled forward into Wang Yan's arms as he was calling out, "Don't run."
Just as he uttered those words, Su Yamo tripped into Wang Yan's embrace, her body unable to stop as she collided firmly against him, her face heading directly towards his chin.
Feeling Su Yamo crash into him, Wang Yan quickly glanced down and cried out, "Watch out!"
Just as the words "watch out" left his mouth, Su Yamo indeed collided into him.
There was about half a head's distance between them, and if Wang Yan hadn't lowered his head, Su Yamo's face would have hit his chin directly.
But by lowering his head, Wang Yan's head came level with Su Yamo's.
Su Yamo's face, as she collided, aligned perfectly with Wang Yan's, and her lips landed directly on his.
A soft "pop" was heard as their lips pressed together seamlessly and intimately.
Wang Yan, with his mouth open, suddenly felt a pair of soft, smooth lips against his, and it felt as if countless tiny sparks of electricity were coursing over his lips, growing itchier and more tingly.
This tingling sensation instantly spread from his lips to his entire face, then down his neck, engulfing his whole body. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴo(v)elFɪre.ɴet
The hairs on his body stood on end, and the overwhelming heat he had just managed to quell surged back like a torrent, making his blood boil with a heart that felt ready to leap out.
Primal urges surged into Wang Yan's mind, causing him to let out a low groan, a sound muffled but beast-like in its intensity.
In response to this animalistic growl, Wang Yan instinctively moved his hands to encircle Su Yamo's soft waist, drawing her closer into his embrace.
A soft "mm-hmm" escaped from Su Yamo; her entire body seemed to lose all strength, melting into Wang Yan's arms.
This soft moan made Wang Yan feel even more feverish, as if the only way to quench his heat was to dive into the cool waters that Su Yamo represented.
But then, suddenly from the hallway outside came Yan Buming's loud voice: "Director Huang, this is bad, Su Yamo has escaped—"
The sound jolted Wang Yan back to his senses, reminding him of where he was, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, instantly cooling him down.
It was only now that Wang Yan realized he and Su Yamo were in such an intimate position; when exactly it had happened was a blur to him, as though he'd forgotten totally.
Panic struck Wang Yan, and he quickly withdrew his hands from Su Yamo's waist like a thief caught in the act, backing away hurriedly.
Su Yamo, still lost in a sea of tenderness, felt Wang Yan pulling back; her lips suddenly seemed to lack something, leaving her heart feeling empty.
Slowly opening her eyes, a blush crept onto Su Yamo's face. She lowered her head and said softly, "Just now... Just now, it was Yan Buming who bumped into me—"
Wang Yan scratched his head and replied, "I know, I know—"
After these words, silence fell in the room, and the two stood facing each other with neither saying a word.
The room grew quieter and quieter until even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.
At this moment, Yan Buming's shouting voice came in from outside once more: "Quick, quick, arrest Su Yamo, or she'll get away."
Following this, countless footsteps were heard outside, and even Yellow Dragon's voice could be heard: "Su Yamo, don't do anything foolish, this matter will be figured out."
Meanwhile, Inspector Xu's harsh voice shouted: "I suspected this Su Yamo was no good; bring the guns, and if she resists arrest, shoot her directly."
Yellow Dragon's voice interjected: "Don't shoot recklessly; things are still unclear."
Then Inspector Xu said again: "If she runs, it'll be too late; who will explain to Mr. Xu?"
The voices crept ever closer.
Su Yamo froze in shock; this room was at the very back of the police station, and once people arrived, they would block off the room's entrance, leaving no route for escape.
In that instant, Su Yamo looked helplessly at Wang Yan.
Just moments ago, Wang Yan had been dazed during the kiss, but now his eyes turned cold and clear as crystal. He first raised a hand to close the room's door, then turned to Su Yamo and said, "Constable Su, it seems I'll have to break out with you."