Sheng Jianan held Tang Yanqi’s hand and walked slowly along the cobblestone path. Above them was the bright moonlight, and occasionally they could hear some unknown insects chirping around.
Between them, it was quietly unbelievable. Tang Yanqi had her head down and didn’t notice when the person in front stopped, resulting in her head bumping right into him with a dull thud.
"Tang Yanqi, why don’t you watch where you’re going?"
Dazed from the bump, Tang Yanqi blurted out words without thinking: "I was watching the road, just didn’t see you."
Sheng Jianan paused slightly, then chuckled softly twice: "Then from now on, please Miss Tang, watch me."
Tang Yanqi held her forehead, looking at Sheng Jianan as if she heard something shocking. Why did she sense a hint of teasing from Sheng Jianan’s words?
You’re joking, right?
Sheng Jianan, wasn’t he always either disliking or ridiculing her, at best speaking calmly? How could he be teasing?
Tang Yanqi pulled herself together, she must have hit her head too hard and was hallucinating.
"Call me by my name."
Tang Yanqi hadn’t finished speaking before Sheng Jianan interrupted her, leaving the always composed Miss Tang stunned. Call him by his name?
Tang Yanqi looked steadily at Sheng Jianan, the moonlight illuminating her eyes, making her already clear gaze even brighter and as pure as the most pristine diamond in the world.
Sheng Jianan felt a bit exposed under such a gaze, his thin lips pressed together for a moment, speaking without thought: "If someone hears, it could easily be exposed."
So that’s it, Tang Yanqi gradually withdrew her gaze and nodded: "I understand."
The atmosphere mysteriously became a bit awkward. The always arrogant Young Master Sheng, for some reason now felt a bit constrained. This feeling was just too unpleasant, but he really couldn’t find a topic to discuss.
At this moment, Sheng Jianan realized that he, who was always so adaptable, couldn’t find a topic in front of Tang Yanqi. Yes, he didn’t know what this woman liked, didn’t know what she usually did, what could they talk about?
Sheng Jianan, distracted, didn’t notice a small step ahead, tripped, and lost his balance. Tang Yanqi hurriedly spoke: "Be careful."
But it was already too late, Sheng Jianan lost his balance and fell, pulling Tang Yanqi down with him. As they made close contact with the ground, Sheng Jianan turned, landed on his back, and grabbed Tang Yanqi’s waist. He hadn’t forgotten; this woman must not fall again.
With Tang Yanqi protected in his embrace, using himself as a cushion, at that moment Young Master Sheng felt he was so great, and the next second, something soft blocked his lips, carrying the unique fragrance of a girl. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel⟡fire.net
Tang Yanqi was startled, realizing she somehow kissed Sheng Jianan’s lips, quickly tried to move away, but Sheng Jianan would not let her. His hand originally on her waist moved to the back of her head, avoiding Tang Yanqi’s wound, holding her head, deepening the kiss.
Under the night sky, the moonlight was gentle. Tang Yanqi was held in Sheng Jianan’s embrace, the kiss growing deeper, and the surrounding temperature seemed to rise significantly.
No one knew how long it lasted, but finally Sheng Jianan let her go. The two were extremely close, and even though there was no other light besides the moon, they could clearly see each other’s eyes.
Tang Yanqi’s bright eyes were slightly misty and her lips shone with a watery gloss, making one’s heart itch. Sheng Jianan’s Adam’s apple moved up and down. He never restrained himself, doing whatever he wanted.