Chapter 3: Overwhelming
Breathless, only a flushed face lingered in the man’s vision in the night, allowing him to kiss her quietly.
Zhong Wanqiu felt all her senses had been captivated by the man. She never knew a kiss could be so beautiful.
She was a little afraid, but as his tongue gently danced, her stiff body gradually relaxed. If Xia Jingxuan could do it, why couldn’t she try to betray him?
At this thought, her tongue suddenly became passionate, as if retaliating against the man she had just pushed away.
“Woman, you’re playing with fire,” Leng Muxun murmured indistinctly between kisses, timely reminding Zhong Wanqiu.
Never mind, nothing mattered anymore. The man before her was no less than Xia Jingxuan; on the contrary, he appeared even more mature and masculine.
She enjoyed playing with fire. Her hands climbed up Leng Muxun’s neck as she deepened her kiss, as if the man before her was someone she had deeply loved for a long time. Yet when she thought this way, she felt not a trace of surprise.
That moisture, that faint scent of man and woman, instantly filled the black BMW. No man would refuse such temptation, especially when a delicate and stunning young woman was straddling his lap, her slightly closed eyelids fluttering like butterfly wings, causing Leng Muxun to momentarily lose focus and respond to Zhong Wanqiu with an even more intense, deeper kiss.
For a long time, until Zhong Wanqiu was truly breathless and could feel the swelling of her lips, the man’s thin lips slowly pulled away. His hand remained firmly around her waist, maintaining just the right warmth all this while. His dark, gleaming pupils fixed on Zhong Wanqiu as he coldly stated, “Woman, I don’t fall in love with any woman, so don’t you dare try to fall in love with me.”
His voice remained magnetic and captivating, perfectly blending with the icy tone. In that instant, Zhong Wanqiu shuddered all over, but gazing into his dark eyes, she couldn’t stop the racing of her heart. Leng Muxun evoked indescribable feelings in her at that moment. Vaguely, something felt wrong, but she couldn’t pinpoint why.
Her fair finger touched the man’s thin lips. “Don’t worry, I won’t fall in love with you.”
She responded softly, though her heart was filled with guilt.
Something was truly wrong, something was definitely off.
Beneath her finger, his lips were warm, as if still carrying her scent, making her fingertip suddenly burn against his lips. Just as Zhong Wanqiu’s mind wandered, the hand at her waist tightened abruptly. The man actually lifted her slightly while holding her, and simultaneously, the car door opened. As he stepped out, he swept her horizontally into his arms, her long hair cascading like a waterfall along his side. Resting in the crook of his arm, she gently closed her eyes. This felt like a dream, and the man of her dreams was carrying her straight toward the entrance of Case Hotel.
He was indeed taking her to get a room.
From the car door to the lobby, they passed through unimpeded. She even overheard his brief exchange with the female receptionist at the front desk, yet she kept her eyes closed.
She only wanted to forget Xia Jingxuan’s existence, so she lost herself in this man’s world. Now, all she desired was betrayal a way to balance her wounded heart.
Never had she imagined a man could possess such strength. Standing at 168 cm tall and weighing at least 50 kilograms, she was astonished when Leng Muxun carried her all the way from the car into the room.
As her body settled onto the soft bed, she trembled slightly, a sudden wave of panic surging within her. But it was too late for regrets now she could already feel the mattress dip beside her and the heavy, masculine scent enveloping her…