Completely at a disadvantage, she didn’t even have the right to struggle, as her wrist was pinned to the seat by his single hand, which made Jiang Ruan very displeased.
Her red lips were soaked in his alcohol-laden breath, and after half a day he still wouldn’t let go, making it slightly difficult for her to breathe.
Damn.
With a forceful bite, she directly bit Bao Ye’s tongue.
Unprepared, Bao Ye felt the pain, furrowing his brows, yet he didn’t leave her lips.
Their eyes t, Jiang Ruan glared at him.
A muffled voice ca from Jiang Ruan: "Let go."
Staring into her clear black eyes, Bao Ye’s gaze was filled with desire, his fingertips lightly grazing the soft skin on her neck as his lips curved up.
He leaned closer, whispering next to her flushed earlobe: "You brought this on yourself, Jiang Ruan."
His voice was hoarse.
He drawled her na.
Every word was like a lure.
Bao Ye wasn’t surprised she knew he was there, figuring it was Chen Nan who told her with eyes closed.
Jiang Ruan thought she was immune to his voice by now, but at this mont her heart still skipped a few quick beats.
"Is it too late to regret now?"
She pouted, speaking to him in a coquettish tone.
Bao Ye chuckled lightly, his fingertip pressing gently on her luscious red lips.
"Too late."
He finished his words, leaned down to lift her, took a step with his long legs, and sat in the driver’s seat.
"Ah."
Jiang Ruan was pressed to sit on his lap, in a hurry: "You’ve been drinking, you can’t drive after drinking."
"I know."
Bao Ye wrapped his arms around her waist, fitting perfectly in his grasp, smiling as he looked at her, he said: "Just holding you for a bit, I won’t drive. You can drive later."
"I want to experience what it’s like when my woman drives and I’m in the passenger seat."
Bao Ye spoke with a significant pride.
Jiang Ruan: "..."
"When did you get here?" Bao Ye asked, resting his chin on her shoulder.
At such a close distance, Jiang Ruan noticed his cheeks were flushed red, and his gaze was not as sharp and clear as usual.
It was obvious he was a bit drunk too.
Jiang Ruan felt a bit sorry for him, raising her hand to cup his face, feeling the warmth, her voice involuntarily softened: "This afternoon."
Bao Ye raised an eyebrow: "Why didn’t you co straight to ?"
Jiang Ruan: "I was worried you were busy and interrupted your work."
Bao Ye said: "Not busy."
Jiang Ruan didn’t expose him, as Chen Nan had said he had a eting that afternoon. She changed the subject, looking at him with squinting eyes and tilting her head: "So, was it a surprise?"
Her playful and cute deanor caught the slightly tipsy Bao Ye’s eyes, making his Adam’s apple bob uncontrollably a few tis.
His voice was hoarse: "Yeah, a surprise."
Looking at her, his gaze deep and unfathomable, his voice turned even more hoarse: "Your outfit’s nice, so, are you planning to play cosplay with tonight?"
"Did you prepare an outfit for ?"
His gaze was too explicitly suggestive, making Jiang Ruan’s cheeks instantly flush. She retorted.
"What? I was in such a rush to leave that I didn’t have ti to take off my makeup or change, I just hurried to catch the flight to find you after finishing the event."
Amusent flickered in Bao Ye’s eyes: "Oh~"
He teased with a smile: "So you were in a rush to see , huh."
"Mrs. Bao, we haven’t seen each other for half a month, you missed that much."
Faced with the man’s banter.
Jiang Ruan didn’t answer, instead she wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning her tiny face closer to him.
Their eyes locked, and their gazes intertwined, with the atmosphere at this mont exceedingly intimate.
The dim yellow light cast reflections on their faces, and at this close distance, her breath tingled against his cheek: "And you? Did you miss ?"
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