Tang Li felt herself being pulled into chaos.
The pressure grinding on her lips didn’t seem feigned.
Song Baiyan embraced her, pressing her body close to his, with one hand on her back, through the sweater, unable to feel the warmth of his palm, yet still making Tang Li feel like she was in deep water and fierce fire.
Her right hand, gripping the man’s shoulder, was firmly held by Song Baiyan.
The man’s thumb rubbed against the skin of her inner wrist.
Tang Li clearly felt the calluses on Song Baiyan’s palm, not finding them rough or irritating, but rather a source of reassuring warmth.
The enveloping kiss, without deepening, was enough to make her shiver.
Her palms were already sweating.
Tang Li tried to respond.
Then, her cheeks were cupped, and the pressure between the lips slightly increased.
Such kisses were start-and-stop, just like Song Baiyan’s impression on people—calm, steady, seemingly always in control, yet sinking one deeply into it.
Tang Li lifted her hands to circle Song Baiyan’s neck, her fingertips touching the collar of his shirt, feeling a false alarm that her body was about to catch fire, until the buzzing of a cellphone abruptly interrupted the lingering tenderness of the room.
It was Song Baiyan’s cellphone ringing.
—And he was the one to end the kiss.
It was as if seeing daylight again, Tang Li’s vision returned to clarity.
She belatedly realized she was straddling Song Baiyan, and the kiss had taken place in this position. As for Song Baiyan, leaning against the back of the sofa, he had already answered the call.
It was Xiao Minglan who called.
Aunt Min was cleaning the study and found a docunt on the printer, unsure if it was left behind by Song Baiyan, so she called to ask.
While Song Baiyan was on the phone, his left hand remained on Tang Li’s waist.
So, Tang Li couldn’t move around freely.
After he finished the call, Tang Li’s face was still hot. When Song Baiyan looked at her, she didn’t dare et his gaze and just said in a low voice, "I want to calm down for a mont."
"Calm down about what?" Song Baiyan asked.
The man’s eyes were profound, yet tender in an unprecedented way.
"..." Having never experienced such a thing in her two lifetis, Tang Li controlled her heart rate and spoke, "You just kissed ."
After stating the reason, she felt sothing was wrong, so she continued, "Although I initiated it, in the end, it was you who didn’t resist my temptation. If we are to bla, I’m not entirely at fault."
Listening to her rambling, Song Baiyan’s eyes glead with amusent: "By your words, the main responsibility lies with ."
Tang Li didn’t deny it.
Then, she suddenly asked, "Then why did you kiss ?"
...Typical of the villain to complain first.
Looking at her bright, deer-like eyes, Song Baiyan’s expression softened: "I kissed because I wanted to, no need for so many reasons."
"Weren’t you only considering as a junior?" Tang Li blushed and said: "No elder would kiss a junior, only a man and a woman would do such a thing."
Before her words faded, the apartnt door was knocked.
Tang Li could only go to open the door.
Upon opening, she saw Ji Ming.
Ji Ming glanced inside: "Director Li called, there’s sothing he needs to discuss with the Finance Minister."
Tang Li turned around, and Song Baiyan had already stood up.
Until she sent the visitor off, Tang Li’s mind still revolved around that abrupt kiss, pondering Song Baiyan’s attitude, sowhat elusive, this change for her was too great, beyond her original understanding.
She picked up her cellphone and searched related threads on an internet forum.
In the search bar, she entered the key content—
"What does it an if a man who always treated as a junior suddenly kisses ?"
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