160: Chapter 161 A girl deeply loves a boy 160: Chapter 161 A girl deeply loves a boy But the man had no intention of letting her go.
If she dodged to the left, he would kiss her there; if she moved to the right, his kisses followed suit.
A strong premonition told him that if he let her go tonight, he might truly lose her.
The mont he brought her through the door, he had made up his mind.
Tonight, no matter what, he couldn’t let her leave.
Even if it ant tying her up, binding her, or forcing her…
he had to keep her here.
The music was still playing, and the voice of the girl continued to sing.
Beautiful faces, no cares in this world (Beautiful and innocent faces, as if this world held no worries)
Where a girl loves a boy (There, a girl deeply loves a boy)
And a boy loves a girl (A boy deeply loves a girl)
Last night I dreamt of San Pedro (It all seed like yesterday, never left)
…
The night flashed before his eyes when he and she danced to this song; Gan Yuan’s clenched jaw unconsciously relaxed.
His heartbeat quickened, the music sounded distant, leaving only heavy breathing and the pounding of blood in his veins…
He stole the air around her, and all her senses were focused on the touch of lips and tongue; every delicate touch of the man felt like a wildfire raging.
Her heart was thumping like thunder, as if it might leap out of her chest.
There was a mont when she felt as though she was about to die from lack of oxygen.
The man eased up slightly, and fresh air flooded back into her body; she couldn’t help but moan softly.
“Now…” he was panting, his forehead against hers, hands cradling her face, eyes locked with hers, his lips a re inch from hers.
As he spoke, they grazed her lips, “Can you still say…
that you feel…
nothing…
towards …”
His voice was hoarse with a hint of gravel, sensual and enticing.
She breathed heavily, “I…”
Before the word “I” could fully escape her throat, his lips pressed against hers again, silencing her.
The kiss was still deep, lingering and intimate.
As he kissed her, his hands moved from her cheeks, gliding across her chin, caressing her smooth neck, settling on her shoulders.
Even through the T-shirt, she could feel the heat of his palms, scorchingly intense.
She raised her hand in an attempt to stop him, but he caught her wrist, pulled it towards him, and placed it on his chest.
Through the thin fabric, she could clearly feel his heartbeat—rapid and pounding like a drum, just like hers.
“I want you.”
He murmured into her kiss, his hand grasping her T-shirt, unapologetically tearing it away.
The T-shirt ripped open, the strap slid off, the garnt slipping from her shoulders, revealing beautifully contoured shoulders and part of her chest.
She turned her face away to dodge his kisses.
“Huangfu Jue!”
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