The long, narrow and shining phoenix eyes were constantly turbulent, almost engulfing her gently.

"You know everything, right?" He approached her and asked extremely seriously. The cold and strong masculine breath came out, intertwining with her breath, making her extremely flirtatious.

She nodded weakly, slightly lowered her trembling eyelashes, and avoided his eyes.

"Wanhan, look at me!" His breath tightened, and his heart beat violently in his chest, like a drum.

This surge of blood made his breath unsteady and his words trembled.

"Baby, look at me." He whispered softly, then held her cheeks with both hands, caressing her with his fingertips, coaxing her like a child who didn't understand the world.

"I know you can't accept it now, but I promise you, I will definitely remind you of everything and me..."

"So, don't resist me anymore, don't let me get close to you, don't let me feel like I'm going to lose you..."

He curled his lips, not caring about the shy blush on his charming face, expressing his feelings so sincerely and strongly.

He should have told her these words long ago. It was a full year late before he told her that he cared about her.

Raising one hand, he wrapped her soft little hand and pressed it heavily on his left chest.

His chest was warm, and under the tight muscles was a steadily beating heart, slightly hurried, and it spread through his skin to the palm of her hand.

"Looks can deceive, actions can deceive, oaths can also deceive, but the heart can't deceive anyone. You can't pretend, you can't hold back, this is the only thing that even reason and self can't control."

"Wanhan, do you feel it? It beats so fast and urgently, just because of you."

The soft halo reflected on half of his feminine face, allowing Wan Han to see his eyes and face so clearly.

At this moment, she could feel his cold fingertips trembling slightly, as if she was sad and confused at this moment, and he was the one who was lost.

Such a charming and stunning man seemed even more fragile than her at the moment, with a look of desolation on his face.

"You..." Wan Han frowned, her eyes wandered, and she bit her lower lip slightly, not knowing what to say.

She felt so shocked that she seemed unable to bear the weight of his emotions.

He carefully rubbed her cheek with his fingertips, but finally couldn't hold it back. With a slight force, he suddenly pressed her body against the huge glass window, and pressed his hot lips against hers.

This time, it's no longer a light kiss, no longer a quick glance at the water.

He opened her lips, kissed her forcefully and urgently, and pried her lips apart domineeringly, sweeping her towards her.

"No..." The temperature on his lips was so scorching that she subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

Turning her head, Chu Qing resisted, but she had very little strength.

"Wanhan, don't avoid me!" Qingyue's original voice became rough and low, and when he said this against her lips, his expression was so fragile that it was heartbreaking.

He raised his hands, tied her slender waist, and pressed her hard against his chest. His tight and warm body pressed against hers without any gap.

Then he also deepened the kiss.

The air around her seemed to be burning, making Wan Han feel gradually lacking in oxygen. The tip of her nose, her lips and teeth were filled with his scent.

As if he thought this was not enough, the monster-like man was as strong as a warrior about to conquer the city.
Chapter completed!