Chapter 98 I Want to Make You Cry in This Painting

Su Ruan held up her phone, and the camera inadvertently panned across the side of the car.

They caught a glimpse of the girl leaving dejectedly, and of Yan Tingnan stubbing out his cigarette and raising his chin at her.

They were too far away to hear what was being said.

She saw Yan Tingnan's lips move.

Even from a distance, you can't see their lip movements, but that coldness and aloofness can almost penetrate the air and reach you.

The smile on the girl's face froze instantly, turning awkward as she sheepishly withdrew her hand.

Her companions hissed softly, seemingly embarrassed.

Su Ruan put away her phone and slowly strolled back.

Yan Tingnan had already opened the car door and was waiting for her.

The girls looked at her, then at Yan Tingnan, and seemed to understand something. They pulled each other and quickly walked away.

Su Ruan bent down to get into the car.

Yan Tingnan closed the car door and walked back to the driver's seat.

The engine starts, producing a deep, rumbling sound.

"What are you talking about?"

"Look how scared that little girl is, her face has turned pale."

"Ask me for my WeChat," he said without changing his expression.

Su Ruan's lips curved into a smile, beaming with delight.

"So what did you reply?"

He was steering with one hand, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

"He said his wife at home is very strict."

Su Ruan raised an eyebrow.

Who is your boss?

Yan Tingnan suddenly turned the car around, and the wheels rolled onto an inconspicuous dirt and stone side road, heading deeper into the meadow.

"Crying in bed, but washing one's hands of the matter off the bed?"

His voice was low and steady, piercing her heart.

"Teacher Yan is so charming that she can attract bees and butterflies even in the mountains and fields."

She made her sarcastic words sound like sugar threads, sticking to you in a sticky, gooey way.

"College students, they're so young, why don't you give them to them?"

Yan Tingnan's gaze behind his gold-rimmed glasses was deep and unreadable.

Do I look like a nobody?

Su Ruan suppressed a laugh and deliberately looked him up and down.

"That's true."

"Teacher Yan has remained chaste for thirty-two years, possessing extraordinary self-control. How could a few young girls possibly sway her?"

Yan Tingnan glanced at her sideways, his gaze so intense it could crush the oxygen.

"Yes, only you can shake it."

"Soft, delicate, and resilient, it's addictive once you touch it."

"After trying yours, everything else looks bland, like a pipe cigarette—utterly tasteless."

The air inside the car suddenly tightened.

Su Ruan's heart skipped a beat, and her cheeks burned instantly.

She turned her face away, but the corners of her lips curled up.

Help!

This old fox usually acts all proper and respectable, but who can stand it when he suddenly goes all out!

This doesn't fit his public image!

The scenery outside the window became increasingly magnificent, but the population became increasingly sparse.

The car headed west, deep into the heart of the meadow.

Until a secluded bend in the road, Yan Tingnan suddenly turned the steering wheel and slowly drove down the gravel slope.

When the wheels came to a stop, we were facing a wide open valley.

In the distance, the snow-capped mountains stand majestically, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun.

"Sunset over the Golden Mountain".

He turned off the engine, his voice low and slow.

Su Ruan pushed open the door and got out of the car, stepping into the knee-high grass.

The wind surged in, carrying the chill of the snow-capped mountains and the vastness of the meadows.

She opened her arms and took a deep breath.

My lungs and internal organs were thoroughly cleansed.

A warm chest pressed against my back.

Yan Tingnan's arm wrapped around her waist, and his chin brushed against the top of her head.

Are you cold?

"If you hold me, I won't be cold."

She leaned back into his arms, feeling as at ease as a bird returning to its nest.

The sun set quickly, its golden-red light like molten glass, pouring down from the snow-capped peaks and dyeing the entire valley.

Is it pretty?

His voice was low and slow, carried to her ears by the sound of the wind.

Su Ruan leaned against his chest and nodded.

"Yes, it looks like a painting."

He chuckled softly, his breath brushing against her ear.

"I want to make you cry in this painting."

Yan Tingnan suddenly turned her shoulder and pinned her against the hood of the car.

My palms rested on her lower back, shielding her from the coldness of the metal.

His eyes reflected the setting sun, and also her.

"Close your eyes."

He gave the order, his voice slightly hoarse.

Su Ruan's heart pounded like a drum, and she instinctively complied.

Warm lips descended, initially just gently touching, like a tentative touch, like a confirmation.

Then the force increased, grinding and penetrating deeper, with an irresistible strength, sucking and rubbing.

The sun sets over Jinshan Mountain, and the world is vast.

It was as if only the two of them remained, embracing and kissing at the ends of the earth.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally stepped back a fraction of an inch.

Foreheads touched, their breaths mingling hotly.

Yan Tingnan's eyes were so deep that you couldn't see the bottom, and there was an unquenchable flame churning within them.

“Yan Tingnan…”

Her voice trembled, carrying a softness she herself was unaware of.

"Um."

He responded with a heavy nasal tone, his thumb lingeringly stroking her lower lip.

That look in his eyes made it seem like he was about to execute her on the spot.

Yan Tingnan lowered his head and kissed her again.

This time, the kiss landed on the side of her neck, with a slight nibble.

Like savoring a jar of aged wine, every breath is imbued with a sense of intoxication.

A tingling sensation spread throughout my body.

The sunset over the golden mountains is the backdrop, and the wind blowing through the meadows is the accompaniment.

He tasted the coolness of the plateau between her lips and teeth, and also his own wildly growing greed.

Yan Tingnan's hand also became restless, sliding down from her waist.

"That's enough, someone will come..."

She gasped for breath, her hand pressed against his chest, turning her head away from his burning kiss.

"Won't."

He breathed heavily and whispered in her earlobe.

Even ghosts would find this place too far.

"no!"

Su Ruan's cheeks flushed red, and her breathing became unsteady.

"What if someone is there and it's not completely dark yet!"

She softened her voice.

"High altitude, I'm dizzy..."

"You're kidding me."

He chuckled, but eventually pulled back a fraction of an inch, his palm still holding her waist.

"You're still trying to seduce me?"

"Who seduced you?"

She retorted in a low voice.

"It was clearly you..."

"Don't you know what I'm like?"

Yan Tingnan interrupted her, his fingertip brushing against the glistening moisture on her lips.

"If you even breathe, I can't hold it in."

He looked up, gazing into her eyes with a restrained pleading.

"Soft."

"I've endured it all day."

The soft, juicy ears were burning.

How could he say such things with that detached and indifferent face?

—Endure for one day? This isn't endurance, it's hoarding!

Now? Here?

Sunset over the golden mountains is quite romantic, but what about the hood?

Her mind flashed back to the man's glorious achievements last night.

If we let him get away with this, it won't be over in a short time.

You can forget about ever turning your back on someone.

Besides, it's not completely dark yet!

Who knows, maybe a photographer specializing in astrophotography will pop up in some hidden corner?

If someone sees this, how will Su Ruan ever be able to work again?

"Is Yan Tingnan's self-control made of paper?"

Su Ruan muttered softly, sounding like both a complaint and a coquettish plea.

"I'll break down when I'm around you."

He answered quickly, his eyes swirling with unspoken tension.

"Here, or back in the car?"

Su Ruan felt a chill run down her spine.

Listen to this!

Is this a multiple-choice question?

This is a life-or-death question!

"I choose option three!"

"Go back to the hotel, it's up to you."

He paused, looked up and stared at her.

"Whatever you want?"

"Does that mean it?"

"Calculate."

He chuckled softly, finally letting go of her hand, adjusting her clothes, and gently lifting her down into his arms.

"Alright, as you wish."

"The hotel is good."

"The bed is big and soft enough."

"So that I can taste it carefully and see the difference between the appetizer and the main course."