Xu Xiaoyue—blessed with a voluptuous figure, a wasp-like waist, and long legs—had a face that was both innocent and seductive.
Unfortunately, her fake best friend had written her into a c...
Chapter 89: Let’s have an underground relationship, it’s exciting
Xu Xiaoyue had a sullen face and let him coax her all the way. Only when they arrived at the office did she reluctantly hold Yan Ye's hand.
Her small hand slipped into the rough big palm, and her slender fingers like scallions hooked the man's index finger and pressed it softly, obviously surrendering.
With just such a small action, Yan Ye couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. He lowered his head and stared at Xu Xiaoyue's fair little face with his dark eyes.
"I'm glad you came to see me." He usually didn't show his emotions on his face, but this time, there was a rare tenderness in his eyes.
The man's scorching gaze fell on her face, and two blushes appeared on her hot cheeks. Xu Xiaoyue couldn't bear it and turned her head away.
Yan Ye pulled the person into the office, and immediately closed the door impatiently. He lowered his head and pushed the woman to the corner. He wrapped his big hands around the slender waist of the person in his arms and rubbed her waist with his fingers.
"Itchy." She muttered and tried to take a few steps back, but she shivered all over when she was pressed against the cold wall. Only then did she realize that she had nowhere to retreat.
There were no curtains in the office, and light filtered into the room. Xu Xiaoyue raised her head slightly and could see the pair of black eyes staring at her face with burning passion and the lips that were already bright red.
This is no more than a sheep entering a wolf's den.
"Where does it itch, huh?"
A man's deep voice came from above her head. He asked the question knowingly. His fingers rubbed along the waist twice, then moved upwards and gently touched the woman's back. He forcefully separated her from the wall, leaving her with only her to lean on his arms.
Yan Ye lowered his head, and the faint fragrance of the woman in his arms went straight into his nose. His eyes fell on Xu Xiaoyue's black hair, and then he looked at her face wantonly, and finally fell on her red lips.
This scene seemed like he was dreaming.
Xu Xiaoyue was imprisoned, and even through her clothes she could feel the big hand pressing tightly against her back, which was as hot as a furnace.
She blinked and dared only look at the man's chest. She had no place to put her hands and tightly grasped the corner of her clothes. The blood rushed from the soles of her feet to her ears, and it was red through and through.
The drawn curtains illuminated the entire room. Xu Xiaoyue shrank her body and let Yan Ye cover her tightly.
"Don't do this, someone might see you..." She said this in a coquettish and complaining tone.
Yan Ye didn't say anything. He just moved his hand forward and the woman fell completely into his arms like a little rabbit.
He leaned forward and lowered his head slightly, "Why are you afraid? They won't see it, let alone know."
The warm breath sprayed on Xu Xiaoyue's ears, causing her body to tremble slightly involuntarily. She bit her lips and tried hard to control her inner panic.
"Well, you can't do this, let me go." Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, and if Yan Ye didn't have good hearing, he might not have heard it.
Xu Xiaoyue was also a little annoyed about her useless appearance. Normally, she could argue with Yan Ye at the top of her lungs, but whenever she had the slightest physical contact with the man in front of her, she would become limp like a mimosa.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her whole body was pink. Yan Ye chuckled, took out his hand and lifted the woman's chin, forcing her to look at him.
After appreciating the little woman's shyness, he rolled his throat and suddenly felt his lips a little dry. The man sighed and said, "So cute, what should I do if I want to kiss you?"
"Ah, ah?" Xu Xiaoyue wondered if she had heard it wrong. She pulled her sleeves and raised her head in confusion.
This was exactly what the man wanted. Yan Ye lowered his head and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. He kissed her very innocently and then left reluctantly without even sticking out his tongue. But this was enough to make Xu Xiaoyue's face turn red.
Xu Xiaoyue's heart skipped a beat. She fell on the man's chest, covering her face tightly with her hands.
She had just confirmed her feelings and had not yet decided to be in a relationship with Yan Ye. How could she have kissed him in a daze? Her first kiss was gone just like that.
Yan Ye didn't move, letting her bury him like a quail, lying tightly on his chest.
The man retracted his big hands and hugged her tightly. His lips lingered on her forehead, kissing her several times in a row.
If Xu Xiaoyue looked up at this moment, she would see the satisfaction on Yan Ye's face that was not concealed at all.
If the person he likes comes to him, Yan Ye can resist kissing him, unless there is something wrong with his lower body.
"What is the relationship between us now?" The man's magnetic voice fell into Xu Xiaoyue's ears. Xu Xiaoyue knew as soon as she heard it that this man was deliberately using his words from last time to provoke her.
She lay in Yan Ye's arms, her little hands grabbing the man's clothes without her knowing when, and clasping them loosely. She rolled her eyes and frowned deliberately, saying, "What's the relationship? It's a pure revolutionary comradeship."
Yan Ye paused and pulled her little face out of his arms, "Pure revolutionary comradeship? You're still talking about purity after you've kissed?"
His tone was heavy, and he pulled out his hand and tugged at Xu Xiaoyue's cheek, "The answer is wrong, think about it again, what is our relationship."
The man had a serious expression, as if he was determined to get to the bottom of the matter and would not give up until he got a satisfactory answer.
"Well, don't pinch my face." She stepped back and broke free from the man's restraints. Yan Ye glanced at the red mark on Xu Xiaoyue's face, twisted it with his fingertips, and said nothing.
She sniffed the sandalwood scent in the air, which came from the man. Xu Xiaoyue pursed her lips and whispered, "You scumbag."
"Hmm? If I'm a gentleman, what are you? You want to take advantage of everything and refuse to admit it?"
The roles of the two were reversed, and Yan Ye acted like a little wife, chasing people and taking responsibility.
Xu Xiaoyue rarely felt guilty. It was not that she didn't want to give him a name, but she didn't dare to give him a name. Now she was living in Yan's house as Yan Shuli's fiancée, but she ended up getting involved with her fiancé's uncle inexplicably.
In addition, Yan Ye and Yan Shuli had said so many bad things about him in front of Liu Ye before. If this really happened, wouldn’t it prove the bad things said about him?
Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoyue looked at Yan Ye with an accusing look, "What are you talking about? It's all your fault."
"What you said at the Yan family back then, if Aunt Liu really knew about our affairs, what would she think of me?"
She spoke with aggrieved tone, and nestled in the man's arms again.
Yan Ye now understood what it meant to shoot himself in the foot. God knows clearly that when he said those words, he had no idea that Xu Xiaoyue would be the fiancée of that silly boy Yan Shuli.
After being speechless for a moment, he stroked the woman's black hair with his big hand and said, "I'll go explain to them."
Xu Xiaoyue shook her head, "No, I think it's good for us to have an underground relationship like this, it's exciting."