The warm lips seemed more intoxicating than wine. Chu Chenyin, in a daze, hooked her arms around Fu Yanting's neck and kissed him back wildly.
Fu Yanting was completely aroused by such an extremely domineering counterattack. He hugged her waist, kissed her and put her on the table next to the window sill.
The moonlight shone in from the window, casting a watery shadow on the two people's dazed eyes.
Chu Chenyin had to tilt her head back to reach Fu Yanting's shoulders when she sat at the table.
Fu Yanting supported the table with one hand and placed the other hand on her waist, bending down slightly to make the angle more comfortable for them to kiss deeply.
Chu Chenyin closed her eyes and engaged him in a passionate kiss until the oxygen in both of their lungs was emptied and their breathing became rapid, and only then were they forced to let go of each other.
The temperature in the small farmhouse rose rapidly under the faint aroma of wine.
Chu Chenyin felt very hot and pulled the sweat-soaked fabric at his collar.
Fu Yanting suddenly grabbed her wrist, as if he had just sobered up, and stared at her face closely.
Chu Chenyin felt dizzy and only knew that he was feeling hot and uncomfortable inside. He struggled to pull his hand out.
"Don't move." Fu Yanting called her in a hoarse voice.
Chu Chenyin looked at him blankly with red cheeks, like a lost child.
The two of them stared at each other in the silvery moonlight. Everything seemed exquisite and they could only hear each other's pounding hearts.
Fu Yanting's hair was slightly curled in front of her forehead, and her long hair tied into a small braid hung casually on both sides. Her dreamy eyes were a little more affectionate than before, as if a mysterious desert had gained several more shining stars.
He slowly raised his hand that was supporting the table, and gently stroked Chu Chenyin's red lips with his rough fingertips, muttering, "It's swollen..."
His voice was hoarse and low, just like listening to a voice actor whispering in your ear through headphones at midnight; every word and every sound was gentle and soft, full of charm.
Chu Chenyin lowered her head and looked at his hand touching her lips. Her heart suddenly started beating wildly, as if she felt an electric current slowly passing through her heart.
Fu Yanting tenderly lifted the hair from her ears and moved his kiss to her forehead, her eyelashes, the tip of her nose, and her cheeks.
It was as if he wanted the most domineering and gentle kiss to erode everything about her.
Chu Chenyin's eyes were slightly narrowed, no longer as vigilant as during the day. No one knew whether he was indulged in alcohol or wanted to use alcohol to indulge himself.
She closed her eyes slightly, placed her hand gently on his arm, and let the brain cells confused by alcohol take over her brain step by step.
As the night deepened, Fu Yanting picked her up and walked slowly to the bed, then lowered the bed curtain with a wave of his hand.
Chu Chenyin closed his eyes and was in a daze, and only gradually woke up in the early morning of the next day.
She pressed her aching head and sat up suddenly, only to see the bed in a mess, as if a fight had taken place.
Did something happen last night that cannot be exaggerated in a novel?
Chu Chenyin quickly left the quilt and looked at herself, and sure enough, she had no clothes on.
She quickly lifted the quilt again and saw some bloodstains on the dark yellow sheets.
"Last night..." Chu Chenyin was shocked. He held his head and tried to recall carefully, but he could not remember anything.
At this time, Fu Yanting's voice came from outside the bed curtains, "Are you awake?"
Chu Chenyin bit her lip and calmed down before answering: "Hmm..."
"These are clean clothes, change into them first." Fu Yanting handed a new set of dark blue clothes through the gap in the bed curtains.
Chu Chenyin quickly took the clothes and put them on while asking Fu Yanting: "Last night we..."
Before she could finish, Fu Yanting said in a decisive tone, "Nothing happened to us."
Chu Chenyin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly startled and blurted out: "Nothing happened to us last night?"
Fu Yanting's voice was more serious than usual, and even sounded solemn. "That's right, nothing happened. We were just drunk and slept in the same quilt for the night."
Chu Chenyin couldn't believe it, especially when she saw the bloodstains on the bed, she was full of doubts, "But..."
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