He stared at Qingyao with confusion, trying to find the answer from her face. However, at this moment his mission was like a heavy mountain, pressing on his heart, not allowing him to slack off in the slightest.
In an instant, Lan Yuan seemed to be driven by some impulse. He took a step forward, stretched out his hand and grabbed Qingyao's neck, pulled her face close, and then kissed her lips forcefully. He closed his eyes tightly, as if this could block out the inner struggle and confusion and focus only on completing the task.
How could Qingyao give in so easily? Her body stiffened slightly. Just as she was about to move, Lan Yuan's hand gently stroked her face and gently but irresistibly turned her head to the side.
Qing Yaoyao raised her eyes and was met with Lan Yuan's deep and fiery eyes. The burning emotions in those eyes made her breathing suddenly stop.
Before she could react, Lan Yuan slowly leaned over, his lips, slightly cool, gently pressing against Qing Yao's. In that instant, the world seemed to stop, leaving only the sound of their intertwined breathing.
Lan Yuan's kiss was gentle at first, as if touching a rare treasure. His lips caressed Qing Yao's lips, delicate and affectionate.
Qingyao's eyes were full of astonishment. She subconsciously wanted to push Lan Yuan away with her hands, but her body seemed to be shaking slightly uncontrollably.
Lan Yuan seemed to notice her struggle. He slightly increased the strength of his hands, hugged Qingyao tighter, and deepened the kiss.
The tip of his tongue gently extended and slowly moved along Qingyao's lips, trying to pry open her tightly closed teeth.
She was agile and skillful, and she broke free from Lan Yuan's control in an instant.
She walked lightly to the sofa, picked up her red wine glass, and slowly walked towards the French window. The city lights were brilliant at night, and the brilliant light reflected on her cold face. Her voice floated softly, but it seemed to be filled with unquestionable determination: "Let's go."
A strong sense of unwillingness welled up in Lan Yuan's heart. He bit his lower lip tightly, trying to suppress the anger surging in his heart. He slowly walked behind Qing Yao, hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out his hands and slowly wrapped his arms around Qing Yao's waist from behind. He gently rested his head on her shoulder and whispered, "I won't leave until I figure everything out."
The city lights flickered outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, like a bright star, but they could not illuminate the tense atmosphere between the two people in the house.
Just as Qingyao was about to turn around and leave, Lan Yuan took a step forward and hugged her tightly from behind. His chest was pressed against her back, and his hot breath sprayed on her neck.
Qingyao struggled for a bit, but Lan Yuan turned her over to face him. Lan Yuan's eyes were deep and fiery, as if they contained an endless whirlpool that was going to suck Qingyao in.
Before Qingyao could speak, Lan Yuan's lips pressed down eagerly and kissed her heavily. The kiss was domineering and unyielding. He held Qingyao's face in his hands, as if he wanted to rub her into his life.
Qingyao's eyes widened, and her hands instinctively pressed against Lan Yuan's chest, but his passionate kiss gradually made her lose her strength. Lan Yuan's tongue gently pried open her teeth, probed into them, entwined and played with her tongue, robbing her of her breath.
After a moment, Lan Yuan let go of Qing Yao's lips, but kissed her all the way down along her jawline to her neck. Qing Yao tilted her head back and made an involuntary sound. Lan Yuan's hands also became restless, slowly moving up from her waist and stroking her back. Every inch of skin touched ignited more desire.
He pressed Qingyao against the floor-to-ceiling window. A thin layer of mist rose on the glass, reflecting the blurry and passionate figures of the two.
Lan Yuan kissed Qing Yao's lips again, this time the kiss was more gentle and delicate, as if he was comforting her, and as if he was expressing his endless love.
Qingyao's hands slowly wrapped around Lanyuan's neck, and her body gradually softened. The outside world seemed to be isolated from them, and only each other's heartbeats and breathing echoed in this world.
As the temperature in the room rose, Lan Yuan's kiss gradually moved downwards, lingering gently on Qing Yao's collarbone. His tongue tip lightly touched the delicate skin, causing Qing Yao to tremble slightly, and her fingers unconsciously grasped Lan Yuan's hair.
Lan Yuan's hand slowly moved up along the hem of Qingyao's skirt. The gentle touch seemed to carry fire, and every inch of advancement made Qingyao's breathing more rapid. Her eyes were a mixture of confusion and intoxication, and her originally cold face was now stained with a charming and moving passion.
"Qingyao..." Lan Yuan called softly in her ear, his voice hoarse and full of charm. The voice went straight into Qingyao's heart through her ears, making her legs slightly weak.
Qing Yuan picked her up and walked towards the sofa, their bodies pressed tightly together again.
Qingyao actively responded to Lan Yuan's kiss, her passion was completely ignited. At this moment, the city outside the window was still bustling and noisy, with traffic flowing continuously, but they were immersed in a private world that belonged only to each other, forgetting all the troubles and constraints, allowing the flames of passion to completely devour them, sinking deeper and deeper into this vortex of love, every touch, every look, every breath woven into an inescapable love web.
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