Chapter 58 Don't Stop.
After an unknown amount of time, the car slowly came to a stop.
The driver reminded him in a low voice.
"President Yan, we've arrived."
The arms binding her waist were finally released.
Yan Tingnan slowly sat up straight, rubbed his temples, and the drunkenness in his eyes seemed to have dissipated a little, yet also seemed to have deepened.
He didn't look at Su Ruan, and got out of the car.
Su Ruan followed, and the evening breeze helped to cool her face.
Yan Tingnan stood by the car, his figure casting a long shadow under the streetlights, his steps slightly unsteady.
He turned around and reached out his hand to her.
With his palms facing upwards, his posture still carried the commanding air of someone in a superior position.
The meaning is clear.
They still need support.
Su Ruan looked at his outstretched hand, then at his eyes which had regained some clarity, and her back teeth itched a little.
Is this man truly drunk or faking it?
She thought this to herself, but she still reached out her hand.
The moment her fingertips touched his palm, he gripped her hand tightly in return.
He pulled her with great force, driven by a strong possessiveness, and led her into the elevator.
As the elevator ascended, in the enclosed space, his scent and the effects of alcohol enveloped her once again.
He still held her hand, his thumb stroking the back of her hand, causing a slight tingling sensation.
Su Ruan struggled, but couldn't break free.
"Mr. Yan, we're home. You can let go now."
She reminded her.
Yan Tingnan turned her head to the side and looked down at her.
His gaze was deep, as if he wanted to draw her in.
"Su Ruan".
He called her name softly, his voice slightly hoarse from the alcohol, yet strangely magnetic.
"Um?"
She responded instinctively.
The elevator dinged as it arrived at Yan Tingnan's floor.
Yan Tingnan didn't say anything more, but gripped her hand tightly and strode towards the front door.
The fingerprint lock clicked softly.
The door had barely opened a crack when Su Ruan, before she could even see what the entryway looked like, was suddenly pulled inside by a strong force!
Bang!
The door slammed shut behind me, cutting off the light from the corridor.
The room instantly plunged into darkness.
Su Ruan's back pressed against the cold door panel, and she gasped for breath.
"Yan Tingnan, you..."
His question was shut down.
He gripped the back of her neck with one hand and pinched her waist with the other, trapping her tightly between the door and his chest.
The lips and tongue, hot and intoxicated, invaded forcefully.
This time, it was a mixture of intoxication and an intense, suppressed thirst.
Su Ruan's mind went blank.
After a brief pause, she didn't refuse again.
She tiptoed, reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, tilting her head back in a hesitant yet passionate response.
Her breath broke and blended into his disordered, scorching breath.
It is a silent contest, and also a tacit understanding of descent into ruin.
Darkness fuels all hidden desires.
The kiss deepened and became increasingly out of control.
In the chaos, it's unclear who moved first.
Staggering, tearing.
From the entryway to the living room, and then stumbling closer to the bedroom.
Sinking into the soft mattress, Su Ruan finally found a moment to breathe.
Yan Tingnan's heavy body pressed down on her, his burning kisses tracing a path from her jaw to her neck.
“Yan Tingnan…”
Su Ruan was panting, her voice broken and incoherent, her hand pressed against his chest.
"Wait, no..."
Su Ruan turned her head away, avoiding his lips as they fell again, and breathlessly uttered the crucial information.
"My period hasn't completely ended yet."
"Know."
Yan Tingnan's voice was unusually hoarse, with a hint of forced tension.
"But there is more than one way to solve this problem."
His burning lips pressed against her earlobe, his hot breath seeping into her ear canal.
He paused, his calloused fingertips tracing the inside of her delicate wrist.
Continue upwards, stopping at the elbow, guiding the way.
"Who says there's only one way to attend classes?"
Su Ruan's breath hitched.
"Tonight, I'll teach you a new lesson."
Su Ruan's mind went blank for a moment, and she instantly understood his unspoken meaning.
In the darkness, her cheeks flushed bright red.
That old man!
Even when drunk, he still knows how to have fun!
"Yan Tingnan!"
Her voice was tense, and she suddenly tried to pull her wrist back.
"Are you drunk or has your true nature just come out?"
"He's not crazy."
His voice was hoarse, and his hot breath sprayed onto her neck.
"Teaching you how to be flexible."
"The laws of the world, though different, lead to the same goal."
"Aren't you always exceptionally gifted at learning new things?"
Su Ruan's heart pounded wildly, and her ears burned so badly they felt like they were about to bleed.
This man usually sits aloof and untouched by worldly affairs.
Now he knows better than anyone how to drag people down into the abyss of desire!
She bent her knees, trying to push away his heavy pressure, but was pinned down by his long legs, which he had anticipated.
"Save your energy."
He whispered, his thin lips brushing against her earlobe.
"Keep it, we'll use it later."
...
Two hours later.
Su Ruan lay on the bed.
Depend on!
A disgrace to Buddhism!
You hypocrite!
Have they been starving for generations and never eaten meat?
All roads lead to Rome, but he forced her to explore every corner of Rome!
He usually acts like a detached, otherworldly Buddha, but his methods are shockingly ruthless.
Even their indirect approach to achieving their goals is so forceful.
What's this?
Instead of eating the fruit offered before the Buddha, they lit three sticks of incense for the Buddha first?
Tsk, what a huge loss.
Capitalists really don't do business at a loss!
We must win this game next time!
At that moment, the bathroom door made a soft sound.
Amidst the rising steam, Yan Tingnan emerged.
He wore only a loosely tied bath towel around his waist, and water droplets rolled down his well-defined chest and abdominal muscles, disappearing into the depths of his V-line.
He swept his wet hair back and put his gold-rimmed glasses back on his nose.
The effects of the alcohol seemed to have mostly worn off.
She regained her aloof and dignified demeanor.
However, the ambiguous red bite mark below her collarbone stood out conspicuously against her pale skin.
It is Su Ruan's masterpiece.
He stopped by the bed, leaned over, and the shadow completely enveloped her.
His fingers, still damp with moisture, lifted her chin, and his fingertips pressed heavily against her slightly swollen lips.
"His skills are a bit raw."
"But he has good comprehension skills."
Su Ruan: "..."
What a scoundrel!
Reviewing after using it?!
And it's a bad review?!
Su Ruan suddenly sat up, her almond-shaped eyes wide open.
"Yan Tingnan! My hand is about to break, and you're already giving your critique?"
Her voice was husky, soft and accusatory, like a cat that had been bullied badly.
"Are you trying to unscrew a bottle cap?"
He lowered his head, his breath hot, and a trace of lingering desire remained in his eyes.
"Next time, let's go somewhere else."
Having just finished dismantling the Roman road, are they already planning the next route?
Su Ruan was speechless after being confronted with his indiscriminate remarks.
A drunkard strips off his Buddha-like facade; his bones are full of carnivorous meat!
Su Ruan felt a chill run down her spine. The implication in his words made her blood boil, and she grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.
"roll!"
Yan Tingnan easily caught the pillow, casually tossed it aside, and gestured with her chin toward the bathroom.
"Everything is ready. Go to the bathroom to clean up and then come back to sleep."
His words sounded like an imperial edict.
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