eurekapd Chapter 1325 Yun Rui Juanchen: Do what an adult should do
Chapter 1325 Yun Rui Juanchen: Do what an adult should do
The moment their lips collided, she poured the wine in her mouth over.
The spiciness of the whiskey mixed with the warmth of her tongue, like a hot snake, suddenly drilled into Qi Ruixiang's throat.
His pupils suddenly contracted, and he subconsciously tried to turn his head away, but Yang Xiaotang held the back of his neck tightly, his fingertips digging into his hair with a desperate force.
"Hmm..." Qi Ruixiang's Adam's apple rolled violently and he was forced to swallow the wine. The wine choked him and made his chest tighten, and his eyes were instantly covered with a layer of mist.
Yang Xiaotang was like a hunting animal. While he was taking a breath, she pried open his teeth with the tip of her tongue and aggressively probed inside.
Her kiss was raw and fierce, like revenge, but also like catharsis. Her tongue swept across every inch of his mouth, licking the wine stains between his teeth, and even her breath was filled with a resolute heat.
The saxophone in the bar suddenly changed its tune, and the melody was as lingering as a soft rope, binding the two people tightly together.
Qi Ruixiang's body froze for three seconds before he erupted in astonishing strength. He suddenly grabbed Yang Xiaotang's waist and pressed her hard against the bar. The coolness of the marble seeped through the thin fabric, creating a strange contrast with the fiery heat between his lips and teeth.
He took the initiative and deepened the kiss, with offended anger and a hint of subjugation that he was unwilling to admit.
His kiss carried the calluses of years of holding a pen, and his fingertips pinched her jaw with such force that it seemed as if he could crush her bones. His tongue swirled around, completely crushing the spicy taste of the whiskey, mixing with their breath to create an even stronger drink.
Yang Xiaotang's back hit the bar, and she groaned in pain, but it was like a lit fuse, and she hugged his neck even tighter, her toes almost leaving the ground.
The sharp edges of the bar hurt my back, but the pain was nothing compared to the heat surging in my chest.
She could feel Qi Ruixiang's hand sliding down her waistline, his fingertips rubbing against the fabric with a scorching temperature, as if trying to leave a mark on her skin.
The saxophone melody suddenly became rapid, as if urging something. Qi Ruixiang suddenly picked her up sideways. Yang Xiaotang screamed and subconsciously hugged his neck, pressing her cheek against his burning earlobe.
His breathing was as heavy as a drum, carrying the smell of alcohol and spraying on her earlobe, causing a slight shudder.
"Are you sure?" His voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed by sandpaper. When he lowered his head, the tip of his nose brushed against her collarbone, and the skin there instantly turned red.
Yang Xiaotang didn't answer, but just gently bit his earlobe with her teeth and licked the hot skin with the tip of her tongue.
This provocative action was like a spark falling on a powder keg. Qi Ruixiang cursed softly and strode towards the door with her in his arms.
The bartender behind the bar hurriedly gave the change, but was interrupted by him raising his hand. A few bills were thrown on the bar with a dull sound.
The night wind, wrapped in a chill, blew against Yang Xiaotang's face, yet she felt her whole body burning hot. Qi Ruixiang shoved her into the passenger seat, the seatbelt tightening against her chest. As he leaned over to buckle her, his lips brushed against her jaw, a touch of undeniable aggression.
The car door was slammed shut, making her eardrums hurt. The warm yellow lights of the bar were reflected in the rearview mirror, like an abandoned dream.
The car sped through the night, the sound of tires scraping against the ground piercing the silence. Yang Xiaotang tilted her head to look at him, the light and shadow of the streetlight dancing on his chiseled profile, making the curve of his jawline even sharper.
The knuckles of his fingers gripping the steering wheel turned white, and the thin calluses on his fingertips left a slight friction sound on the leather surface, as if suppressing a flash flood that was about to break out.
"Where are you going?" Her voice trembled without her even noticing, and her fingertips unconsciously twisted the corner of her clothes.
Qi Ruixiang looked straight ahead, his Adam's apple rolling: "Shut up."
This commanding word made Yang Xiaotang's heart skip a beat. She looked at his tense profile and suddenly felt that this absurd rush might be the ending she had been waiting for.
No matter who is in his heart, at least at this moment, he only has her in his eyes.
The car finally stopped in front of a five-star hotel, and the light from the revolving door cast flickering spots of light on Qi Ruixiang's face.
As he dragged her through the lobby, the waiter's surprised gaze pierced her body like needles, but Yang Xiaotang greedily breathed in the aroma of cedar mixed with alcohol - this was the smell that belonged to Qi Ruixiang, but at this moment it temporarily belonged to her.
The feeling of weightlessness as the elevator rises makes my heart hang in the air.
Qi Ruixiang's hands were always pressed on her lower back, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to rub her into her bones and blood.
When the number jumped to the corresponding floor, Yang Xiaotang suddenly remembered that Gu Yunxi's apartment was also on this floor. Her heart felt like it was pricked by a needle, but was quickly overwhelmed by a more turbulent impulse.
The moment the door opened with a card, Yang Xiaotang was pressed against it. Her back slammed against the cold metal handle, causing her to groan in pain. Qi Ruixiang's kiss followed, laced with a desperate, ruthless ferocity.
His hands tugged at the waistband of her windbreaker, and the bow made a crackling sound as it untied, as if accompanying this sinking.
"Don't regret it." He bit her lips and licked the wound caused by teeth with the tip of his tongue. The smell of blood mixed with the spicy taste of whiskey filled his mouth.
Yang Xiaotang raised his hand and untied his tie, and the silk slipped to the ground with a slight sound.
Her fingertips slipped under the open collar of his shirt and traced the throbbing pulse at his collarbone, where the skin felt surprisingly hot. "I won't be the one to regret it."
This sentence completely ignited the fire in Qi Ruixiang's eyes. He picked her up and threw her on the carpet. His soft long hair sank into her hair, like falling into a warm swamp.
The suit jacket was roughly torn open, and the buttons fell to the ground with a crisp sound that was particularly harsh in the silent room.
Yang Xiaotang looked at his figure leaning down, the light from the crystal chandelier spreading a blurry halo behind him, like a god descending into the mortal world.
His kiss fell on her chest, and his alcoholic breath burned her skin. When his fingertips were about to unbutton her shirt, they suddenly stopped, their fingertips hovering above the third button, not falling for a long time.
The wall lamp in the hotel room cast a warm yellow light, making the red marks on Yang Xiaotang's neck even clearer.
Qi Ruixiang's gaze fell on that delicate skin, and his alcohol-hazed consciousness suddenly caused a trance - Gu Yunxi was curled up on the sofa wearing his white shirt, with two buttons open on his collar, and his collarbone was a light pink from his kiss.
She came over with the warm milk and stroked his Adam's apple with her fingertips...
"Auspicious?"
"Auspicious..."
Yang Xiaotang's voice was like a fine needle, piercing the illusion. Qi Ruixiang snapped back to his senses, the buttons under his fingertips pricking his fingertips painfully. The person in front of him still had moisture on his eyelashes, and the expectation in his eyes was mixed with anxiety, overlapping and separating with the gentle eyes of Gu Yunxi in his memory.
His Adam's apple rolled violently, and he suddenly leaned over and bit Yang Xiaotang's earlobe. It wasn't a gentle lick, but a punishing bite, so strong that she moaned.
The alcohol was raging in his blood, and all the love, hatred, anger and infatuation aroused by Gu Yunxi turned into a raging wildfire, ready to burn the warm body in front of him to ashes.
Yang Xiaotang dug her fingers into his hair, her nails digging into his scalp, but she couldn't bear to push them away. It hurt, but it was also filled with a kind of desperate pleasure.
She knew she had become a substitute, but being remembered so intensely by him, even if it was just through the influence of alcohol, was better than being an insignificant spectator...
Qi Ruixiang's kiss moved down her neck, his teeth brushing against her collarbone, leaving marks of varying depths.
His palm lifted up her shirt, and his warm palm pressed against her waist. The thin calluses on his fingertips rubbed against her skin, causing a shudder.
Yang Xiaotang's breathing became more and more disordered. When her shirt slipped off her shoulders, she suddenly raised her hand and pressed the back of his neck, forcing him to look up.
"Look at me." Her voice trembled like a leaf in the wind, but her eyes were surprisingly bright. "Qi Ruixiang, look carefully, who is holding you now?"