Fu Jingchuan turned his eyes to look at her, without moving his lips and teeth even an inch.
Shiyang's face was a little pale, and he was holding his breath slightly, and no one dared to look at him.
Fu Jingchuan's dark eyes deepened, and the palm holding her wrist slowly slid into her palm, grasped her palm, and slowly clasped his fingers together, but the movements on his lips were elegant and slow.
The carotid artery that he nibbled on felt wet and itchy, causing a shiver.
His lips moved along her carotid artery to her ears, and then to her chin. When they fell to her lips again, Shiyang instinctively tilted her head.
Fu Jingchuan's lips lost their accuracy again, and the kiss fell on the corner of her mouth.
Fu Jingchuan didn't move, but the palm that pressed her was slowly tightening.
When his black eyes were frozen with ice, he kissed her again.
This time he didn't let Shiyang escape.
When the kiss fell with a storm, it turned into a strong wind and huge waves, leaving Shiyang unable to escape.
She wanted to pull away, but the more she pulled away, the deeper Fu Jingchuan's kiss became, and the tighter his palms tightened.
He didn't even care that they were still in the lounge, or whether anyone would come, he just pressed her into the sofa and kissed her deeper and deeper.
All Shiyang's struggles and resistance were defeated step by step as he pressed forward step by step.
The sound of heavy breathing gradually sounded in the not-so-large space.
But after all, he was still worried about being in the lounge and the door was unlocked. Apart from asking for a kiss, Fu Jingchuan did not go any further.
For a while, the fierce kiss slowly became lingering and gentle, until it slowly stopped.
But Fu Jingchuan didn't let her go, he just held her and slowly calmed down.
"Are you ready to leave just now?" he asked, his voice still a little hoarse.
Shi Yang's voice was also hoarse and his breath was unstable: "There's nothing going on here. I want to go back and rest first."
"Then why didn't you tell me?" Fu Jingchuan asked.
"I'm afraid it's inconvenient because you're busy." Shiyang said softly, "I've already said hello to Mr. Tang."
Shi Yang said while trying to push him away.
At this moment, there was an inappropriate knock on the door, accompanied by Tang Shaoyu's hearty voice:
"Shiyang, are you still in there? I'll ask Yan Yao to see you off. He happens to be going back..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Shaoyu had already opened the door.
Almost at the same moment, Shi Yang subconsciously pushed Fu Jingchuan away, but Fu Jingchuan pulled her into his arms and covered her tightly.
"Get out." A deep voice also sounded.
Tang Shaoyu: "..."
When he saw the two people hugging each other on the sofa, he turned around sharply. Instead of leaving, he kicked the door shut.
"No, I said you two..."
Tang Shaoyu's brain was a little short-circuited for a moment, and his old face was a little red. He didn't want to lock himself in the room together, and he forgot to take himself out first.
Shi Yang was equally embarrassed.
She turned her back slightly to straighten her hair, and intentionally or unintentionally covered her mouth that was swollen by kisses.
Fu Jingchuan was much calmer.
After he finished arranging Shiyang's hair, he turned to look at Tang Shaoyu, whose ears were red: "Why are you here?"
"Didn't Shiyang say that she wanted to go back first? I'll arrange a driver for her." Tang Shaoyu said, turning around and looking at Fu Jingchuan, "Who knows when you came over? Weren't you still in the hall just now? ?”
He really didn't notice when Fu Jingchuan left.
There were many guests in the hall, so he didn't pay much attention. He just thought that Shiyang wanted to go back and had to arrange a driver for her to take her back.
It happened that Yan Yao also came to say goodbye to him, so he thought of asking Yan Yao to give Shiyang a ride on the way.
