"Nian Nian." The man gasped lightly, his hot breath coming closer: "I didn't doubt you."
He wrapped his other hand around Qiao Nian's lower back, wishing that she would be embedded in his arms and blended into his own flesh and blood, but he was reluctant to bear her pain. He always restrained himself from hugging her weakly, as if holding a rare treasure.
Outside the narrow fire escape were Sai Lan, Irene Wo, and many people who knew Qiao Nian, whose identities might be exposed at any time.
In the channel, the air is gradually heating up.
Neither of them paid attention to the commotion outside. Feng'er was blocked in the narrow corridor and could only hear the sound of breathing.
"I don't believe you, but I'm jealous."
Qiao Nian felt the disordered heartbeat.
"...Well, I really want to hide you." The man's broad palms, slightly calloused, covered her lips completely, bringing moist warmth to his palms.
"Don't gasp."
Qiao Nian's breath was stagnant, and her mind was instantly confused.
The heat in my body soared again, as if I had been baked in a hot stove, and my whole body couldn't breathe smoothly.
The next moment, Ye Wangchuan lowered his head slightly and accurately captured her opening and closing lips. This kiss came suddenly but with irresistible power, as if it was a long-planned storm.
Time seemed to stand still, with only each other's heartbeats and this long and passionate kiss.
Ye Wangchuan's hands clasped Qiao Nian's waist tightly, as if he wanted to integrate her into his life. And Qiao Nian, after the initial shock, slowly stretched out her hand, gently put it on his shoulder, and responded to his passionate kiss...
While their lips and teeth were intertwined, the surrounding temperature was also rising. Finally, Qiao Nian leaned on his shoulder and panted, ending the kiss. She adjusted her breathing slightly, pursed her lips and explained, "Something happened in the lab, and he was asking me about it."
When Ye Wangchuan heard the girl explain to him unnaturally, he lowered his head and kissed her red lips, and then he hummed: "Do you need my help?"
Qiao Nian pushed him away, rubbed her pinched left wrist, turned her wrist bones, and said a little depressed: "No, I can handle it."
If she remembered correctly, she had just used her left hand to push away the black man's hand, so as soon as he pulled her in, he insisted on touching her left hand inch by inch, just rubbing the places that the black man might touch?
After Qiao Nian was distracted for a moment, her eyes changed when she looked at him again, and she changed the subject: "You ran here, you are not afraid of them looking for you."
Ye Wangchuan arranged his slightly messy forehead hair, his eyes were astonishingly bright: "They won't notice, I will go out immediately."
"I won't be able to see you for a few days again. Remember to reply to my messages when you have time. It would be great if you could pick up my video when you are free."
Qiao Nian suddenly had a headache and emphasized: "I reply to you every day."
"Well, one sentence at a time, one day at a time." Ye Wangchuan's eyes were as deep as the sea, and he came closer to straighten her messed up collar before taking a step back.
"I'll go out first."
"..." So he took the risk to call her here just to be jealous?
Qiao Nian watched him open the fire escape door and stride out, then waited alone in the narrow aisle for a few minutes before silently opening the door and going out.
…
When Qiao Nian went out, Sai Lan and Ye Wangchuan had already left first.
Bethea saw her first, went over and patted her shoulder: "Where have you been? The black man and I have been looking for you for a long time." (End of Chapter)