Chapter 100
Words:982Update:22/06/21 13:13:20
The night was so dark, and the surroundings were very quiet. In this moment of silence, everyone's body's reactions became more sensitive.
The winter night was so cold that it seemed like just a little bit of temperature could start a prairie fire.
He Han captured her lips, and the tips of their tongues rolled and intertwined until it was hot.
Ye Fan's eyes were closed. She could feel that his breathing was gradually becoming heavier.
He Han kissed Ye Fan as he hooked his arm around her slender waist and lifted it slightly. He had the absolute advantage, and she couldn't help but follow his movements.
He easily pulled her up from the chair.
He Han didn't give Ye Fan a chance to stand up. His hand slid down her back, and he placed her body on the desk.
His arm was strong, and it was pressed tightly against her waist as he supported himself on the desk.
Ye Fan was pressed between He Han and the desk, and the space around her seemed to become narrow and cramped. In the pitch-black night, only their breaths could be heard.
He Han's body leaned forward, protecting the back of Ye Fan's head as he pressed it down bit by bit. Her back gently leaned against the desk, and her entire body lay on the desk.
Ye Fan lay there, slowly welcoming He Han's kiss, allowing him to wantonly sweep away the air at the tip of her tongue.
He Han's fingers hooked into her hair, and the fragrance of her hair drifted into his nose.
In the dark night, her scent was like an extremely deep temptation.
Ye Fan's brain started to feel dizzy, and the two of them rubbed their ears and temples together, overflowing with ambiguity.
She couldn't hold it in, and a few soft moans came out of her mouth.
He Han, who received a response, chuckled softly. Through her clothes, his palms stroked her, igniting her desire.
Their bodies were pressed so tightly together that there was almost no gap between them.
The moonlight was quiet, and it made Ye Fan's skin seem even fairer.
Her body seemed to be enveloped in a layer of light, and she was kissed until she went limp. Her cheeks and ears were already very red.
He followed the clean and white moonlight and kissed down her neck.
His kiss was sincere and serious, but it was also teasing. She couldn't help but feel waves of numbness.
He unbuttoned her blouse as he continued to kiss her.
Her gradually heavy breathing affected people's desires.
He Han seemed to have thought of something, and his movements gradually stopped.
The warm touch was instantly pulled away, and the cold air in the room engulfed her. Ye Fan slowly opened her eyes. Her breathing was still a little unstable.
Ye Fan looked into He Han's eyes and saw the affection in her eyes that had not yet faded. His gaze was very gentle. He Han caressed her cheek, then straightened up and stepped back.
"Your new film is about to start filming," He Han said in a low voice. He didn't remember wrongly. It was within these two days.
There was a hidden meaning in He Han's eyes as he said meaningfully, "Don't tire yourself out."
As if he was afraid that she would misunderstand, he added, "You must perform better when you first enter the set."
Ye Fan: "…" Why did she feel that there was something wrong with those words?
He Han reached out his hand in front of Ye Fan. She pursed her lips and put her hand in his. He closed his hand and helped her stand up.
He Han lightly glanced at Ye Fan's clothes that he had messed up. He bent down and reached out to help her button up.
He looked up at her. "I'll sleep in the guest room."
Ye Fan nodded. Her voice had already returned to normal. "Okay."
The two of them left the study, and Ye Fan returned to her bedroom.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
