Other than that cry of surprise, Ye Huanyan didn't make any other sound. She didn't even struggle.
She used her fastest speed to smell the familiar scent on his body. It was strange that the smell of alcohol was so strong that it almost suffocated her, but she was very sure that the person who was hugging her and refusing to let go was Ling Han.
The side of her face was pressed against the wall. Her neck was filled with his heavy and disorderly breathing.
"Let go of me." She lowered her voice.
He buried her head in his shoulder and said in a hoarse voice, "Just for a while. Let me hug you for a while more and I'll let you go."
After saying this, he tightened his grip on her shoulder, almost suffocating her.
Seeing that he didn't do anything else, Ye Huanyan gradually relaxed. Silence filled the air. She asked hesitantly, "Did you drink too much?"
"Yeah." He hummed softly in her ear.
Ye Huanyan frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Why did you drink? Who did you drink with?"
She remembered that there was no drinking party today. It was his day off.
As if he didn't hear her, he muttered, "You're leaving, Yan Yan. You're leaving, aren't you? You still have him in your heart. I'll let you go. "
When she heard this, the fire in Ye Huanyan's heart surged. Finally, she impatiently struggled out of his embrace. She turned around and put her hands on his shoulders. She growled, "Who else do I have in my heart? Are you done? You're always suspecting this and that. Do you have persecutory delusions? "
He stood in front of Ye Huanyan at 1.85 meters tall. He was a head taller than her, but he didn't have any aura. His eyes were full of pain and his voice was choked with sobs. "Yan Yan, you hate me, don't you?"
In the dark, Ye Huanyan couldn't see his expression clearly. She only felt that she had never seen him so down and down. Her heart tightened.
She pursed her lips and couldn't be bothered to explain anything to a drunkard. "You should rest if you're drunk. You can't go home like this. Just make do with the sofa for the night. I'll get you a blanket."
"I agree to the divorce."
A deep voice came from behind, making Ye Huanyan feel as if she was in a dream. She turned around to look at him in a daze and said coldly, "What did you say?"
His eyes were full of fatigue, and he took a deep breath. His voice was not loud, but it echoed in the empty and cold office. "If you still have Su Nianhua in your heart, I'll let you go and fulfill your wish. Don't hate me."
Hearing this, Ye Huanyan was furious. She pushed him hard and said angrily, "Okay, divorce. Divorce me tomorrow morning. Divorce me as soon as possible so that you can stay with Sheng Anran as soon as possible."
Ling Han was already drunk and his steps were unsteady. After being pushed by Ye Huanyan, he was even more flustered. He staggered and fell straight to the floor. Ye Huanyan exclaimed and subconsciously grabbed his hand, but she didn't expect that she couldn't hold his weight. Both of them fell to the carpet.
When they fell to the ground, Ling Han groaned and asked anxiously, "Yan Yan, are you okay? Where are you hurt? "
In the dark, Ye Huanyan was in his arms. Her whole body was lying on his chest. When she heard his urgent question, her heart trembled. She looked up at him, her dark eyes shining brightly in the dark.
She didn't even think about it. She held his shoulder and kissed him on the lips.
What could she do to make him understand that he was the only one in her heart? Even if he hurt her all over and made her want to die, he was still the only one in her heart.
The sudden kiss made Ling Han's expression turn sluggish. The softness that came from his lips made his mind go blank. After flipping over, he was intoxicated, and for a moment, he could not tell whether this was a dream or reality.
In a dreamlike state, the woman's graceful body was lying on the ground. His slightly cold hands reached into her shirt, causing her to shiver. Her skirt was tied around her waist, revealing the beautiful scenery of her lower body. His thin and slender hands pulled off her black stockings from her round breasts, all the way to her ankles.
Through a thin layer of lace underwear, she could feel his hot friction.
Ye Huanyan widened her eyes and clenched her teeth. She still couldn't help but let out a moan of ecstasy.
Ling Han's eyes brightened. He tore off all the restraints and lifted her soft waist.
Between a pair of white and soft thighs, there was an iron-like heat cruelly interspersed.
The man's heavy groan, the woman's coquettish moan, the sound of the man and woman's bodies intertwining, and the sound of clothes rubbing against each other as they rolled on the carpet. It was like a symphony of lust, getting stronger and faster.
For the whole night, they greedily demanded each other's body.
Outside the large floor-to-ceiling glass window in the office, the lights of Lanjiang City could be seen. Inside the window, the fog was naturally rising temperature. In the dim light, the two people who were rolling on the ground madly made love. They crazily enjoyed this passionate night, using their hot bodies to vent the desire in each other's hearts.
The night was waning, dawn was coming, and the East showed a touch of white. When Ling Han woke up from the black leather sofa, he was covered with a thin beige woolen blanket. The room was clean and tidy. Except for his naked body, there was no trace of last night's passion in the entire office.
He had a splitting headache and sat on the sofa in a daze. A wet dream?
This wet dream was a little too realistic.
With a hangover, Ling Han took a shower in the office before coming out. Wrapped in a large gray bathrobe, he stepped barefoot on the carpet. Just as he was tying the belt, he suddenly felt that the soles of his feet were a little sticky. He was stunned and lowered his head to look at his feet.
Near the door, there was a stain on the brown plush carpet that couldn't be seen if he didn't look carefully. This stain made a small piece of the carpet stick together.
He squatted down and touched it, smelling a faint coffee aroma on his fingertips.
Last night …
The coffee cup fell to the ground, the groan when he fell, the pain from his waist, and the sound of clothes rubbing against each other flashed through his mind.
This wasn't a dream?
That lingering kiss that she took the initiative to do was real?
For a moment, he was wild with joy. He couldn't wait to cut this stain off and keep it forever.
Ji Xiaoyue's bedside alarm rang twice. Sleepily, she sat up and saw a sneaky figure in the living room. She rubbed her eyes and said in a daze, "Yan Yan, don't tell me you worked overtime last night and only came back now."
Ye Huanyan's back stiffened, and she turned her head guiltily. "Yes, it was too late to work overtime. I just came back …"
"Ling Han is really crazy …"
Ye Huanyan was completely guilty and timid. When she heard Ling Han's name suddenly, she retorted, "What does me working overtime have to do with him? It's not like I worked overtime with him. "
Ji Xiaoyue looked at her strangely. "Isn't he your boss? Isn't it because he made you work overtime? "
"…" Ye Huanyan looked embarrassed.
"Hey, why do you look so pale? Why are you sweating so much?"
Ye Huanyan hurriedly avoided her gaze and stuttered, "I … I'm fine. Go wash up. I'll go to work after I change."
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