Chapter 829 Enlightened Wood 2
Perhaps, neither of them knew how they ended up embracing each other all the way to the bedside, just as He Zhilan herself didn’t realize when she lost her mind, drifting in He Teng’s embrace, basking in his warmth.
Underneath her coat, there was only a cotton slip dress, one strap of which had already slid off her shoulder and the hem had long been wrapped around her waist, revealing pink panties.
He Teng’s kisses moved from her lips upwards, kissing away the tears she had just shed, gently landing on her eyelids with a hint of pity.
"It tickles~" He Zhilan murmured softly, pushing the person on her body, but the next second, her hand was tightly grasped by him, unable to move. His kisses then traveled down, back to her lips, behind her ear, and lingered on her fair neck.
"He Zhilan, if you regret this, there’s still a chance."
Suddenly, He Teng stopped, gasping heavily while looking at the blushing woman beneath him, unable to distinguish whether her red cheeks were because of being similarly emotionally turbulent as him or just from drinking a couple of glasses of wine.
"Chance?" He Zhilan, with her hands around He Teng’s waist, didn’t move them, and she countered, "Is there still a chance to marry Fang Ran?"
He Teng, seeing He Zhilan’s stubborn expression, gritted his teeth and replied, "You have no chance anymore!"
Then he pressed his entire body onto hers, his hands also landing on her shoulders.