Chapter 609 - 588: How can this be!
When the warmth of her lips pressed against his, a jolt shot through Qin Fan. At that moment, driven by primal instinct, hormones surged in both him and Jiang Yino. The rush of adrenaline threw their breathing into chaos.
Yino’s getting carried away!
It was pure passion, having nothing to do with modesty or licentiousness. This was human instinct, a carnal instinct. The soft moans Jiang Yino had been suppressing for so long could no longer be contained, trembling from her throat.
How could I be like this! How could I be like this! How could I be like this!
Those words echoed relentlessly in her mind, questioning herself. But in the end, reason lost to impulse. Even as her conscious mind berated her, her soft moans of pleasure grew more frequent, and their entwined tongues were reluctant to part.
Qin Fan, too, lost his composure in the charged atmosphere, surrendering completely to the fiery excitement. His restless hands began to wander downward. As his hand moved across her flat stomach, Jiang Yino’s delicate body shuddered.
"Don’t!"
She reflexively shoved Qin Fan off her. Jiang Yino scrambled to the side, her body drenched in a fragrant sweat. The passion on her flushed face was abruptly replaced by panic. She couldn’t bring herself to look at Qin Fan. Panicked, she rolled out of bed and, on trembling, weak legs, rushed into the suite’s bathroom.
WHOOSH!
The shower curtain was pulled shut, blocking everything from view.
Sprawled on the soft, comfortable mattress, the rebuffed Qin Fan was completely bewildered. As his gaze turned to the bathroom, he couldn’t help but curse, "Fuck!"
Hearing the sound of splashing water, Qin Fan sighed and shook his head with a helpless, bitter smile.
Yino is still Yino, after all. How similar this is to that night in my past life. The only difference is the setting. Back then, it was an eighty-eight-yuan-a-night motel. This time, it’s a presidential suite worth thousands. That night in my past life, I didn’t succeed, and it delayed us from becoming truly intimate for over three months. What about this life? Will we be able to consummate things? Judging by the looks of it... that seems unlikely.
He pulled his gaze away and looked at the LCD clock built into the wall.
22:27!
An hour and a half until midnight! Bo Family, you’re on a one-and-a-half-hour countdown!
The sight of the time brought Qin Fan back to his senses, and the desire raging within him quickly subsided.
Before I enter that compound, I have to calm Jiang Yino down and get her to sleep. Otherwise, I’ll never be able to slip away.
In the bathroom, standing under the shower, Jiang Yino still couldn’t dispel the flush on her face. Her mind repeatedly replayed the recent scene. The waves of physical sensation seemed to have a Demon Nature, constantly tempting her. Eventually, her thoughts drifted to the image of the tent pressing against her thigh.
"Jiang Yino, how can you think of such things? How can you!" she gritted out, covering her face with her hands.
Shaking her head, Jiang Yino took her hands away from her face and reached for the shower control to lower the temperature. As the cold water hit her, her delicate body involuntarily shivered. At the same time, the sordid images in her mind finally vanished.
She let out a long breath, expelling the last of her frantic arousal. After cleaning herself up, Jiang Yino wrapped herself in a bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom, biting her lip. The flush on her face had cooled, replaced by a complex and embarrassed expression. She had no idea how to face Qin Fan.