Chapter 232: An Invitation from Venus?
Shang Yu stared unwaveringly at Li Qiao, noticing the girl’s eyes glued to him, not questioning the reason he had moved to action but instead concerned about whether he had been hurt.
The man’s Adam’s apple moved uncontrollably, his emotions barely in check as he embraced Li Qiao’s shoulders, his towering physique leaned forward, pressing her against the nearby lamppost.
His kiss was fierce, their silhouettes overlapping under the lamp light, creating an intense and rich atmosphere.
In the distance, Liuyun, Wang Yue, and Luoyu each rolled their throats, looked away, took out their cigarette cases, and lit up, taking a drag of loneliness.
The early summer night was damn hot.
Before long, Shang Yu released Li Qiao, gazing at her swollen lips, his dark eyes burning with heat.
Li Qiao felt a bit oxygen-deprived from the kiss, she caught her breath, her fingers climbing his suit’s lapel, tugging it gently, her tone hoarse, "If you still have the strength to kiss me, it seems you’re not injured."
No wonder Shang Yu seemed a bit different tonight.
He had been drinking, his lips redolent with the strong scent of alcohol.
That kiss just now gave her the illusion that she might be swallowed whole.
At that moment, Shang Yu wiped the corner of his lips with his thumb, pulled Li Qiao deep into his embrace with one arm, and said hoarsely by her ear: "This kind of thing, I can do even when I’m hurt."