His invasion was so intense that Rosiley was unable to resist him at all. She could only grab onto his collar tightly and lift up her head to take on his attacks.
Gradually, his kiss became gentle, but the atmosphere in the room was still charming and alluring.
He was no longer restricted to her lips. He moved down slowly, and his dominant lips and tongue swept past her elegant chin and arrived at her ear.
He pressed his lips against her ear, and his deep, hoarse voice rang out.
“Rosiley, I love you.”
She felt as if her heart had been electrocuted. She felt a tingling numbness, even in her fingertips.
Sachin carried her up by her waist and walked steadily to the big bed in the center of the room.
He laid her down on the bed gently. Her black hair scattered all over the white pillow, making her delicate face look even more alluring.
Feeling aroused, her eyes were sparkling with an enchanting light that caused him to be drunk in her gaze.
Unable to control himself, he pressed her into the soft quilt, and their four lips met again.
It was late at night and their love was on fire.
…
On the other side of the city, the night was still young.
Ying Xiaoxiao was sitting in the corner of a private room drinking alone. Her gaze was fixated onto the TV hanging on the wall.
The TV was playing a European music video. Its color scheme was a little gloomy and depressing, and the female singer was wearing exaggerated smoky make-up. Although it was a fast melody, the female singer’s low, hoarse voice exuded a heaviness that made listeners uncomfortable.
Ying Xiaoxiao frowned. She lifted up her chin and downed the whole glass. Then, she picked up the bottle on the table to pour herself some more.
At this moment, a hand reached out to stop her. She turned her head and looked into a pair of worried eyes.
He was not the person she was thinking about.
Chu Yuan had been paying attention to Ying Xiaoxiao the whole time. She had worn a red dress the first time they met. The color was so vibrant that he could not take his eyes off her.
He had remembered her.
This was the second time they had met. She was not the lively and enthusiastic self she had been at their first encounter. She was drinking alone in the corner, and her calm eyes betrayed a subtle trace of sorrow.
And now, he saw a flash of disappointment in her eyes. The corners of his lips curled. He already knew the answer, but he still asked, “You thought I was Corey?”
Having been exposed, Ying Xiaoxiao gave him a cold look, then turned her head away from him.
Chu Yuan did not care at all. He took the bottle and moved it away from her. Then, he smiled and said to her, “You’ll only become more sorrowful if you drown your sorrows in alcohol.”
Ying Xiaoxiao ignored him.
Chu Yuan was unbothered. He smiled and then looked up at Corey, who was having fun with the rest. A trace of thought flashed across Chu Yuan’s eyes.
After a long time, he turned his gaze back to Ying Xiaoxiao. He asked, “Are you really dating Corey?”
Ying Xiaoxiao frowned. She looked up at him and asked coldly, “What do you mean?”
Chu Yuan smiled and said, “Don’t be angry. I just feel like no boyfriend would leave his girlfriend and go have fun with others.”
Hearing this, Ying Xiaoxiao looked at Corey, who was smiling heartily. Her gaze flickered. “I’m not close to you guys.”
“Not close?” Chu Yuan raised his brows in surprise. “After the last time we met, I think we should be quite close to each other. Besides, you had a good time with us back then.”
“That was last time.”
Last time, Ying Xiaoxiao and Ling Yirou had not been around, so she could play and flirt all out.
But this time…
She pursed her lips and asked, “What about you? Why aren’t you playing with them?”
A meaningful smile spread across his lips. He said gently, “Because I can’t bear to see you being alone.”