Chapter 985: Going to the Hotel at Night?

His jaw was very hard, with a light stubble on it, and when his soft lips touched, it was a bit hard (Shi Geng) and piercing.

An Feng was startled.

The cup in my hand accidentally spilled some water.

Fell onto his shirt.

An Feng reacted and quickly put down the water glass. She took out a handkerchief and wiped the man's wet shirt.

"Sorry, I was just thinking about something."

After wiping it for a few times, the wrist was suddenly held, and the man's low voice sounded above his head, "Stop wiping it, it's a bit itchy."

The place where the water soaked happened to be a sensitive part of the man's chest.

An Feng glanced at his chest. The shirt had passed through the water and clung to the texture. He could vaguely see the strong and hard outline inside.

An Feng quickly looked away and looked up at his face. The man's eyes were dark and deep, and there was a faint smile on his lips.

That look in his eyes made An Feng feel a little flustered.

"My throat is a bit uncomfortable and I can't drink tea." He explained why he came to the kitchen.

An Feng nodded and reached out to get the cup from the cupboard.

The man came over and stood behind her, "I'll get it."

He didn't need to stand on tiptoes like her, he was tall and opened the cupboard door directly and took out a cup from inside.

An Feng held the sink with both hands and remained frozen.

When the man reached for the cup, his tall figure enveloped her, as if he was half-hugging her in his arms, which invisibly put pressure on her.

After He Lianxiao took the cup and saw An Feng's stiff and uncomfortable look, he raised his thin lips, which was a little funny.

Her various reactions were like that of an unexperienced little girl.

This feeling is very strange. He has seen many types of women, but at her age, it is rare for her to react like this again.

He Lianxiao took the cup and poured a glass of water.

He took a few sips and then lowered his head to look at An Feng.

An Feng lowered her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking. After a while, she found that he was looking at her. She raised her eyes and looked at him.

His eyes were dark and deep, containing some deep meaning that she couldn't understand.

Neither of them spoke, and there seemed to be a subtle emotion fermenting in the air.

An Feng held the sink tightly with both hands. She took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Helian, last time you came here, I saw a faint mark on your right wrist. Was it a bite?"

He Lianxiao didn't expect An Feng to ask this suddenly. He took out his right hand from his trouser pocket and smiled faintly on his thin lips, "Why are you interested in my injuries?"

An Feng brushed her hair around her face and pretended to be calm, "Can you let me take a look?"

"Why not, come here."

An Feng walked up to him, but her sleeves covered the mark and she couldn't see it. She said, "Can you roll up your sleeves?"

He Lianxiao leaned forward, his deep and masculine face close to An Feng, and the warm breath with a faint smell of tobacco sprayed down, "I want to see myself rolled up."

An Feng lowered his eyes slightly and could see the man's Adam's apple and his lips close at hand.

An Feng held her breath, pulled away a little, and then rolled up the man's sleeves.

But just after rolling it up, he put his hand down before she could see the mark on his wrist clearly.

If she wanted to see, she had to squat down or hold his hand.

An Feng was a little annoyed, "Can't you raise your hand?"

"My hands are sore."

How long have you been lifting it before your hands get sore?

An Feng frowned. In order to take a closer look at the mark on his wrist, she didn't care so much. She held his warm and dry big hand and was about to lift it up when her waist suddenly tightened.

Immediately afterwards, she was pushed onto the countertop.

An Feng raised his head and looked at him in confusion.

The man let go of her waist, and used his warm fingertips to tuck the hair on her cheek behind her ears. The skin where his fingertips touched felt like an electric current running through her, making her scalp tingle.

An Feng didn't know why, and was about to ask him what he was doing, but then he lowered his head and kissed her.

An Feng was shocked all over.

My mind felt like it had been hit hard with a stick, and it went blank.

Faced with this sudden kiss, her reaction was just like last time, her mind was buzzing and her heart seemed to jump into her throat.

The breath is filled with the unique smell of men, a faint smell of tobacco, aftershave, and an indescribable masculine smell.

Her back was forced against the countertop, and her eyelashes fluttered fiercely. Different from the last kiss, this time he was obviously much gentler, but also had an irresistible strength. The mixture together made it difficult to resist.

The manly scent between his lips and teeth was very strong, as if it was melting into her body through the entanglement of saliva.

An Feng was a little unable to react and couldn't figure out what was going on. The stubble on the man's chin was rubbing her skin, which was a bit irritating. His heavy breath lingered around her ears, making it impossible for her to swallow her saliva.

When she reacted, she felt panicked and confused. She stretched out her hands and pushed the man in front of her hard.

The man did not move, but he also left her lips. His heavy breath blew on her face, and a restrained voice sounded, "Ms. An, are you sure you are not deliberately trying to seduce me?"

The man's voice seemed dark and hoarse, and under the stimulation of hormones, it became less and less magnetic.

An Feng pursed her lips, and her mouth was filled with the breath he left just now. The strength in her body seemed to be draining away, and her hands holding the sink increased their strength. "I..." glanced at him from the corner of her eye and drank. If she wants to make sure that the person was him, she can also use the water glass for identification...

Realizing that her previous move to look at his wrist was indeed too abrupt and gave him a wrong signal, An Feng said nothing more.

When He Lianxiao saw An Feng lowered her head and stopped talking, he took a step forward, clasped the back of her neck with one hand, and supported her side with the other, pulling her closer to him. The moment An Feng raised her head, he lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth.

"Do you feel it?" His voice was so hoarse that she panicked.

He was very close to her, and she naturally felt the changes in his body.

He grabbed her hand and moved down...

Her heart jumped into her throat again, and her wrists struggled violently.

Feeling her rejection, he didn't force him. He loosened his grip on her wrist a little, but he didn't completely let go of her.

Seeing her flushed face, he said in a low voice, "Go to...the hotel tonight?"

A chill ran down An Feng's spine. She raised her eyes and stared at He Lianxiao coldly.

She knew that for a successful man like him, a lot of young and beautiful women would pounce on him with just a flick of his finger.

But what did he take her for?

We just met twice and asked her to go to the hotel?

He Lianxiao saw a hair stuck to the corner of her mouth and wanted to remove it for her, but she swung it away forcefully, "Don't touch me!"

Seeing the change in her attitude, He Lianxiao frowned slightly and half-squinted his deep eyes, "I've been playing hard to get for a long time, it's not interesting."

As soon as he finished speaking, An Feng poured a glass of water on her, "I've seen narcissistic people, but I've never seen someone as narcissistic as you! I don't deny that you are charming, but it doesn't mean that I want to spend the night with you."

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