1988. Chapter 1988 The night is tender like water [1]
The night wind blows gently and the drizzle falls.
As shown below, S city is extremely hot, and the drizzle tonight did not wash away the heat. Instead, it made the air boil, making it hot, humid, and stuffy.
Bo Jinghan turned on the air conditioner, closed the balcony window, and just sat on the small wicker chair on the balcony.
Looking out the window from a distance, I don't know what I am thinking.
"Drink a glass of milk and you will sleep better at night."
After taking a shower, Lu Yan came over with a cup of steaming milk.
But the first thing that reached his nose was not the fragrance of milk, but the fragrance of Davidoff that was lingering around him.
Crisp, clean, and lingering.
"Thanks."
After Bo Jinghan came back to his senses, he took the cup with some embarrassment, then hurriedly lowered his head and drank the milk.
However, she always felt that Lu Yan's gaze, which was particularly bright, was shining on the top of her head. Unconsciously, she stopped swallowing, raised her head and looked in the direction of the feeling, and she met Lu Yan's gaze.
A positive one.
His indifferent smile contained a hint of endearment, which made Bao Jinghan slightly dazzled.
At this time, Lu Yan stretched out his hand, as gently as if he was wiping a piece of porcelain, swept her lips with his warm fingertips, and rubbed a circle on her lips.
"Look at you, you still look like a child. You can't even make a mouthful of it, like a white beard!"
Male lust, male lust!
Miss Bo's little heart was running at a fast pace, her adrenaline rising straight up. But when she saw the milky white on Lu Yan's fingertips and listened to his words, her heart that was beating wildly just a second ago suddenly became...
Stuck...
"Jingjing uses a milk bottle. Give me one and I promise I won't say anything about it." Bo Jinghan said harshly after giving him a sideways glance.
As soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it.
Why did you fall into his trap?
There is no one to compare with, except a four-year-old baby!
Shaking his head in amusement, Bo Jinghan took out a tissue, touched it to his mouth, and raised his head again: "Is there any more?"
"Yes, here."
Lu Yan pointed at his lips, stretched out his tongue as a gesture, and used the tip of his tongue to outline the peak of his lower lip.
Bo Jinghan was able to maintain her composure this time and was not stunned by this male. She followed the direction indicated by Lu Yan, wiped it, and subconsciously licked it as well.
"Is it gone?"
"No, there is more. Let me help you!"
Taking out the tissue in her hand, Lu Yan held the wicker chair behind her to the side with one hand, held the tissue in his other hand and moved it towards her lips, but he bent down, closing the distance between the two of them, getting closer and closer.
A kiss with a milky scent is more intoxicating than alcohol.
Lu Yanle savored it wantonly.
Bo Jinghan was startled at first, and then he seemed to understand something and kissed him back. But her kiss back was not as relaxed as usual. From her slightly tense back, Lu Yan could feel her nervousness.
What is she nervous about?
His lips moved away from hers and rested lightly on her cheek.
After a brief taste, Lu Yan breathed softly, still maintaining the same posture as before, touching her forehead.
His eyes suddenly hit her dark and unclear eyes, and he looked away in an instant. His kiss followed her upwards and landed on her subconsciously closed eyes.
The warm lips dropped lightly and relaxed.
Lu Yan's deep and mellow voice floated in her ears: "You have something on your mind... Hanhan, I heard that you went to see Ye Tengda today, eh?"
