The Outcast Heiress’s Secret Identities
Chapter 365 - Chapter 365 0365 sweet

Chapter 365: 0365 sweet Chapter 365: 0365 sweet The man was nowhere to be found and was not in the room; Su Ran sat on the sofa beside her, wiping her hair.

Fu Qiyuan opened the door to the room, and his dark gaze immediately fell upon the person on the sofa.

Her perfectly straight, slender legs shone dazzlingly white under the light.

Her skin was fair and delicate as if surrounded by a halo; she had her legs slightly to the side, tightly pressed together, irresistibly drawing the eye.

Drawing closer, that familiar scent suddenly enveloped him.

The smell on her was his.

Yet it also carried a unique crisp fragrance belonging to her, the two scents intertwining, ambiguous and lingering.

When it floated into his nostrils, his pupils shrank slightly, and his dark eyes flowed like the entire Milky Way.

He closed the room door, placing the tray in his hand on the coffee table opposite the sofa.

A bowl of steaming Sobering Soup appeared before Su Ran’s eyes; as she just looked up, the man took the towel from her hands and started drying her hair for her.

“Drink the Sobering Soup first.”

Su Ran blinked, “What about yours?”

Fu Qiyuan’s movements did not stop, “You drink first, there’s more in the kitchen.”

Su Ran nodded, took a sip from the bowl, and found the sweet and sour taste not too hard to accept.

“Is it good?”

Fu Qiyuan’s deep, mellow voice sounded above her head.

Su Ran nodded, her eyes sparkling like thousands of stars.

“Sweet.”

Fu Qiyuan’s deep eyes rested on her glossy lips, the color in them growing steadily darker.

“Hmm.”

After drying her hair, he tossed the towel on the back of the sofa and sat down beside her.

Su Ran handed him the half-finished bowl of Sobering Soup.

“It’s still hot, drink it while it’s warm.”

Fu Qiyuan took the Sobering Soup from her hand but did not even glance at it before placing it back on the coffee table.

Su Ran raised an eyebrow; his hand resting on the sofa suddenly clutched her head and pulled her forward, leaning down and pressing his lips against hers.

The bright red of her lips was as always smooth and supple, and their warm touch made them both shiver uncontrollably.

Perhaps it was the hazy night sky, or perhaps it was that their hearts were closer this night, but Fu Qiyuan felt an unprecedented pounding in his chest.

His lips were pressed against hers.

Their nerves were sharply pulled at that moment, a tingling spreading from the soles of their feet to the front of their brains.

When their lips parted, Fu Qiyuan’s forehead rested against hers, his scorching breath showering over her lips, her nose tip, her eyelids.

His voice hoarse and sexy, trembled Su Ran’s heart, causing her to momentarily daze, and she lifted her eyes to look at him.

What met her gaze was the man’s stunning features – cold and proud, with eyes full of unrequited desires, yet resolutely wild and forbidden.

Deadly sexy.

Yet even more lethal was the way he licked his lip’s corner before her eyes, a simple gesture incredibly seductive.

Fu Qiyuan patted her head and stood up.

“Rest in bed first.”

Su Ran blinked and lightly nodded her head.

“Okay.”

Fu Qiyuan curved his lips and turned to go to the bathroom.

When he emerged, Su Ran had indeed gone to bed.

The side of the bed was slightly raised, the curve where she curled up was even visible.

His eyes, as deep as the sea, rested on that small figure that occupied less than a quarter of the bed, a touch of helplessness crossing his face.

Slowly approaching, the imposing aura emanating from him became clearer in the quiet room.

Despite the absence of footsteps, Su Ran could feel him slowly approaching. Her knuckles whitened as she gripped, she even slowed her breathing.

As he arrived beside the bed, Fu Qiyuan grew more helpless. She had wrapped herself tightly in the blankets, leaving not even a sliver of a gap.

Her whole body curled up into a tiny ball on the bed.

This girl, she wasn’t afraid of suffocating herself.

The rustling sound by her ear was the blanket being lifted; immediately after, one side of the bed sank down as the man lay down beside her.

The air was filled with his scent–it was on the blanket, in her hair, on her clothes, even mixed with the refreshing aroma of shower gel. All these scents mingled together, assailing all her senses.

Su Ran’s heart tightened even more. She felt the blanket over her head being tugged, exposing her fuzzy head to the air, and a rush of fresh air hit her face.

But before she could even take a breath, a strong, firm arm draped over her waist and gently exerted force, flipping her entire body into the man’s embrace.

Su Ran’s hands instinctively pressed against Fu Qiyuan’s chest. His neckline was slightly open, and the feeling of skin meeting skin was undeniably honest and intimate.

Robust and well-built, the instant they touched, their body temperatures silently rose.

“Nervous?”

Fu Qiyuan’s deep voice echoed in the quiet room.

Su Ran’s body went rigid in his embrace; when he spoke, his chest vibrated slightly, and her hand that was resting on his chest moved with his breaths.

“…No.”

She replied softly.

With her head buried in his chest, the moment she spoke, her warm breath brushed against the man’s bare skin.

All senses were instantly alert.

“Not nervous? Then you must be scared.”

Fu Qiyuan spoke again, his voice now a husky and sexy whisper.

Su Ran tensed up further, her heartbeat accelerating like the war drums.

“What do I have to be afraid of…?”

She murmured softly, quietly raising her head from his chest, and through the lamplight by the bed, she gazed into his deep, dark eyes.

“Afraid… that I would do something hooligan to you.”

Fu Qiyuan narrowed his eyes at her, his seductive voice resonated as he spoke.

Su Ran blinked and smiled, raising an eyebrow.

“Would you?”

Fu Qiyuan nodded without hesitation, his unfathomable eyes diving into hers as he chuckled softly.

“Yes.”

Su Ran was suddenly choked up.

Wasn’t this the time he should be comforting her by saying he wouldn’t?

This man, always playing out of turn!

“You said you would never force me.”

Fu Qiyuan kissed her forehead, his deep and husky voice grazing her skin.

“But I also said that I wouldn’t rule out getting carried away.”

As the words fell.

Fu Qiyuan turned over, pinning her beneath him.

Su Ran was left dizzy and disoriented; when she opened her eyes again, they were barely inches apart.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, her heartbeat in disarray, disrupting its usual rhythm.

“Do you know how tempting you are to me?”

Su Ran’s heart pounded fiercely, her chest heaving with her rapid breathing. Fu Qiyuan reached out to hook her chin, his cool fingertip grazing her soft lips.

A wave of impulse and the tremors about to burst forth left her mute, only able to shake her head in response to his movement.

Fu Qiyuan looked at her and suddenly laughed slowly and softly, his voice sandy and controlled, resonating once more.

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