This time, the kiss was deeper and much more impatient.
Qiao Anhao inhaled, taking in Lu Jinnian's distinctive scent.
Her mind started buzzing and an unidentifiable stream of pa.s.sion rushed through the tip of his tongue to the tenderness in her chest.
Gradually, Qiao Anhao forgot the paparazzi hiding in the corner, returning his kiss instinctively.
Her minute actions seemed to further excite him, and he pressed his entire body onto her, using all his strength to kiss her, seemingly trying to suck her soul out, leaving her breathless.
The kiss lasted for a very very long time...
When Qiao Anhao thought that she was about to suffocate, his lips gently left hers. She continued to keep her eyes shut as she felt as though her heart was about to jump out of her chest and her breathing was about to stop.
Lu Jinnian lowered his head lightly, staring at her with a blazing gaze; it was as if he wanted to finish her off the next moment. His breath was unstable. Slowly, he reached out to caress her messy hair, tugging a strand behind her ear as he spoke softly. "I wanted to kiss you like that the moment I saw you."
Even though the content was sensual, he had used a nonchalant tone, tainting the words a unique taste. Qiao Anhao's long lashes fluttered, and realizing that she was feeling uncomfortable from holding her breath for too long, she anxiously inhaled. Lu Jinnian continued to stare at her with a deep gaze. Instinctively, she darted her eyes elsewhere, not daring to meet his gaze.
They were pressed together tightly, and Qiao Anhao could feel Lu Jinnian's arousal. Her face flushed a deep shade of red and she hurriedly buried her face in his chest before complaining softly. "You're so hateful~"
She had unknowingly lengthened the last word, tugging at Lu Jinnian's heart. He let out a murmur, his breath on her face turning fiery as he tightened his embrace.
After a long while, he took a long steadying breath and pulled Qiao Anhao upwards, straightening her before tidying her messy clothes and hair. Taking a step back, he placed some distance between the both of them.
Qiao Anhao's face was flushed when she lifted her eyes to carefully glance at Lu Jinnian who was smoothing out his s.h.i.+rt elegantly. "Let's go."
Grabbing onto her tiny hand, he led them back to the shop.
Lu Jinnian's a.s.sistant and Zhao Meng were both seated on the sofa drinking coffee while the shop a.s.sistant stood at the side with a smile on her face.
Lu Jinnian's a.s.sistant was the first person to notice their entrance. He quickly stood up and asked, "Mr Lu, are you still returning the bags?"
Qiao Anhao had wanted to say "Return it", but before she could voice anything, Lu Jinnian had already spoken. "No."
Just calling his name was enough for Lu Jinnian to understand her intentions. Leisurely, he interrupted her, "Didn't you want to hurry back home? Returning the bags would take too much time, we'll just leave it."
He just didn't want to return the gifts that he gave her... was there a need to come up with such a ridiculous reason.