Bai Yiran only felt the world spinning around her, the familiar scent of a man enveloping her entirely in an instant.
Leng Yichen hugged Bai Yiran as he entered the room, then slammed the door shut, leaving the branch manager outside. The man blinked and quickly realized he might not be welcome, so he swiftly left the hotel.
He pinned her against the wall, and a suffocating kiss filled with longing attacked Bai Yiran until she couldn't breathe normally. Only then did the man reluctantly leave her lips.
His forehead rested against hers, his nose touching her nose. They both felt each other's breath, each other's warmth.
"Leng Yichen…" Bai Yiran looked up and was met with Leng Yichen's eyes, charming and deep as the stars.
He had lost weight, enough to make one's heart ache. His cheeks were somewhat hollow, making his already distinct facial features seem even sharper. Bai Yiran reached out to touch his face, feeling the rough stubble on his skin.
