Helian Xiao has his jaw clenched tight and there was a faint stubble over it. When her soft lips touched it, it was slightly hard and prickly.
Shocked, An Feng reeled back and moved back a few steps. Some water spilled accidentally from the cup in her hand
Straight onto his shirt.
An Feng’s mind caught up with what had happened and she put down the cup hurriedly, taking out her handkerchief and wiping the man’s wet shirt.
“I’m sorry, I was thinking about something just now.”
After a few wipes, her wrist was suddenly grabbed and the man’s low and husky voice sounded from the top of her head. “Stop wiping, it tickles.”
The area that was wet happened to be the sensitive part of the man’s chest.
Swallowing, An Feng glanced at his chest. The wet shirt clung to his chest and she could vaguely see the firm and hard outline.
An Feng looked away quickly and raised her head to look at his face. The man’s gaze was deep and there was a faint smile on his lips. When she saw his gaze, An Feng felt more than a little panicked.
“My throat was feeling slightly uncomfortable, so I can’t drink tea,” he explained the reason he came to the kitchen.
An Feng nodded and raised her hand, wanting to get a cup from the cabinet.
The man walked over and stood behind her. “Let me.”
He did not need to stand on tiptoes like her. Being tall, he could open the cabinet directly and took out a cup. With him so close, An Feng held the kitchen counter with both hands, her body stiff as she did not dare to move.
When the man was reaching for the cup, his tall body came close to her, as if half holding her in his arms, giving her an invisible pressure.
After taking the cup, Helian Xiao saw An Feng’s stiff and unnatural position and he lifted his lips, finding it slightly amusing.
Every reaction of hers was like an inexperienced young girl. It was a strange feeling. He had seen many kinds of women, but seldom did women react like that at her age.
After Helian Xiao took the cup, he poured himself a cup of water. He drank a few mouthfuls and then lowered his head to look at An Feng.
As if avoiding his gaze, An Feng lowered her eyes and seemed to be deep in thought. After a while, she noticed that he was looking at her and she raised her eyes, meeting his.
His eyes were dark and filled with an unimaginable depth she could not understand. Neither of them spoke and there seemed to be a strange feeling spreading around the air.
An Feng held tightly to the kitchen counter and said after taking a deep breath, “Mr Helian, the other time you came, I saw a faint mark on your right wrist. Was it a bite mark by a person?”
Helian Xiao did not expect An Feng to suddenly ask something like this. He pulled out his right hand from his pants pocket, a faint smile on his lips. “Why are you interested in the wounds on my body?”
Brushing away the strands of hair on her face, An Feng tried to be casual and said, “Can I have a look at it?”
“Sure, why not? Come here.”
An Feng came up to him, but his sleeve covered his mark and she could not see it. “Can you roll up your sleeve?”
Helian Xiao stooped down, his manly and well-defined face came close to her, his hot breath, with a faint smell of tobacco, filled her nose. “Roll it up yourself if you want to see it.”
An Feng lowered her eyes slightly and could see the man’s Adam apple and his lips that were too close.
Holding her breath, An Feng pulled a little distance between them before rolling up the man’s sleeve. But she had just rolled it up and had not seen clearly the mark on his wrist, when he put his hand down.
If she wanted to see, she had to bend down or hold his hand up.
What was he doing? An Feng was annoyed. “Can’t you raise your hand?”
“My hand is sore.”
How could it be sore when he had just lifted it for a mere second?
An Feng furrowed her eyebrows and she did not care that much anymore, in order to see the mark on his wrist carefully. She held his arm and hand up and was about to lift it up when she felt a grip on her waist.
Then, she was pressed against the kitchen counter.
Huh? An Feng raised her head and looked at him, puzzled.
The man released his grip on her waist and his hot finger brushed the strands of hair on her cheek behind her ear. When his fingertips touched her skin, it was like an electric current had passed by, making her scalp tingle.
An Feng did not understand and was about to ask him what he was doing when he lowered his head and kissed her.
A cold shiver went down her spine. Her brain seemed to have been hit hard and turned blank.
Faced with the sudden kiss, her reaction was like the other time. Her head was buzzing and her heart seemed to be jumping out of her mouth.
Her nose was filled with the man’s unique smell, the faint smell of tobacco, aftershave, and an indescribable masculinity.
With her back forced against the kitchen counter, she was held down and her eyelashes were fluttering violently. Different from that previous kiss, he was gentler this time, but there was also an irresistible strength mixed together, making it difficult to withstand.
His masculine breath was strong, as if he wanted to immerse himself into her body through the exchange of saliva.
An Feng could not respond and her mind was confused. The man’s stubble rubbed on her skin and was prickly. His heavy breath surrounded her ears, making her unable to swallow her saliva.
When she finally reacted, she was flustered and confused. Stretching out her hands, she pushed hard at the man in front of her.
The man did not move but left her lips, his heavy breath landed on her face and he said with some restraint, “Madam An, are you sure you’re not seducing me on purpose?”
The man’s voice was low and hoarse, and under the stimulation of hormones, it was becoming more deep and magnetic.
Pursing her lips into a tight line, An Feng tasted his breath in her mouth. The strength of her body seemed to be draining away and the hands holding onto the kitchen counter tightened its grip. “I…” She saw the cup he had drunk out of the corner of her eyes. If she wanted to confirm if he was the person from back then, she could take the cup to do a DNA test…
Realizing that her action of wanting to see his wrist was too sudden and gave him a wrong idea, An Feng said nothing more.
Helian Xiao saw that An Feng had lowered her head and stopped talking. He stepped forward, one hand holding the back of her neck, the other by the side of her body and drew her closer to him. The moment An Feng raised her head to look at him, he lowered his head again and kissed the corner of her lips.
“Do you feel it?” His voice was so hoarse it made her anxious. He was very close to her and she could feel the… change in his body.
He took her hand and moved it down…
Her heart jumped into her throat again and her wrist struggled violently.
Feeling her rejection, he did not force her and the hand holding hers loosened slightly, but he did not let go of her completely.
Looking at her red face, he said, “Let’s go to a hotel… tonight?”
A chill ran up An Feng’s spine and she glared angrily at Helian Xiao.
She knew that a successful person like him would have many beautiful young women throwing themselves at him with a curl of his finger.
But what was he treating her as?
They had just met twice and he asked her to go to a hotel?
Helian Xiao saw that silver threads of saliva were by the corner of her lips and he wanted to wipe it away for her, but she waved his hand away. “Don’t touch me!”
Seeing the change in her attitude, Helian Xiao frowned and narrowed his eyes. “It’s not interesting anymore if you keep playing hard to get.”
As soon as his voice fell, An Feng threw water from the glass at him. “I’ve seen narcissistic people, but never one as narcissistic as you! I don’t deny your charm, but it doesn’t mean that I want to have a one night stand with you!”
