In an ordinary chain hotel in the capital.
Qi Xiaoran, whom Gu Qingjiu was thinking of, was there at that same moment.
With her upper body naked, she was lying sprawled on the white bedsheets.
Although her skin was a bit more tanned, it was still lustrous and exuded a wild beauty.
With her eyes closed, she appeared alluring as her figure sunk deeply into the large, white bed.
Her lower body was merely covered with a thin blanket, and it exuded a mysterious and hazy aesthetic.
She seemed to be asleep, for she hadn’t moved an inch for half a day.
The bathroom door behind was pulled open, and Qi Yefan came out with a bath towel draped over him.
His gorgeous face was distinct one moment and indistinct the next amid the fog, giving off a devilish charm that made one lightheaded.
He had a tall and well-built figure, as well as perfect eight-pack abs. His V-cut abs could be seen plunging into that bath towel wrapped around him.
The water droplets glistening on his body rolled into the bath towel along the V-line, making him look sexy and amorous.
It made one fantasize endlessly.
Staring at the figure on the bed, a passionate feeling surfaced from the depths of his eyes.
“Ranran.”
His voice was deep and seductive, making the person on the bed move slightly.
Qi Xiaoran opened her eyes and with a shaky voice, shouted, “Brother.”
Qi Yefan walked over and reached his hand into the thin blanket. He said in a deep and raspy voice, “At times like this, I prefer you to call me Yefan.”
“Brother…”
Qi Xiaoran’s body quivered under the blanket. With a muffled voice, she continued calling him Brother.
She buried her head into his arms, as though she didn’t wish to face him.
Qi Yefan’s gaze turned dark, and his usually dark and depressed eyes exuded a dangerous excitement.
“Up to you. Just call me whatever you please.”
“Brother, the higher-ups found out about me and you. They asked me to watch out, and not to come out so frequently, else it’ll attract the attention of other influences.”
Qi Xiaoran’s voice came from under his arms, carrying an unknown fog with it.
As Qi Yefan listened, a hint of crazed look flashed across his eyes, and following that, a killing intent arose out of nowhere.
“You know I don’t like to hear these words.”
He pulled open the blanket and pinned himself over her. “Such days won’t go on for too long. Just bear with it for now.”
“I’m not bearing with it…”
Qi Xiaoran lifted her head, her face wearing an abnormal paleness, and Qi Yefan’s gaze was reflected in her eyes.
The usual gloominess and bloodthirst surfaced in that gaze.
“I… I killed someone…”
Her words made the atmosphere in the room tense up.
He could feel she was frightened just from her trembling tone of voice alone.
“Although I know that person is guilty and although I know that I did the right thing, the instant I fired the bullet, I indeed didn’t know what I was doing.”
Only in front of him would she reveal such a panicked expression. “Brother, I feel so scared. I fear that I won’t be able to control myself—that I won’t be able to stop.”
“You’ll be fine.”
A hint of pain flickered across Qi Yefan’s eyes.
His arms weaved under Qi Xiaoran’s armpits and flipped her over, pulling her into his embrace.
Her body instantly turned softer, yet at the same time, it was stiff to the max.
He laid a hand over her smooth back. “You have me. I’ll be here for you.”
Following his gentle words of comfort, the body underneath gradually eased.
Sensing the change in her body, he propped his arms and slowly penetrated her body.
With his eyes closed, his kiss glided past her hair and the corners of her eyes.
“Ranran, don’t be scared. Even if you’re going to hell, I’ll go on your behalf before that happens.”
