Chapter 13: Love

  He Yanye slowly stopped the car and gazed at Lan Ruoxi beside him with deep affection. "Ruoxi, darling, we're home."

  "Okay! I'm going home then. Bye!" She unfastened her seatbelt, waved at him and was about to open the door to get out of the car.

  "Wait," he said, his strong and firm hand tightly grasping her soft and pale one.

  She stopped opening the car door and turned around with a puzzled expression. "Yè, what's wrong?" This man wouldn't be acting out again, would he?

  He Yan Ye wrapped his arms around her waist, slightly bent down, and whispered in her ear, with a tone of reluctance and bitterness. "Ruoxi darling, I have to go abroad for a while, it may be a long time."

  Leaning in his arms, listening to his regular heartbeat. "Really? When are you leaving? I'll see you off."

  "The day after tomorrow, I've already bought the boat ticket." His firm chin rested against her forehead, his hand gently stroking her soft hair.

  "So soon?" He looked up at him with a gaze full of reluctance in his bright eyes.

  She nodded slightly as if she hadn't, muttering: "My darling!" Holding her tightly, I really wanted to hold her like this forever...

  After a long while, he gently let her go, with a reluctant expression, complaining: "Yu'er darling, why is the time we spend together always so short?"

  "Idiot!" She playfully brushed against his high nose. "It's getting late, I'm going home, and I'll come pick you up the day after tomorrow. Goodnight!" She quickly kissed him on the cheek, her face red as she tried to push open the car door, but he caught her back.

  He smiled, revealing his pearly whites, "If you're going to do it, baby, then at least put some effort into it!" He pulled her into his arms and kissed her lips fiercely.

  A fiery male mouth sealed hers, first slowly and gently covering her lips, then almost immediately bursting out with uncontrollable passion.

  His warm tongue tip opened her small mouth with an irresistible force, went deep inside, caught her cinnamon tongue that had no time to escape, and sucked it strongly.

  Her soft lips were fragrant and sweet, like an enticing candy, one bite, and it emitted a nose-tingling sweetness.

  He wrapped one arm around her back and the other grasped the nape of her neck, intensifying the kiss. The heat and passion almost drove her crazy with desire. It was a long time before he finally released her.

  "Baby, a kiss should be like this!" He said with a sly smile, his voice still low and suppressed.

  "Scoundrel!" Lan Ruo Xue's cheeks flushed red as she pushed him away and rushed down from the carriage.

  "Hahaha......" Watching her quickly fleeing figure, He Yanye burst out laughing loudly.

  Lan Ruoxi rushed into her room with a red face, closed the door and breathed softly, with a happy smile on her face. Fortunately, her parents were not at home, otherwise they would have nagged her endlessly for coming back so late.

  She looked up to see Lan Hanyun sitting on the chair and was startled. "Brother! How did you end up in my room?" They didn't usually interact much, and she really couldn't understand why he would suddenly appear in her room.

  He walked step by step closer to her, his hair slightly disheveled, with a few strands still slightly raised, greatly at odds with the usual serious and tidy image. His handsome face looked somewhat haggard, this was the first time she saw him so unguarded.

  "What are you going to do?" Leaning against the door, looking at Lan Yun who was slowly approaching her.

  He came before her, looking at her slightly swollen lips, a flash of anger in his eyes. "Why are you back so late?"

  "This seems to have nothing to do with you, right?" She paused slightly, looking him up and down. In her impression, this brother had always been calm and silent, meticulous in every way.

  "Who are you? Why am I so deeply trapped in your powerlessness..." Seeing the regret and confusion in her eyes.

  "What's wrong with you?" Her face sank, and her willow eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

  "Don't call me brother. I don't want to be your brother, why do you have to be my sister? If you weren't my sister, I wouldn't have to watch as you're taken away from me." He wailed in anguish, clutching his head.

  Lan Ru looked at him in shock, her face filled with incredulity.

  "Ah! I love you!" He suddenly grasped her hands tightly, his dark eyes filled with pain and struggle.

  Lan Ru was shocked and completely at a loss. She stared blankly at him, she had never known that this so-called brother would have such deep feelings for her.

  Looking at her beautiful and lively, clear and transparent, shining eyes. Lan Huan Yun like a demon generally lowered his head to kiss her soft and tempting lips.

  What is he doing? He's her brother! How can he kiss her? She struggled to push him away, but was tightly held by him.

  His kiss swept across her lips like a raging wind, forcibly prying open her tightly closed mouth, wrapping his tongue around her small one, teasing her relentlessly, and brazenly invading every corner of her oral cavity.

  His kiss carried a faint scent of wine and mint, he kissed more deeply and passionately, as if he wanted to press her entire body into his arms... She was his!

  Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the tip of her tongue. Lan Huan Yun groaned and let go of her. Before she could even lift her head, she was slapped on the cheek. The crisp sound of the slap echoed in the room, sounding especially loud.

  "Get out!" Lan Ruo Xue panted, her face pale as she glared at him. Her hands trembled and her knees felt weak, if not for her desperate attempt to appear strong, she might have collapsed on the spot. Her lips were swollen from his kiss, like a flower bud blooming in the evening sun, with a tender and shy redness.

  Like a bucket of ice water pouring down, blue and hazy clouds like waking up from a dream, with painful eyes full of regret... What is he doing? Seeing her icy gaze, he had hurt her.

  He tightly grasped her hand, looked at her with a guilty conscience and said in a low voice: "Sorry!" He turned around, opened the door and left.

  Looking at his slightly trembling figure, she closed the door and slowly slid to the ground. What was wrong with her? If it wasn't for the night flashing in her mind, she would have almost been infatuated with his kiss. Was she really a woman who couldn't resist temptation?