Chapter 94: Kissed Until Her Legs Went Weak

The sun had already set, but a trace of orange light remained on the horizon, casting a shadow in the room that added a touch of color to the girl’s hair.

Chu Xinran’s normally black hair now looked orange, complementing her perfect curves, making her appear like a divine maiden.

“Is it done?”

Her soft voice was even more alluring.

Fang Zhou’s hands suddenly became unsteady; the more nervous he got, the harder it was to fasten the clasp.

He felt his face heating up, his vision blurring, black fabric and the girl’s fair skin creating a bewildering contrast.

“Almost done.”

Get it together, Fang Zhou! Stop daydreaming! Damn it, are you a beast?

Fang Zhou tried to steady his hands, focusing on fastening the clasp.

Finally, after a few breaths, he managed to fasten the black straps!

He let out a sigh of relief, gently releasing his hands, and said in a low voice, “Done…”

No sooner had he spoken than Chu Xinran moved her hand, feeling the clasp with a bit of amusement. “You only fastened one; there are four in total.”

Fang Zhou was astonished, asking dumbfounded, “Huh?”

“Let me…” help you again.

Before he could finish, Chu Xinran suddenly turned around.

Her shirt buttons were properly fastened, but her impressive figure made the ordinary shirt look tantalizingly restrained.

“Isn’t it inconvenient like that?”

Chu Xinran laughed, throwing her arms around Fang Zhou’s waist.

With their height difference, Chu Xinran’s head reached Fang Zhou’s nose, making it the perfect couple’s embrace.

“How about this?”

She wrapped her arms around Fang Zhou’s waist, nestling into his chest. Her warm breath sprayed on his collarbone as she spoke.

The atmosphere in the room grew even more ambiguous, like a pile of dry firewood in autumn, ready to ignite with a single spark.

Fang Zhou’s mind went blank the moment Chu Xinran hugged him.

The scent of her shampoo filled his nostrils, pleasant and intoxicating, combined with her dependent posture, a weapon no man could resist.

He had only one thought: She’s so good at teasing.

“Hurry and fasten it for me, Brother Fang Zhou.”

Chu Xinran’s soft, obedient voice transported Fang Zhou back two years.

It was undeniable that Chu Xinran was the most dependent among his many ex-girlfriends.

Unlike the assertive or domineering others, Chu Xinran always waited for Fang Zhou to make decisions and always heeded his opinions and advice.

Even if Fang Zhou accidentally made fish that triggered her allergy, she would still eat it.

This unconditional dependence and trust were fatal temptations in a relationship.

Fang Zhou enjoyed this dependence and trust, feeling smug about his good fortune.

But once this trust collapsed, it would backfire on the trusted one.

“Why don’t you do it yourself?”

Fang Zhou felt the position was dangerous, easily leading to unintended consequences.

Alone in a room with a former lover.

But Chu Xinran shook her head, her soft hair brushing against his neck.

“No, my hands are tired. You help me.”

She nestled lazily in Fang Zhou’s arms, refusing to move.

Fang Zhou blinked, thinking: I need to resolve this quickly.

He decisively reached out again, taking hold of the clasp, recalling his previous actions, and continued fastening her straps.

This time, the new position made it more difficult for his big hands to maneuver, his fingers occasionally brushing her skin, making it hard to breathe.

But it went more smoothly this time, and he quickly fastened the remaining three.

He discreetly let out a breath, releasing his hands, and urged Chu Xinran.

“Done, you can get up now.”

Chu Xinran looked up with a mischievous smile, playfully saying, “Thank you.”

“You’re welco…”

Before Fang Zhou could finish, Chu Xinran suddenly raised her hand, pressing the back of his head, and stood on tiptoe, her rosy lips meeting his.

A soft sensation spread from his lips, like an electric shock, making Fang Zhou’s heart tremble.

A small, nimble thing traced his lip contours, trying to explore deeper.

The artist wanted to use her finest brush to paint the most beautiful scenery in her heart on paper.

She journeyed to the sacred mountain, hoping to see the legendary most beautiful lake, offering her all to the mountain god for a chance to worship.

Fang Zhou’s eyes widened in surprise, not expecting Chu Xinran to kiss him.

He tried to lower his head to avoid it, but Chu Xinran gave him no chance.

One hand gripped his waist, the other pressed the back of his head, intensifying the kiss.

Fang Zhou felt something collapse in his mind with a bang.

The earlier ambiguous atmosphere turned into powerful hands pushing him forward.

A voice in his head screamed, “Take her, how dare she tease you like this!”

“Do you think not acting means you’re incapable?”

Few people can remain rational in such an ambiguous situation, especially when the other party is an ex-girlfriend.

This was someone Fang Zhou once held dear, and he was a young man in his prime, with strong desires.

After two futile struggles, Fang Zhou gave up.

He closed his eyes, then opened them, a flash of light in his gaze, his demeanor instantly changing.

Seeing Chu Xinran’s close-up face and her long eyelashes, he silently placed a hand on her waist, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss.

It took just a moment to reverse roles.

The room was incredibly quiet, so quiet that Fang Zhou could almost hear his own heartbeat.

“Thump, thump!”

Their hearts pounded like thunder, their breathing growing heavier.

Chu Xinran’s face turned redder, her watery eyes closing, her head tilted up, presenting herself like a delicate flower before a storm.

She knew what was coming but faced it bravely.

As the kiss deepened, Chu Xinran’s legs grew weak, and she clung tightly to Fang Zhou’s arm to keep from falling.

Sensing her weakness, Fang Zhou wrapped an arm around her, his other hand cradling her head, pressing her onto the bed.

“Mm!”

Chu Xinran let out a soft moan, her moist eyes blinking, combining innocence and allure like a bewitching enchantress.

When Fang Zhou lifted his head, their lips parted, and their eyes met.

The previously ambiguous atmosphere peaked at that moment.