For a moment, Lin Yehan thought that he might have already fallen asleep and was dreaming all this.

"Am I still awake?" he murmured, a little dazed.

Jiang Ying Yue couldn't help but chuckle. She pinched his hand.

He hissed. The sharp pain immediately proved that this was all real. She didn't hold back at all in pinching him. It hurt!

"Oh, sorry. I didn't control my strength." She rubbed the part of his hand that she just pinched.

"It's fine."

"I'll control my strength next time," she said.

"There's a next time?"

She gave him a shy smile. "Maybe." She paused for a few seconds before asking, "So…are we considered…together now?"

"Huh?" His brain took a few seconds to load before he came back to his senses. "Yes! Of course!" He laughed in delight. "We're together now!"

"Y-yehan…."

He grinned while rubbing and squeezing her hand. It was calloused and a little rough, but for him, it was the most beautiful hand that he had ever held.

"Yes, that's right. You should call me Yehan now, Ying Yue."

Then he raised her hand and gave it a light kiss. His grin became wider after seeing her flushing even brighter.

"Ying Yue, thank you for accepting me. I'll do my best to show that you made the right decision in choosing me."

"Okay, Yehan."

He leaned closer towards her. "May I kiss you?"

Her face right now was as red as a baboon's butt but she still nodded. Without waiting for his next move, she already grabbed his face and kissed him on the lips.

His arms immediately wrapped around her as he opened his mouth and deepened the kiss.

Jiang Ying Yue felt the familiar stirrings of desire in her lower belly. She hung on to him and tried to intensify the kiss but he was in complete control of it. Before she knew it, she was already following his rhythm—slow but very thorough.

This was the first time that she had been kissed so meticulously like this. Lin Yehan was like a master explorer, taking his time to find her sweet spots and learning which techniques she liked best.

There was a steadiness in the man that assured her. Just based on his performance right now, he wasn't the kind to blow her mind from intensity right from the start. He seemed to prefer to take the slow but steady route.

Soft and gentle in the beginning and then gradually building up the intensity. The feeling that he gave her was more like a trickling stream rather than a raging waterfall.

At first, it felt like a stream flowing slowly but surely into a river that became bigger and faster the more he worked his magic on her. Then finally, she found herself plummeting down a waterfall that appeared out of nowhere, catching her off guard.

When she returned to her senses, she realized that she somehow moved from the ottoman bench on to Lin Yehan's lap. She stared at him in a daze. There was a slight taste of brandy on her tongue from his kiss.

"Ying Yue," he whispered before gently rubbing their lips together.

She sighed from the tender pleasure. It felt so nice, relaxing and hot all at the same time.

"You're drunk," she murmured. "What if you forget about all this tomorrow?"

He chuckled and rubbed her lower back. "Something so wonderful like this, how could I forget?"

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