Shocking! The school heartthrob who was adopted by a wealthy family is actually a heiress!

Chapter 156 Will You Leave Me?
His nose was bumped, and his lips pressed down, gently touching hers.

She suddenly seemed to lose all her strength.

His palm was pounding with his frantic heartbeat, which seemed to intensify along with his breathing.

She lowered her eyelashes, lifted them, and looked at Shen Yanci.

His eyes were closed, his eyelashes casting a small shadow under his eyes, trembling slightly.

Qin Zhao stared at the shadow for two seconds, then pressed his lips against it and gently rubbed them together, causing the shadow to tremble even more.

Before she could fully observe his expression, she was met with a pair of dark, disheveled eyes.

As if she had been suddenly discovered, she glanced away guiltily.

Shen Yanci tilted his head back and pulled away from her lips.

Qin Zhao lowered her eyelashes slightly, pursed her lips slightly, placed one hand on his chest, and rested the other on the doorknob, quietly watching him.

Shen Yanci's chest heaved as he gasped for breath.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he placed her hand on his waist, holding his breath and pressing down on her, cupping her face in his hands.

He half-closed his eyelids and glanced at her lips, then at her clear eyes, his voice slightly hoarse: "Zhaozhao, close your eyes."

His eyes blazed like a black flame, her shadow at the center of the flame. Qin Zhao paused, then obediently closed her eyes.

His lips captured hers, sucking awkwardly, the fruity aroma of red wine overflowing from their lips and teeth, intertwining with each other.

The flashlight was turned off.
Total darkness.

His body was burning hot, and his scent filled the air.

She gave a soft "hmm," forced to tilt her head back and grab his shirt around his waist.

Qin Zhao heard the sound of his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed, and he kissed him even more fiercely. The ambiguous sounds of water traveled through his eardrums to his nerves, and the air seemed to thicken.

She felt a little breathless, her lips involuntarily parted, and she wanted to call his name. Her tongue was sucked on her lower lip, and she let out a soft moan, then bit his lip, as if in revenge and to vent her frustration.

He felt both pain and pleasure, his breathing became heavier, and as he chased after her, he tasted the salty wetness.

Shen Yanci seemed to wake from a dream, and felt a dampness on her face.

The darkness was so thick they couldn't see each other's expressions.

Shen Yanci stopped, then pecked at the corner of her lips, and kissed away her tears: "I'm sorry, I'm not very good at kissing, did I hurt you?"

"You kissed terribly."

"..."

Shen Yanci froze, feeling all the heat rush to his face.

"It hurts so much when it bites me."

Her voice trailed off with a barely perceptible sob.

Shen Yanci wiped away her tears somewhat helplessly: "I didn't mean to, how about I let you bite me back?"

Qin Zhao moved her hand from bottom to top, to his collarbone, Adam's apple, and then his lips. She rubbed his collarbone twice with her thumb, then moved it to his collarbone and bit down hard.

His teeth dug into her thin skin, Shen Yanci's collarbone and chin stretched into a line, his neck tilted back, his breathing became heavier, and he couldn't help but touch her head.

Hearing his muffled groan, Qin Zhao stopped and then kissed the spot she had bitten.

Shen Yanci's voice was terribly hoarse: "Zhaozhao."

We can't kiss anymore.

"Zhao Zhao."

Shen Yanci followed her lips and kissed them, gently rubbing them.

His whole body felt like it was on fire, very hot. Qin Zhao turned his head and pushed him.

Shen Yanci's Adam's apple bobbed: "I'll kiss you next time."

Qin Zhao remained silent.

The only sound in the emergency exit was the sound of panting.

After a while, Qin Zhao turned on the flashlight.

Shen Yanci's face was flushed, her earlobes were red, her thin lips were glistening with moisture, and her dark eyes were half-closed as she looked at her.

Qin Zhao looked at him for a while, and Shen Yanci bent down and leaned closer again, his voice low and hoarse: "Try again."

"..."

He turned his head to kiss her, with restraint and caution.

When people are out of control, their expressions are often ugly. Shen Yanci is very handsome, and he looks handsome even now.

She leaned against the door, feeling tired, her mind blank. After a while, Shen Yanci pulled her into his arms and half-carried her to the garage.

The alcohol took effect, and the car drove smoothly. Qin Zhao felt sleepy and fell asleep leaning against the back of the seat.

As Shen Yanci prepared to carry her out of the car, Qin Zhao's eyelids opened, revealing deep creases.

"Got home."

Qin Zhao took two seconds to react and regained his senses.

"Do you want me to carry you upstairs?"

"No."

Qin Zhao got out of the car, his steps unsteady, and said goodbye to him.

She changed her shoes in the entryway, then sat on a chair, lost in thought.

After a while, he closed his eyes.

"Zhaozhao, why are you sleeping here?"

The familiar, gentle female voice made her respond with a soft "Mmm?"

Qin Qiong: "Why are you sitting here?"

Qin Zhao: "Mom."

"Yes, Mom is here."

"Waaaaah—Mom—" Qin Zhao's shoulders trembled twice, and she started to cry.

"What's wrong, Zhao Zhao?" Qin Qiong asked worriedly.

Qin Zhao nestled her head in her arms, saying, "Mom—"

Qin Qiong patted her on the back: "You've been drinking, have you had a lot?"

Qin Zhao pursed his lips, sniffed his clothes, stepped out of her embrace, and kept his distance from her.

"You kid."

"sorry."

"I'm not blaming you." Qin Qiong sighed and touched her face. "Who made you drink it? Lin Shi?"

Qin Zhao looked at her, suppressing her sobs, "Will you abandon me?"

Her eyes were full of tears, and she looked like a string about to break, her shoulders trembling.

This problem seems to be crushing her.

Qin Qiong was stunned, then tears welled up in her eyes. She squatted down and looked at her: "How could your mother not want you? You are my child, of course I want you!"

Qin Zhao's eyes were closed, and tears streamed down her face.

She sat there, curled up, as if she had become that child again, watching pedestrians hurry by on the roadside, leaving herself behind.

She hoped her mother was waiting for her at that intersection to come home.

Her tears flowed more and more, and she looked at Qin Qiong, suppressing the sobs that threatened to spill from her throat.

"Zhao Zhao."

Qin Qiong's heart was breaking. She couldn't speak, and could only hold her tightly.

Her body was trembling and very cold.

Qin Zhao didn't even know why she was crying. She had been holding back her tears for a long time, and now they seemed to be pouring out all at once. She couldn't stop them at all.

"Mother."

She called out silently.

“Mom’s here.” Qin Qiong patted her back. “Mom will always be here.”

Qin Zhao let out a soft whimper, like a wounded little animal, and shrank into the safest embrace.

She cried for a long time, until her throat was dry and she was still crying.

Qin Qiong touched her face: "Zhaozhao, baby, look at Mommy."

She gently stroked Qin Zhao's face, her voice trembling slightly, "Mommy will never abandon you, never. Mommy loves you, loves you so much."

Qin Zhao's lips trembled, and the tears that had just stopped rolled down her cheeks again.

(End of this chapter)