Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Wen Qiuli was stunned. The feeling on his lips was soft and slightly moist.

The scent I smell at the tip of my nose is sunshine, dry and warm.

Although Ji Weiheng was angry, his actions were not rough. He gently placed his lips on hers and did not move for a long time.

In terms of feeling, it’s actually not bad.

But when she thought that the person she was kissing was Ji Weiheng, who had a rich love history, she felt resistance in her heart.

Wen Qiu left too much and avoided the kiss that was coming.

This reaction directly hit Ji Weiheng's sore spot. His eyes darkened, and he pinched her chin with his other free hand and kissed her forcefully.

This kiss was much more intense than the gentle touch just now, and sharp fangs were revealed under the soft lips.

Ji Weiheng seemed to be angry. He opened his mouth and bit the soft flesh on her lips with his teeth, sometimes rubbing it gently, and sometimes increasing his strength, biting out a sharp pain.

There was still a bloody taste in his mouth from the skin he had bitten before, which was now all transferred into Wen Qiuli's mouth.

At first, Ji Weiheng kissed Wen Qiuli to vent his emotions.

Didn't you say I was dirty? Then, by being so close to you now, am I not dragging you into a quagmire that is impossible to wash off?

But gradually, the idea changed.

The person who kissed him was his sweetheart, and the only person who moved his heart in the past twenty-four years.

Once this realization appeared in Ji Weiheng's mind, it could never be erased.

He held the soft lips that secreted sweet flower juice, closed his eyes, and couldn't help but explore more deeply.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, and ambiguous moans escaped from their slightly opened mouths.

Ji Weiheng was a little unfamiliar at first, but slowly he became proficient. He closed his eyes, wrapped his tongue around Wen Qiuli's, and led her in a passionate dance.

The anger and grievance in the heart were completely extinguished in the exchange of saliva.

"Well...go away...let me go..."

Wen Qiuli didn't know when a few crystal tears appeared at the corners of her eyes. Her eyes were full of disgust and nausea. She put her free hand on his shoulder and pushed him away.

Ji Weiheng was immersed in such joy and was pushed away unexpectedly, taking several steps back.

He opened his eyes and saw Wen Qiuli wiping his lips vigorously with the back of his hand.

The pale pink lips were stained with a bright color, and there were some silver threads on them that were pulled down when they were parted, making the lips look fuller and more tender.

Ji Weiheng walked towards her and heard Wen Qiuli scolding him harshly:

"go away."

"leave me alone."

A feeling of sadness rose from the bottom of his heart, but he did not obey and moved forward step by step.

A look of fear flashed across Wen Qiuli's face. She leaned against the door and tried hard to pry the lock open.

But I don’t know what kind of advanced sensing system is used in the door of this luxury suite. It will automatically lock once it is closed, and no one else can open it no matter what.

No matter what method was used, the door could not be opened.

Seeing Ji Weiheng getting closer and closer to her, Wen Qiuli became anxious. She turned around and tried to enter the house through the gap on the left side of his body.

The suite was very spacious. As long as she could get in, she might be able to find a room and close the door to hide for a while.

The plan was only halfway through when it was blocked by someone with extremely quick reactions.

Ji Weiheng stretched out his long arms to stop Wen Qiuli and hugged him in his arms.

He didn't go any further. He put his arm around her waist, pressed her against the wall and kissed her passionately.

He asked in a hoarse voice after kissing her until her breathing became rapid, her legs became weak, and she had no strength to escape.

"Why don't you like my kiss?"

"Because you're dirty."

Wen Qiuli answered decisively without even thinking, which showed that this was her true thought.

But it hurt Ji Weiheng's heart.

"I'm not dirty, this is my first time kissing someone."

He held her chin with his hand, making their eyes meet without any avoidance.

Wen Qiuli saw the sincerity in his eyes, her eyes flashed, but she said nothing.

Ji Weiheng was very persistent and repeated it sentence after sentence.

"You're the only one I've ever kissed."

"The closest thing the ex-girlfriends I hired did was to pretend to hold my arm in front of my parents."

"Qiu Li, can you believe me?"

Wen Qiuli shook his head, not knowing whether to believe it or not.

"But, no matter what, that's just your one-sided statement, isn't it?"

"Some people say love lasts forever, but turn around and push their loved ones into the abyss; some people say they will be together in the next life, but within three months of their loved one's death, they will find another love."

"There are so many real-life examples. I just want to believe the facts I've seen and don't want to listen to unfounded arguments."

"I have not been involved in your past. It has formed a barrier between the two of us that we cannot cross."

"Ji Weiheng, let me go."

Ji Weiheng didn't know whether the letting go Wen Qiuli meant now while trapping her in the room, or forever in the future.

No matter which one it was, he didn't want to obey now.

"No way, I will never let you go."

Ji Weiheng picked up the person and carried him horizontally, then placed him on the wide and soft sofa with steady steps.

Then when she wanted to roll over and escape, he knelt on both sides of Wen Qiuli's body, leaned over and pressed her under him.

This posture better restrains Wen Qiuli within his control.

Ji Weiheng looked at the woman under him. She had delicate features and eyes as gentle as flowing water. She was the person he fell in love with at first sight, and the person he still likes now.

"Ali, I really like you very much."

He gently stroked Wen Qiuli's lips with his fingertips, then when she was about to say something he didn't want to hear, he lowered his head, held her lips in his mouth, kissing and sucking them back and forth.

The sound of water became louder and louder, and the temperature around was rising for some reason.

Ji Weiheng was a little distracted and his lips moved downwards without him noticing.

He kissed the round shoulders, the clearly dimpled collarbone, and the snow-white roundness one by one with fascination.

The places that had not been touched by anyone felt wet and sticky. Seeing that Ji Weiheng's actions were about to become more excessive, Wen Qiuli raised his hand and slapped him hard.

A crisp sound rang out in the quiet space. Ji Weiheng covered his stinging cheek and raised his head.

Wen Qiuli used all his strength, but because he was weakened by the kiss, the force was not that scary, and only left a light slap mark on his cheek.

It wasn't painful, but it woke Ji Weiheng up suddenly.

How could I do such a thing?

Is he a beast?

Ji Weiheng despised himself over and over again, and the regret in his heart made the rationality that was washed away by anger and grievance return to his brain.

He turned his head away and used his memory to tidy up Wen Qiuli's slightly scattered dress, then took off his suit, put it on her, and apologized in a low voice:

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect things to turn out like this."

"I'll take you back first. I'll take care of the things at the banquet later. Have a good rest. I'll come to apologize later, and... take care of the things between us."