Gently bite the jasmine

The whiskey that Duan Yiheng was drinking had the tartness of citrus fruits, and the rich fruity aroma was unfolded on Lin Xi's tongue.

The cocktail she ordered had a strong aftereffect, making her dizzy.

Lin Xi was held by the waist and neck, in a rather uncomfortable position, firmly held in Duan Yiheng's palm.

She tilted her head back, squinted her eyes, and endured Duan Yiheng's uncontrollable and forceful kiss.

Their breaths mingled, and their lips were sucked repeatedly.

"Ugh..." Lin Xi exhaled a breath from her nose, "Enough...enough..."

The lingering sound was completely swallowed up, and she was forced to straighten her chest and press it against Duan Yiheng's chest, instantly revealing the difference in body size between the man and the woman.

She was pinned against the wall, unable to move forward or backward.

But where can Duan Yiheng find it?

The two were already six years apart in age. If she hadn't insisted on working at Yinfan, they probably wouldn't have had much interaction after she came back.

She was always right under his nose, but only Duan Yiheng knew how hard he was to hold back his clenched fists.

The delusions aroused by alcohol and the atmosphere were mostly sobered up by the cool breeze.

She lowered her head and said, "I don't like it."

At that moment, all of Duan Yiheng's restraint crumbled, and in a moment of impulse, he continued the ambiguous relationship at the restaurant.

Lin Xi felt that Duan Yiheng's kiss was like a continuous summer downpour, hot and humid.

She seemed to be enveloped by a torrential downpour, unable to see what lay ahead or find shelter, and could only cling tightly to the person in front of her.

In the stillness of the night, she tasted the pleasure of unrestrained indulgence.

Breath was taken away, her waist was tightened, and Lin Xi's legs went weak, about to slide down.

Duan Yiheng grabbed her buttocks and lifted her up, but his mouth didn't leave her.

Lin Xi suddenly rose up and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

The alcohol continued to spread through their bodies due to the deep kiss.

Suddenly, the ceiling light flashed in Lin Xi's line of sight, and she found a place to land on her back.

Duan Yiheng placed her on the sofa in the living room.

Before he could say a word, he kissed her deeply again.

The aftereffects were lingering; whether from the alcohol or the kiss, Lin Xi felt weak and her eyes were filled with tears.

"Duan Yiheng..." she called his name indistinctly, "No..."

She really couldn't breathe.

Duan Yiheng couldn't possibly not notice. He released his lips and instantly kissed her fair and slender neck.

Lin Xi trembled, like leaves rustling in the wind.

The strong liquor had already made Duan Yiheng drunk.

His sharp mind had stopped working; all he could smell was the fragrance emanating from her.

"Lin Xi..." Duan Yiheng called her name in a hoarse voice.

The temperature around them continued to rise. Lin Xi placed her hand on Duan Yiheng's strong chest and felt his heart pounding violently.

"No..." Lin Xi refused weakly, her face flushed.

Another tight kiss landed, and Lin Xi's beautiful eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings. After being soaked by the heavy rain, she plunged headfirst into the mud.

Lin Xi's ability to think was completely cut off. She timidly wrapped her arms around Duan Yiheng's neck and began to respond.

Duan Yiheng was taken aback, then grabbed her wrist and firmly pinned her down beneath him.

My coat was brushed aside, and my waist, which was pressed against the inside of the sofa, was suddenly pressed down.

His warm palm pressed against her skin, slid inside, and then moved upwards.

Lin Xi curled up quickly like a boiled shrimp. She suddenly opened her eyes and used all her strength to push Duan Yiheng away.

Duan Yiheng frowned and reached out his hand to her.

"Don't come any closer." Lin Xi suddenly raised her hand to stop him, shrinking herself into the corner of the sofa.

Hidden in her eyes was shame and panic; she wished she could jump off the building.

She wasn't drunk, and she had avoided him before because of a kiss, so why, why did she repeat the same mistake?

He is both the older brother and the boss.

Lin Xi, what are you thinking?

Duan Yiheng was panting heavily when his heart sank: "You're trying to run away again?"

Lin Xi didn't dare look him in the eye and said, "Can we treat everything that just happened as an accident?"

Duan Yiheng chuckled: "You always try to fob me off like this? Then why do you keep making me kiss you?"

"It was your initiative," Lin Xi said softly, her head lowered.

"..." Duan Yiheng was speechless. He leaned back on the sofa and chuckled self-deprecatingly at the chandelier on the ceiling.

Lin Xi felt stifled and a little uncomfortable. She glanced at Duan Yiheng out of the corner of her eye and slid down to sit.

She looked at the slippers scattered at Duan Yiheng's feet, and her cheeks flushed again.

Upon entering, she and Duan Yiheng each changed into slippers.

He picked me up when I was disoriented, and my slippers were thrown off the moment I lay down on the sofa.

Lin Xi awkwardly curled her toes, trying to figure out how to naturally walk to her kissing partner, then squat down and pick up her slippers.

"Lin Xi".

"Hmm?" Lin Xi replied subconsciously.

Duan Yiheng turned his body to the side, a half-smile on his face: "Who taught you to deny everything after kissing someone?"

"I didn't, I—"

“I did take the initiative,” Duan Yiheng interrupted her. “Then didn’t you respond?”

Lin Xi pursed her lips, stubbornly denying it: "I'm drunk, I'm not very sober."

Duan Yiheng was so angry he almost laughed. He put his elbow on his knee, picked up the slippers on the ground, then got up, walked to Lin Xi, and squatted down.

Lin Xi paused, not understanding what he was going to do.

Duan Yiheng held her ankle and put the slippers on her.

Lin Xi snapped out of her daze and tried to dodge, but he pressed her down hard and put the other slipper on her.

"Drunk?" Duan Yiheng looked up at her. "Who was that with their arms around my neck? And who responded to my kiss? I was trembling with pleasure, and my heart was beating faster than usual, but I can't remember what happened a second ago?"

Lin Xi blushed completely. She suddenly stood up, a hint of annoyance in her voice, and said, "I'm going back to my room to sleep."

Duan Yiheng was even faster, trapping her between himself and the sofa.

"Can you sleep? What just happened can't be forgotten just because you say you've forgotten it." Duan Yiheng gritted his teeth, pressing hard with a steely heart. "Last time it was an accident. I was afraid of scaring you, so I let you run away. Do you think I'll treat this all as an accident again this time?"

Lin Xi grabbed his collar: "You bastard."

Duan Yiheng pressed down on the back of her hand and chuckled softly: "Don't threaten me with resignation anymore. Whether you're at Yinfan or not, tonight, the relationship between us has changed."

"What exactly do you want?" Lin Xi asked, her voice choked with emotion.

Duan Yiheng cupped her face in his hands, pressed his fingertips against the corners of her eyes, and said gently, "Now I dare to say it, do you dare to listen?"

"No." Lin Xi shook off his hand, her expression stubborn. "You're not allowed to say it, and I don't want to hear it either."

"I knew you'd react like this." Duan Yiheng brushed his fingertips across her lips. "I'm not in a hurry, Lin Xi. We have plenty of time."