Chapter 355 The Mad Young Master 16 (2/2)

Her lips were so soft, and her body was so supple.

This unexpected contact, the overly intimate posture, and the overwhelming scent of her all caused him to momentarily lose his composure and feel a surge of excitement.

However, this brief, seemingly frozen moment of tranquility lasted for less than two seconds.

Zi Xi suddenly came to her senses.

A surge of immense shame and shock, along with a burning anger at having my first kiss stolen, welled up inside me.

"Smack!"

A crisp, loud slap rang out abruptly in the corridor.

Zi Xi used almost all her strength, without thinking, and slapped Lu Qianhan hard across his handsome face, which was so close to hers.

This slap completely shattered the budding ambiguity in the air.

Lu Qianhan's face turned to one side after being slapped, and a clear red five-finger mark quickly appeared on her fair cheek.

He was completely stunned.

From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever dared to lay a finger on him.

This woman... actually hit him?

Taking advantage of his momentary daze, Zi Xi hurriedly scrambled off him, accidentally bumping her knee into his abdomen in the process, causing him to let out another suppressed groan.

She stood up straight, not daring to look at Lu Qianhan on the ground again.

His entire face and neck were as red as a boiled shrimp, and his breathing was as rapid as if he had just finished a 10,000-meter race.

She felt as if the soft touch on her lips was still imprinted there, lingering and making her both ashamed and angry, wishing she could turn back time.

As if a demon was chasing her, she turned around and stumbled, almost fleeing in panic.

She just wanted to disappear from Lu Qianhan's sight immediately.

The footsteps faded into the distance, quickly disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Lu Qianhan was the only one left in the corridor, still half-lying on the carpet.

Lu Qianhan chuckled, pressing the tip of her tongue against her cheek. She slowly raised her hand and gently touched her slightly numb and warm cheek with her fingertips.

Then, thoughtfully, he touched his lips.

There, the amazing softness and warmth of her touch, and a trace of her sweet scent, still seemed to linger.

His face stung, a stark reminder of the solid slap he had just received.

Strangely, he couldn't muster any anger.

Instead, a sense of novelty spread through my heart.

He savored the brief yet profound contact they had just shared: the weight of her as she fell on top of him, the softness of her lips, and the delicate, unique fragrance emanating from her body.

And then there was her final, humiliating, and furious expression as she fled like a frightened fawn.

Lu Qianhan unconsciously licked the corner of her lips, where a trace of her flavor still lingered.

An extremely faint smile involuntarily curved the corners of his lips.

We were still not satisfied.

He felt... that there was still more to say.

Is Su Zixi, who appears aloof and cold on the outside, seemingly only having feelings for her adoptive mother, actually... so interesting on the inside?

And it seemed much more interesting than he had imagined.

It's also...much more tempting.

The pain in his body and the burning sensation on his cheeks seemed insignificant; only the brief, soft touch on his lips and the lingering fragrance around his nose were clearly etched into his senses.

Lu Qianhan remained in that position and lay on the carpet for a few more moments.

Only when the scent of hers gradually faded did he slowly use his arms to support himself on the ground and sit up.

*

The continuous rain finally stopped, and the sky took on a washed-out gray-blue hue.

Zi Xi asked Butler Li for half a day's leave, explaining that she needed to go out to buy some personal items.

Butler Li didn't ask any further questions, only arranging a driver and a low-key black sedan.