Chapter 1018: Chapter 1018: Running Fast Chapter 1018: Chapter 1018: Running Fast Her soft body leaned against him, her breath carrying the scent of fresh soap from her shower, just like a tempting little sprite, as her tender lips met his.

Rong Yan had never been notably voluptuous, but as she said, her curves were just right. Despite having an incredibly slender waist, she was fleshed out in all the right places, perfectly proportioned.

Li Shengxiao knew all too well how tempting her body was, already fatally attracted to him, yet she dared to lean so boldly against him after her bath. It was as if she had never doubted her ability to resist temptation, as if she knew what he would do to her.

Or perhaps, for her, tiptoeing to hook her neck around his and saying “feed” water was just an innocent act… He couldn’t figure out what Rong Yan was really thinking, so instinctively, he wrapped his arms around her soft waist and deepened the kiss fiercely!

“Mmm.” Rong Yan had intended to feed him water, but amid the passionate confusion, she accidentally swallowed a lot of ginger water, causing her throat to want to cough. But the domineering man gave her no chance, kissing her as if he wanted to devour her.

When they finally parted, Rong Yan felt her legs uncontrollably weaken, barely standing upright by keeping her arms around his neck.

Her face, whether from the fiery kiss or from the ginger water she was forced to swallow, flushed a rosy red, like a ripe apple. Her lips, swollen from the kiss, were slightly parted, panting softly… Rong Yan seemed to hang on him, the air between them charged with a romantic energy.

Li Shengxiao’s eyes darkened greatly, his arms tightly encircling her waist, his voice huskily intense, “Has your period ended?”

…Has your period ended?

It was a suggestion adults would understand, and having been intimate with him before, Rong Yan certainly understood.

Her cheeks blushed even redder than before, the delicate pink almost seeping through her porcelain skin, “It’s, it’s over.”

Rong Yan managed to calm her heartbeat slightly, looked up with her bright eyes, enchanting like a fairy, alluring him, “But I don’t plan to sleep with you tonight. This kind of thing should feel right for both parties, it’s too unfair if only one feels it.”

Li Shengxiao pinched her waist, his eyes darkened even more by her allure, he leaned close to Rong Yan, unintentionally or intentionally brushing his thin lips past her ear, feather-like, making Rong Yan almost go weak at the knees and unable to stand.

“Heh.” The instigator smiled, appearing in a good mood, his lips curving up, his voice as husky as before, speaking as if fire was hidden beneath, ready to ignite, “Yanyan doesn’t feel it?”

Rong Yan was especially wary whenever he called her Yanyan, each time it invoked an obsessive, lingering feeling in her, like entangling silk threads wrapping around her heart. She took a deep breath, pushed him away, “No.”

To prevent him from coming closer and her resolve crumbling, Rong Yan quickly handed him the bowl, “Finish the rest of the ginger water yourself, I’m going to bed.”