The Outcast Heiress's Secret Identities-Chapter 168 - 0

Chapter 168: 0168

Chapter 168: 0168

Long, handsome fingers hooked around the girl’s delicate chin, the warmth of his breath spraying at the edge of her lips, lightly sweeping across her skin.

Su Ran felt a tingling sensation on her scalp.

“…I don’t know.”

Upon hearing this, he chuckled softly, his lazy voice both low and magnetic, his well-defined fingers teasing the back of her neck.

Su Ran felt an inexplicable weakness down her spine, her body softening.

Fu Qiyuan hooked his arm around her waist, drawing her even more tightly into his embrace.

“Want me to tell you?”

The man curled his lips and leaned in close to her, his voice deep and enchanting.

Su Ran now fully understood that the old lady had set her up; a touch of crimson spread over her exquisite and aloof face as she lightly pushed against the man’s chest.

“No, no need!”

Fu Qiyuan looked down at her, amusement twinkling in his dark eyes as his slender fingers gently brushed her reddened lips.

“How so? I can’t let Ranran doubt my abilities.”

Su Ran’s gaze faltered, her heart skipping a beat.

“I didn’t…”

The man bent down slightly, his cool, thin lips kissing her red lips.

His kiss was tender at first, then gradually deepened, the soft and warm sensation stimulating their nerves.

As the kiss grew deeper, Su Ran’s rigid body began to soften, and she involuntarily clutched at his shirt for support, but she found herself slowly sinking down.

A strong arm encircled her waist, and another large hand cradled the back of her head, tilting her face up for easier conquest.

The vast room was quiet, so quiet that the sound of their breathing could be heard, light and subtle, yet somewhat hurried, flushing cheeks and trembling hearts.

After what seemed like an eternity, he finally let her go.

Their breath remained hot, with Su Ran’s blush spreading to her neck, her red lips swollen and shimmering slightly with moisture.

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Fu Qiyuan’s gaze was deep, his pupils clouded with a faint, crimson haze.

His long fingers traced her swollen lips, provoking shivers.

“Heh!”

In a daze, Su Ran heard the man’s husky, amused voice as she locked eyes with his dark and bottomless gaze.

“Do you know the consequences of drinking this medicine?”

Su Ran looked up at him, her expression somewhat distracted.

The man pinched her cheek gently, his teasing eyebrows and low, suggestive tone quickening her heartbeat.

“You won’t be able to leave this room tonight.”

Su Ran: “…”

She should never have brought up this bowl of medicine.

“But since Ranran is so looking forward to its effects, we could give it a try in the future.”

Fu Qiyuan slowly curled his lips, a delighted chuckle escaping him.

Su Ran: “…”

Subsequently.

He reached out to smooth her somewhat disheveled hair, his deep and magnetic voice laced with mirth.

“However, my abilities are not bad either, even without it, I wouldn’t disappoint Ranran.”

Su Ran finally couldn’t bear it any longer and on tiptoe, she reached up to cover his mouth with her hand.

Her delicate face turned even redder, her eyes misty with annoyance as she glared at him.

Fu Qiyuan let out a low laugh, holding her wrist gently and kissing the palm of her hand, his tone flirtatious.

“Don’t worry, I won’t take advantage of you tonight!”