Her jaw was held roughly.
The man's odor was permeated with the smell of alcohol.
Yan Nian's eyelashes extended rigidly as she stared fixedly ahead. She was stunned blank for a moment as she was being kissed by the man.
If what she saw before her had not been Jiang Beiyuan's handsome face that was pleasing to the eye, she would have slapped the person across their cheek.
It was a kiss.
His thin lips glided across to her ear as he nibbled on her earlobe.
Suddenly, he uttered…
"Niannian."
Yan Nian was taken aback.
Following the lingering words he had uttered, it was as if all the blood in her body began flowing in the opposite direction at that moment.
What was wrong with him today?
Jiang Beiyuan rubbed her face gently as he said in a low voice, "I've missed you so much."
Yan Nian was instantly hit with a realization.
The person he was missing was probably his ex-girlfriend.
"Your ex-girlfriend is called Niannian too?" she asked.
Jiang Beiyuan didn't make a sound. The smell of alcohol on him was mixed with the strong smell of the rain. Suddenly, he rested his head on her chest.
"Hey—" Yan Nian shoved against him. "Don't take advantage of me!"
That man just leaned against her chest and didn't move an inch.
Yan Nian pushed him, only to see him falling before she hurriedly reached out and held onto his arm.
"I give up. You're drunk, right?"
"…"
Nothing but silence greeted her.
She let out a heavy sigh as she supported the man back onto her own bed.
The clothes he was wearing were still drenched. She couldn't leave him to sleep in them for the night.
Following her moral compass of not wanting him to catch a cold during his sleep, she took off Jiang Beiyuan's clothing one by one.
Jacket, tie, shirt…
His well-defined muscles were exposed, and they looked nice to the touch.
She couldn't help but touch them a little, trying to verify that assumption.
Yes, they indeed felt nice.
She never denied that she was a pervert. In the past, she had a crush on a male celebrity and constantly spent her time licking the screen.
But it seemed like Jiang Beiyuan's body was even better than that celebrity's.
His waist was the ideal V-shape, and there was even a mermaid V-line under his eight-pack.
Yan Nian stared at his body with a dry mouth.
Now she had to remove his pants.
Her soft hands latched onto his belt as she carefully unbuckled it, fearful of touching something.
But d*mn, she didn't know the structure of Jiang Beiyuan's belt. She couldn't unbuckle them no matter what.
She began to feel a little flustered as her palms became clammy.
Suddenly—
Her hands trembled.
Yan Nian instantly released her grip and unconsciously let out a scream.
Her yell woke Jiang Beiyuan up.
He was still in a daze from the sleep, his eyesight blurry and glossy.
Yan Nian raised both her hands as she stumbled over her words, "I am being all honest here. I… I just wanted to let you sleep more comfortably!"
Jiang Beiyuan did not utter a word. He reached out and grabbed the back of her head as he pulled her toward him, crushing his lips harshly against hers once again.
The sweet taste at the tip of his tongue enticed him to suck at her lips.
This had to be a dream.
This was what he had been dreaming about for over ten years.
…..
The early morning sun was bright. Its rays shone through the windows, spilling onto the pure white sheets of the bed.
The man in the bed had eyebrows as sharp as a sword, and his features were clearly defined. The sun rays reflected on his face as it cut through the beams. With one side dark and the other side bright, there was a tinge of sexiness to him.
Jiang Beiyuan let out a hiss… He moved his body while nursing a splitting headache.
As he opened his eyes, he was greeted by an unfamiliar ceiling and an unfamiliar bed.
His eyebrows furrowed tightly.
"You're awake."
Yan Nian pushed open the door. She was wearing a white blouse and skinny jeans, and her hair was tied into a simple and loose ponytail. Her clean look made her seem like a university student. She had a bowl of hangover soup in her hand.
Jiang Beiyuan's furrowed eyebrows instantly smoothened as the corners of his lips twitched a little.
"Oh, it's you."
"Who else did you think it would be?"
His ex-girlfriend?
Jiang Beiyuan shook his head indifferently without a word.
"Your clothes were drenched in the rain. I've washed them for you and hung them out at the balcony. They should be dry by now, you can just put them on."
Jiang Beiyuan lowered his gaze, only to realize just then the state that he was in.
He was wearing only his underwear.
It was as if he had just discovered the New World as a gleam of light flashed across his eyes.
"Were you the one who removed my clothes?"