C35 Throw Yourself into the Arms

Lin Wanbai's residential area was the oldest area in Ice City.

The old-fashioned six-storey apartment lived on the top floor. There was no elevator and the corridor was very narrow. If she didn't have the help of a taxi driver, she really wouldn't have been able to bring Huo Changyuan's huge body home.

Lin Wanbai had once suspected that he was faking drunkenness.

However, Huo Changyuan did not open his eyes the whole time. He did not even make a sound. It was like he would not even resist if he was thrown on the street.

Lin Wanbai was sweating profusely as she placed him on her narrow single bed.

This place was rented by her grandma after she got sick and had always been her own. Other than her best friend, Sang Xiaoyu, no one else had been here, let alone a man.

A strong masculine scent permeated the room, giving off a strange feeling.

Lin Wanbai watched him from the end of the bed for a few minutes. After making sure that he didn't even move his fingers, she picked up her pajamas and left with a peace of mind.

However, before he closed the bedroom door, he found the key and locked it from the outside.

"..."

The next day, Lin Wanbai woke up very early.

She didn't sleep very well. She kept having the feeling that Huo Changyuan would break out of the room in the next second …

It was still early. Although it was a weekend, Lin Wanbai could not stay idle. She even had a part-time job as a salesperson in the morning.

After washing her face and rinsing her mouth, Lin Wanbai stuck to the door for a long time. There was not a single sound from the inside. She hesitantly and carefully turned the key to open the door.

On the single bed, Huo Changyuan's robust body was slightly crowded.

Lin Wanbai couldn't help but walk closer.

His sleeping appearance was also very cold and indifferent, as his eyebrows flew straight to his temples.

He was still in the same posture as last night, but he didn't know where the tie was. Several buttons on his shirt had been undone, and the barricade of lines in the morning light was truly a crime.

Lin Wanbai took a glance at them and then moved away nervously, her ears burning.

But since she couldn't keep him sleeping, she had to bend over and clear her throat. "Cough! Director Huo, Mr. Howe, wake up … "

The outstretched hand was caught unawares.

Lin Wanbai was shocked as she looked at Huo Changyuan who had woken up. There was no trace of drunkenness or drowsiness in her deep eyes as she stared at Huo Changyuan without blinking.

He exerted some strength in his hand, and his whole body fell into his firm chest.

It was a very ambiguous posture, so close that one could see the green stubble that grew on his chin the previous night, as well as the rolling of his Adam's apple every time.

His heart stopped, and three seconds later he accelerated.

The blood seemed to rush from his toes to the top of his head.

"You, you, you …" Lin Wanbai stuttered again.

Under the morning sun, her face that had just been washed did not have any skin care products applied. Only the faint fragrance of the face cleanser could be smelled as tender as pinch water.

Especially Huo Changyuan's frightened eyes and tender lips, which were slightly parted. To Huo Changyuan, this was an invisible stimulation …

Huo Changyuan's left hand was fixed on her slender waist while his right hand was quietly covering the back of her head. His gaze turned deeper as the strength in his right hand quietly pressured her, "Lin Wanbai, you threw yourself into her arms this time."

"..." No!

Lin Wanbai just stood there with her lips pressed against his.

His face turned pink, and the retorts were swallowed up by his lips, only leaving him gasping for breath.

He couldn't break it, he couldn't dodge it.

The air in Lin Wanbai's chest became less and less as she was kissed. She was muddle-headed and only had one thought on her mind.

He didn't brush his teeth...