The memory of that night is infinitely taboo and absurd for Ning Ye.

She always avoided anyone mentioning it.

Even if Fu Yunting occasionally brought out a little bit of it, Ning would be so frightened that his heartstrings would tighten.

I was afraid that he would mention another half word.

At this moment, Fu Yunting pressed her hard. In the dark corridor, he kissed her deeply.

The world became silent.

There was only the sound of Ning Ye's beating heartbeat.

and the cold breath of Fu Yunting's body between his breaths.

He pressed against her and sucked.

Ning Ye was panicked. It felt like he was going to suck his heart away.

The whole soul trembled along with it.

Ning also seemed to have returned to the night when he deprived her of every inch of her.

In the dark room, he also didn't give her any room to retreat.

His ferocity and arrogance almost cost Ning half of his life.

Ning Ye's heart was trembling.

There were footsteps in the corridor, someone must be coming.

A very rhythmic sound, accompanied by Ning Ye's heartbeat that continued to increase in intensity.

Fu Yunting had no intention of letting her go at all.

Ning Ye felt like he was going to drown here.

The footsteps gradually came closer from two or three floors downstairs, until they were right downstairs.

Ning Ye was so nervous that he almost cried.

And just when the man was about to step forward around the corner, Fu Yunting abruptly ended the kiss.

Ning Ye's whole body softened into a puddle of water.

"Who?" Someone stood still downstairs and shouted upwards.

Ning Ye's breathing has not yet slowed down. Her thin white arms are supporting the wall, and her back is leaning tightly against it.

Because the two of them were just in the middle of the stairs and did not reach the corner.

Ning Ye was afraid that his legs would be too weak to stand, so he rolled down again, holding on to the wall with his hands.

Fu Yunting was silent for a moment. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the pad of his thumb on Ning Ye's lips.

Ning Ye's heart was raised fiercely, but he didn't dare to move.

The pad of Fu Yunting's thumb pressed on Ning Ye's lips with a little force.

Ning Ye's soft lips were in stark contrast to his strong fingers.

He wiped away the water stains on Ning Ye's lips bit by bit.

Ning didn't dare to breathe. His whole body was trembling slightly.

I heard Fu Yunting say: "Have I ever told you that if I really want to do something to you, I can't get away without you dodging."

Ning Ye leaned against the wall in fear. The feeling of being overstepped at any time made Ning Ye too frightened.

And every word Fu Yunting said could create ripples in Ning Ye's heart.

The people downstairs probably heard Fu Yunting's words. The man was quiet for a while and didn't dare to take a cell phone to take photos above. He turned around and went downstairs in a hurry.

Silence returned to the corridor again.

Ning Ye's chest was sore from the impact. Due to the severe arrhythmia, she could not force her voice: "Uncle, I have no intention of hiding from you."

But this sentence is obviously unconvincing.

In fact, she also knew that her behavior just now was very wrong.

She had already stepped on something and was about to roll downstairs. Under such circumstances, Fu Yunting was unprepared. The corridor was dark and he didn't even turn on the emergency lights.

It was no longer easy for Fu Yunting to catch her when she was caught off guard and fell, perhaps even before he could stand firm.

She shouldn't struggle. Once she struggles too much, both of them may fall down together.

But there are some things that she understands but cannot do.

Because every inch of Fu Yunting's skin he touched was like a silent robbery.

It was something engraved in her bones and had formed a conditioned reflex in her.


Chapter completed!