Chapter 92: Unintended Discharge of a Polished Gun

wards Li An as well as frustration with Yan Luoxi.As her boyfriend, she didn’t tell him about what happened and instead concocted lies to deceive him. After knowing each other for so many years, he fe...Chapter 92: Accidental Discharge, Li's Obsession with Captive Wife, Five Degrees Romance

Zhou Guangtao sat on the sofa and looked at Yan Luoxi whose face was flushed red, obviously she had been drinking. His originally irritable mood became even more so. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What’s wrong Am I not allowed to come back early"

After drinking, Yan Luoxi's nerves were somewhat excited, and she did not notice the harshness in Zhou Guangtao's tone. She giggled, kicked off her shoes and ran excitedly to the sofa, throwing herself into Zhou Guangtao's arms with a sultry voice saying, "Brother Guangtao, I’m so happy you came back early!"

The aroma of expensive red wine hit Zhou Guangtao’s nose. He frowned slightly, “Did you go out again with Mom”

"Ah!" Yan Luoxi's hair was disheveled, a few strands falling in front of her eyes. She reached up to push them back and looked somewhat uneasy. "Yes, I didn’t have anything else to do after work so I went to eat dinner with Mom."

Zhou Guangtao sighed helplessly and pinched Yan Luoxi's face. Her snow-white cheeks were slightly flushed, revealing a hint of feminine charm. “Now, how…how…” He originally wanted to say, ‘How did you become like this’, but in the end could only let out another heavy sigh.

"What’s wrong with me" Yan Luoxi pouted and looked up at Zhou Guangtao somewhat coquettishly. This man was so handsome, his full forehead, high nose bridge, square jawline, thin lips. For all these years, she had been fascinated by him.

"You…why did you start liking to drink"

Although Yan Luoxi had been drinking, she could still sense the reluctance in Zhou Guangtao's words. He must be upset with her for always going out and not trying hard enough at work, lacking ambition.

But he actually had a reason not to go out. The house was empty, and she spent each day waiting alone here, feeling like she was stuck in a dead silent tomb.

She wanted to improve herself too; she wished she could work with him side by side, achieving success together just like He Yufan did. But he needed to give her the chance for that. Right now, despite her being responsible for the company's administrative department, it was essentially handling all sorts of trivial matters, akin to being a maid in charge of household duties.

Yan Luoxi had many mixed emotions inside her heart. Without needing any reminders from her mother or Ran Xu, she could sense that the distance between herself and Zhou Guangtao had widened over these days. She felt weary, helpless, and sorrowful; countless times, she wanted to express her thoughts to him but swallowed them back down before they even reached her mouth.

She vaguely knew what the crux of their issue was—it was an indelible memory that neither could erase. Hence, there were many things she couldn't say because speaking them out would hurt both parties; it would be embarrassing for Zhou Guangtao and unpleasant for herself too.

The only thing Yan Luoxi could do now was pretend to be silly while leaning against Zhou Guangtao's chest, acting spoiled. She took advantage of the alcohol in her system to reach out her arms around his neck and kiss him continuously on his lips with great enthusiasm.

Zhou Guangtao’s inner frustrations hadn’t subsided yet; Yan Luoxi suddenly did this, making him feel both angry and stifled. He wanted to push her away but was afraid of hurting her pride—so he sat there motionlessly as she kissed him a few times.

Yan Luoxi had consumed alcohol today, which under the influence made her braver; her small hands moved autonomously through Zhou Guangtao's shirt, touching his back, waist, and chest.

"Brother Guangtao, Brother Guangtao... I miss you..." Yan Luoxi nuzzled herself against Zhou Guangtao like a kitten, calling out his name. The sound of her voice seemed to tug at something in his heart.

And the sweet scent of red wine from Yan Luoxi's body suddenly became more intense, enveloping him entirely; it was as if he too had become drunk alongside her. In a haze, their bodies were already tightly pressed together, and Zhou Guangtao let out a sigh: "Luoxi, what should I do with you"

Zhou Guangtao's voice was hoarse, filled with struggles. His body could no longer remain indifferent under Yan Luoxi's teasing; he felt that if he didn't act now, he wouldn't be a man anymore.

He made no further polite gestures and took advantage of the moment to capture Yan Luoxi’s soft lips in a deep kiss, passionate enough to leave them breathless. With one hand tightly embracing her waist and the other slipping through her clothing, his fingers found their way onto her chest.

Yan Luoxi wasn’t overly endowed; her bust was small enough for him to encircle with just one hand, but it compensated in beauty of shape—gracefully uplifted and lovely. Holding them made his heart feel soft and tender.

Zhou Guangtao's quickened breath was close to her ear, clear and distinct, while hot kisses rained down on her lips and neck in a continuous stream—a dry warmth that sent shivers of excitement through her body.

His body pressed snugly against hers, the warmth seeping through her skin into her blood. Yan Luoxi felt every inch of her veins begin to burn with passion.

She couldn't help but whisper softly and clung tighter to Zhou Guangtao's sturdy back. Zhou Guangtao was driven mad by her soft moan; he tightened his arms around her, pressing her even closer.

Yan Luoxi could hardly breathe, feeling the firmness of Zhou Guangtao’s body against hers in a heated embrace. Her body trembled as if struck by lightning, and even her eyelashes quivered slightly.

Whether due to the alcohol or because the room was too warm, Yan Luoxi felt parched and dizzy, as if suddenly drained of strength. She grew increasingly disoriented, involuntarily surrendering all her power to Zhou Guangtao.

Zhou Guangtao’s movements were swift and forceful. Holding her head, he kissed her passionately and pressed her down onto the couch. His hot fingers and nimble lips traced a path downward, making Yan Luoxi feel as if her face was on fire—like an exposed infant trembling under him.

She wasn't afraid or resistant; she was just nervous. She had now prepared herself, both physically and mentally, to accept Zhou Guangtao's advances.

"Brother Guangtao" Yan Luoxi suddenly felt a chill run through her body as Zhou Guangtao slid off of her and sat on the sofa, panting heavily.

Under the soft orange glow, she saw Zhou Guangtao’s muscular arms, his naked body, and what had just moments ago been rigidly hard. Now it lay limp, drooping.

Seeing this scene made Yan Luoxi feel a bit shy, but her heart sank into a deep abyss with a heavy thud.

It was happening again at this moment!

Living together in the same room as Zhou Guangtao, both young and full of passion, it was only natural for them to have such thoughts and needs. Accidents were bound to happen when things got heated, but each time at this juncture, Zhou Guangtao would stop.

Before today, Yan Luoxi had thought that Zhou Guangtao cared about her and was considerate of her feelings, but it seemed she was wrong.

Yan Luoxi wasn't an inexperienced girl. She had been with Li An many times before and knew the difference between when things were on edge and ready to go versus when they needed rest after being tired out.Liu while having breakfast.The long-missed taste of home lingered in Yan Luoxi's dreams for years. As Zhou Guangtao looked at her earnestly, an indescribable feeling welled up inside her heart, making...