Chapter 3: 3. Aloof and Proud Man 3_1
The hand hanging at her side slowly curled up. Yu Jingrong closed her eyes, and when she looked at Li Chengyun again, she had regained her composure. "Remember what I've told you? I'd rather die than see you again."
Feeling irked by his mockery, Yu Jingrong spat back a biting retort at Li Chengyun.
She thought Li Chengyun would be even angrier, but surprisingly, the corners of his lips slowly curved into a faint smile. "I'm astonished that even after all these years, all you know how to do is provoke me."
The light turned red, and the car came to a halt. She reached out, opened the car door, intending to leave right there and then...
She admitted that even after so many years, there were some things she couldn't forget, and she only wanted to evade them when confronted.
Along with the masculine aroma enveloping her from behind, the car door, which she had just cracked open, got slammed shut with a "bang".
Before Yu Jingrong could react, Li Chengyun was already all over her, his broad body cornering her between himself and the car seat.
Yu Jingrong turned her head in surprise, only to meet his profound black eyes. They were filled with undisguised affection and, knowing him as well as she did, she knew what this presaged.
Her heart skipped a beat.
All the cells in Yu Jingrong's body trembled, boiled, and screamed in that instant.
His hot breath approached ambiguously, Li Chengyun's breathing suddenly became heavier, his gaze locked onto her lips as his body began to lean in closer.
Seeing Li Chengyun's lips just an inch away from hers, Yu Jingrong retreated further back, pressing her back against the car wall. She could feel sweat permeating her body, unbearably hot.
As the car moved forward again, she thought of the past.
He used to tease her just like this. He loved to watch her just like this - so ardently, as though he could drip honey from his eyes. Only when she blushed in shy anger would he gently press his lips to hers.
Back then, she genuinely believed that he loved her.
It was a lie if she said she wasn't nervous at this moment. She tried to calm herself down, but her heart was still pounding wildly...
Just as their lips were about to touch, Li Chengyun's lips suddenly slid towards Yu Jingrong's ear: "Your face is so red. Are you running a fever?"
The three words "running a fever" were uttered vaguely, as if he was suggesting she had a fever, or was just too aroused. Such a biting, black-hearted remark!
Yu Jingrong suddenly flared up, her anger peaking. She raised her hand and punched his arm that was still encircling her. "Let go of me! Or I'll call the cops and say you're kidnapping me!"
Li Chengyun's expression remained unchanged. His face was even closer to hers now. They seemed to be almost touching, yet there was still a tiny gap. "You're right, I'm kidnapping your Durex!"
Having finished speaking, he sat up straight and dismissively flung the Durex onto her lap.