Miss Shen ran away after finishing her meal, which angered her short-lived uncle to the point of res

Chapter 318: Turning against guests

Lin Xiaoyan's footsteps lingered on the terrace, and the dial tone of his mobile phone sounded particularly clear in the silence.

Through the flower stand, Shen Feiwan could feel Bo Junxing's breathing becoming heavier and heavier, his hot breath spraying onto her neck.

"He's calling you, looking for you," Bo Junxing's voice was extremely low, tinged with a sour, hoarse tone, a voice only the two people intimately close could hear, "Are you scared?"

Shen Feiwan pursed her lips, almost holding her breath.

She wasn't afraid; her phone was in her bag and on silent, so it wouldn't reveal their location at all.

Seeing her so calm, Bo Junxing suddenly chuckled and pressed his hot lips against her earlobe, "It seems you're not afraid... which is just as good as me."

Before he finished speaking, his kiss fell like a sudden rainstorm outside the window.

First, he gently pecked at her brow, then moved to her trembling eyelashes, and finally pressed heavily against her soft lips.

Shen Feiwan closed her eyes, her body trembling slightly uncontrollably, and her hand holding the hairpin loosened.

This subtle movement was like a pardon. Bo Junxing's large hand immediately roamed along her waistline, and Shen Feiwan could feel the burning heat of his palm even through her clothes.

His long, slender fingers traced her curves inch by inch, lingering at her waist, then slowly moving upwards, finally enveloping her back completely in his palms.

Shen Feiwan's body went limp from his rubbing, and she had to cling to his shoulders to keep her balance.

Just a step away, Lin Xiaoyan was still repeatedly dialing Shen Feiwan's number, completely unaware of what was happening in the corner.

However, if he turned his head slightly, he could see the overlapping figures behind the flower stand; his wife was being held in the arms of another man and kissed passionately.

Bo Junxing seemed to realize this as well, and he deliberately increased the pressure on his lips, as if he wanted to leave his mark on Shen Feiwan's lips.

Shen Feiwan resisted silently, but this only made them press even closer together.

"Don't move..." Bo Junxing warned vaguely between her lips, "If you move again, we'll really be discovered."

Shen Feiwan was extremely annoyed by the suppression. If Lin Xiaoyan hadn't been so close, she would have slapped Bo Junxing's face so badly that it was unrecognizable.

What's even more infuriating is that this bastard's kissing skills have deteriorated drastically; he can only suck on her lips and neck like a hungry wolf.

This annoyed her greatly. Her eyes darkened, and she suddenly took the initiative, biting Bo Junxing's Adam's apple. She showed no mercy and bit through the skin of his Adam's apple with her teeth. The moment Bo Junxing's muscles tensed up.

Bo Junxing was in pain.

But Shen Feiwan didn't give him a chance to speak, and immediately sealed his lips with a kiss that tasted of blood.

The kiss was fierce and urgent, completely different from Bo Junxing's earlier plunder, and carried a blatant sense of revenge.

At the same time, her icy fingers slid down his waistline, deftly prying open the hem of his suit jacket...

Bo Junxing experienced respiratory arrest.

It had been so long since she had touched him like that; the mere warmth of her fingertips sent shivers down his spine.

Blood rushed to one spot, and the taut abdominal muscles beneath the shirt twitched uncontrollably.

He instinctively grabbed Shen Feiwan's wrist, but she retaliated by scratching his waist hard with her fingernails, almost making him cry out.

“You…” Bo Junxing spoke in a hoarse voice during a breath, but Shen Feiwan bit his lower lip even harder.

In the darkness, Shen Feiwan could clearly feel his accelerated heartbeat, burning skin, and the increasingly obvious reaction under the fabric of his suit pants.

This sense of control finally allowed her to regain the initiative. Her fingertips moved in seemingly random circles as she watched with satisfaction as the veins on his forehead bulged.

Bo Junxing felt like he was about to explode. He grabbed Shen Feiwan's waist and suddenly lifted her up, leaving her completely suspended in mid-air between himself and the wall.

This meant that the two of them were pressed together with only a few layers of clothing between them.

No words are needed; passion ignites instantly.

Outside the flower stand, Lin Xiaoyan's footsteps suddenly sounded again, advancing step by step towards the corner...