Yin Feng ate at a leisurely pace, occasionally looking up to see the dark crown of her head. He could catch the faint scent of her post-bath fragrance, which inexplicably stirred that same joy and excitement within him. He thought self-mockingly, after all these years, when had he ever imagined that one day he would exhaust all his tricks to flirt with a fully armed policewoman...
He suddenly felt a strong urge to reach out and touch the top of her head.
Since he wanted to, he would take it.
Just as he was about to extend his hand, a familiar voice suddenly echoed in his ears, cheerfully saying, "A Xu, look! I can curl a bean sprout with my tongue!"
A faint pain throbbed in his head again, and images flashed rapidly through his mind—he saw himself sitting in the shabby police station cafeteria, foolishly curling a bean sprout with his tongue and even spitting it out to show the woman!
Disgusting!
The woman also wore a look of disgust, lowering her head, yet the corners of her mouth were curved in a smile.
That faint smile, in his memory, seemed to glow.
He felt so clearly the happiness he had experienced back then, yet why did a trace of bitterness well up in his heart, along with the same pain and sorrow he had felt after climbing out of the swimming pool that day...
You Mingxu sensed something unusual and looked up to find Yin Feng staring intently at her, his gaze dark and filled with shock and pain. Her heart skipped a beat, and she set down her chopsticks. "What's wrong?"
Yin Feng lowered his head, hiding the slight redness in his eyes, and replied, "It's nothing. I just remembered something from the past, something about the two of us."
You Mingxu was taken aback for a moment, then lowered her head and continued finishing her favorite dish from the plate in front of her. Yin Feng had expected her to ask, thinking it would lighten the mood, but to his surprise, she showed no curiosity. An inexplicable irritation stirred within him, though he kept it to himself.
After the meal, the chef cleared the table and replaced the dishes with fresh tea, pastries, and fruits. The two sat quietly across from each other for a while before Yin Feng said, "The night has deepened, and the view is even better over there. Shall we go take a look?"
You Mingxu stood up, and he led her to the side facing the lake.
He was right—the night had indeed deepened, with a few stars beginning to dot the sky. From here, they could see the vast expanse of the lake and mountains, as well as the glittering high-rises surrounding Xiangcheng. Despite being not far from the city center, this place offered a rare tranquility and unique scenery, providing a panoramic view of Yuelu's landscape.
Standing side by side, Yin Feng smiled and said, "I bought this house nine years ago, back when property prices were at their lowest. Still, it cost me all the royalties I’d earned over those years. I thought this would be my dream house—secluded from the world, with unparalleled scenery. I could live here for a lifetime."
You Mingxu remained silent.
His hand gently rested on her shoulder as he said, "A Xu, I'm sorry for forgetting everything before. I'm slowly remembering now. Give me a chance to win you back, okay?"
You Mingxu’s heart trembled.
No amount of rationality could suppress the faint glimmer of hope stubbornly rising within her.
She turned to look at him, her voice slightly hoarse. "What have you remembered?"
Yin Feng’s eyes, clear and deep as water, fixed on her under the night sky and city lights.
Then, a dry, warm palm gently covered her eyes, plunging her vision into darkness.
"A Xu, I want more," he whispered softly, just like that person, in a tender, pleading tone.You Mingxu's nose tingled with emotion as the man's lips covered hers. A familiar scent, yet with an unfamiliar intensity. He kissed with overwhelming dominance, forcing her tongue into retreat until it was caught and repeatedly ravaged by his.
Her vision blocked, You Mingxu instinctively pulled back, but his other hand supported her waist, gently pressing her against the balcony edge. He rested the back of her head against it, chuckled softly, and deepened the kiss with renewed urgency.
This was a kiss that had been too long in coming, arriving too abruptly. Held in his embrace, You Mingxu felt tremors radiating from her tongue, crashing wave after wave through her body. Whenever she tried to evade, he pursued more fiercely. His hand slid familiarly beneath her police uniform, pausing briefly before beginning to explore and knead with delicate precision, leaving her entire lower back numb and pliant.
After a momentary surrender, You Mingxu let out a soft murmur and pressed her hands against his face. He stilled his movements as she bit back, their tongues tangling in frantic collision. She clearly heard Yin Feng's muffled groan, his breathing growing unsteady before he pinned her firmly against the balcony as if trying to merge their bodies into one.
You Mingxu felt that familiar impulse again—to descend into ruin with him, to embrace destruction together, to abandon all reason in desperate entanglement. His body, his touch, even his restrained panting still held such powerful allure. That extreme, secret ecstasy they'd shared countless times before. And now, perhaps because of prolonged suppression and the lingering betrayal, the impulse surged more violently than ever, seeping into every inch of her skin and bones with each kiss and caress, threatening to drown her rationality.
Yin Feng hadn't anticipated the intensity of these sensations either, how they'd ambushed him so completely. He'd deliberately flirted with her today, deliberately feigned vulnerability while mentioning those fragmented memories to soften her heart. In his original plan, this should have been a brief, tentative kiss. If he appeared too eager or passionate, it would seem undignified and might arouse her suspicion. The approach should be gradual, drawing her back into his orbit step by step. As for how long this possessiveness would last, how long his interest would endure—that would depend on fate.
But reason vanished in an instant, leaving his entire body tense and parched. He couldn't suppress the overwhelming urge to claim more, so much more. Unaware that his eyes had reddened, he found every breath she exhaled like a potent drug. When she lifted her head to reciprocate the kiss, his whole body trembled. A voice screamed repeatedly in his mind: "A Xu... A Xu..." nearly making him cry out loud. When she gently bit the corner of his mouth, he actually moaned aloud—something that had never happened before. Every move this woman made seemed to strike directly at his most sensitive points.
Panting lightly, he didn't want to stop, couldn't possibly stop now. Mere kissing and touching could no longer satisfy him. He unfastened the buttons of her police uniform and began kissing her neck, the tenderness of that spot almost making him lose all composure! His eyes faintly red in the darkness, he nibbled delicately at her neck while whispering coaxingly in her ear: "Come to my room? It's just downstairs. I'll carry you."
He knew if he didn't have this woman today, he might spiral out of control, might go mad.
The response came as a soft yet firm hand pressed against his face, slowly pushing him away.
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