Quick Travel to the Clouds

Chapter 403 Yun Xiaqing 10

Time seemed to be stretched out, stuck on the edge of suffocation.

In the end, Yun Chu frowned unconsciously again, twisting his body slightly to get rid of the heavy pressure. His nails unconsciously scratched the tense skin of his arm. The slight tingling sensation was like a needle, accurately piercing his balloon that was about to explode.

"Huh..." A long and dull sigh came from the depths of Han Yanzhi's chest, carrying a hint of indescribable pain and relief.

The raging flames seemed to be forced into the icy sea, extinguished deep in his eyes, leaving only a bottomless darkness.

He used all his strength and willpower to prop himself up, turned to one side, and fell heavily onto the ground at the edge of the bed, his back leaning against the cold bed frame.

The sound of rapid breathing was clearly audible, and the chest rose and fell violently.

He didn't dare look at the person on the bed again. He just lowered his head and wiped his face vigorously with his rough and powerful hands, trying to wipe away the remaining heat and out-of-control thoughts.

After resting for a long time, until his breathing became more stable and his heartbeat stopped beating like a drum, Han Yanzhi stood up again.

This time, he completely suppressed all his emotions, and his movements returned to his usual calmness, but that calmness was accompanied by a kind of almost resolute restraint.

They had sex before at his house, but this time it was at Yun Chu's house, and there were other people at home.

Han Yanzhi restrained himself.

He gently straightened Yun Chu's body and made her lie down, his movements gentle and slow, and carefully brushed away the few strands of her sweaty long hair that were scattered on her cheeks.

Then he filled a basin with warm water and soaked the towel.

He did not hide anything. Under the dim desk lamp, he used a warm towel to carefully and gently wipe Yun Chu's forehead, cheeks, sweaty neck and arms, as if he was taking care of the most precious and fragile treasure.

Yun Chu seemed to feel comfortable as the warm water gently wiped her. Her brows relaxed slightly, and she hummed softly like a kitten having its fur stroked. She fell into a deep sleep again, completely unaware of the thrilling few seconds just now and the sweat and forbearance after the fierce battle with the man beside her.

After confirming that she was no longer feeling unwell, Han Yanzhi lifted the basin and took a deep look at her sleeping face. He retreated silently and gently closed the door.

The moonlight shines through the window lattice, softly illuminating the woman sleeping on the bed.

The bamboo mat was cold. Yun Chu turned over, but seemed to feel a little empty, so he subconsciously curled up again.

In the shadow of the door frame, in front of the gap of the door that had just closed, Han Yanzhi did not leave immediately.

He leaned against the wall outside the door, his figure almost swallowed by the darkness. He took out a cigarette and lit it with trembling hands. The scarlet flame flickered in the darkness.

He took a deep breath of the cigarette, and as the smoke swirled, it seemed as if he wanted to expel all the churning, boiling magma in his chest.

……

The light from the sky flowed through the window lattice like melted glass, dyeing Yun Chu's sleeping face the color of warm jade.

She curled up in Han Yanzhi's arms, her breath brushing lightly against his chest, and the shadow cast by her eyelashes trembled slightly in the morning light.

Han Yanzhi's fingertips touched the corner of Yun Chu's lips, and the touch was as soft as a newly opened petal.

A scorching breath suddenly rushed up her throat! Han Yanzhi's breathing suddenly became heavy and short, her jawline stretched as hard as the hardest rock, and the skin on her Adam's apple, which her fingertips had "accidentally" touched, suddenly tightened and rolled!

The soft, golden morning light penetrated the gaps in the window lattice and fell gently on Yun Chu's face, as if it was a gift from heaven.

The light was so clear and precise that it clearly highlighted her plump lips from her sleeping outline!

There was no rouge, no deliberate movements, and even a slight peeling due to thirst after waking up from drunkenness.

But the lips are plump and natural, and the color is a healthy rosy texture illuminated by the morning light, like ripe berries stained with dew, exuding an incomparable, dormant, and defenseless temptation in the quiet air!

Han Yanzhi's pupils shrank sharply in an instant!

The already surging torrent in my chest suddenly broke through the last dam!

A night of perseverance, restraint, suppressed desire, the echoes of countless self-warnings... at this moment, it all collapsed! Will collapsed like an avalanche!

He wanted to kiss her!

Right now!

right here!

In her unaware and defenseless sleep!

This thought was like the most primitive wildfire, instantly igniting all his senses and nerves!

The blood roared like thunder in his ears, and a scorching white light began to appear at the edge of his vision. Only the two lips, glowing faintly in the morning light, became the only focus of the entire world!

Han Yanzhi's rough and dry lower lip directly rolled over the tiny peeling spots on Yun Chu's lips. His movements were gentle and a little passionate.

His teeth seemed to have accidentally knocked against her soft lower lip—perhaps leaving a subtle mark or pain? But this insignificant collision did not affect the momentum of the attack.

The hot breath, with the turbidity of a sleepless night and a strong, aggressive scent belonging to a man, sprayed violently on Yun Chu's cold, slightly raised neck and cheek skin like burning volcanic ash!

The heat burned her tightly closed eyelashes so much that they began to tremble subconsciously like spasms!

Just when the kiss reached its deepest and most brutal moment, Yun Chu's eyelashes suddenly fluttered open!

She stretched out her arms, hugged Han Yanzhi, and kissed him back.

Han Yanzhi clasped his palms on the back of her neck and deepened the kiss...

Before losing control, Han Yanzhi stood up.

Han Yanzhi's deep voice rang out: "When we get back to my place, I will definitely take care of it..."

Yun Chu's cheeks were flushed and there was a smile in her eyes.

More than ten minutes later, the two got up.

After breakfast, Yun Chu and Han Yanzhi went to work.

Time flies, and Yun Xiaqing successfully received the admission letter from Peking University.

After receiving the notification letter, Yun Xiaqing and several friends went on a graduation trip together.

They were going abroad and were planning to return before military training.

Yun Xiaqing went traveling, and Yun Chu went back to live with Han Yanzhi.

After Yun Xiaqing came back from her trip, Han Yanzhi quietly went to the Yun family and discussed some things with Yun Xiaqing, Sister Guihua and others.

Yun Xiaqing was extremely excited when she heard Han Yanzhi's plan.

After informing Yun Xiaqing and the others, Han Yanzhi went to make arrangements.

The summer heat hadn't completely dissipated, but the evening breeze had already brought a hint of coolness, stirring the dense branches of the old locust tree and casting swaying spots of light on the pristine blue brick floor. The lotus in the stone vat in the corner of the courtyard had half-closed petals, and the golden glow of the setting sun dyed half the sky red.

Han Yanzhi stood in front of the door of the west wing, wearing a neatly ironed white shirt with his sleeves casually rolled up to his forearms. The perseverance and agility he usually showed in his military experience were now tinged with a rare, barely perceptible nervousness.

He took a deep breath. The yard was filled with the aroma of his neighbor's dinner and the faint fragrance of flowers and plants, but his heart was beating particularly strongly.

The door creaked open, and Yun Chu walked out. She was wearing a simple, light blue floral dress, the most popular style this summer. Her jet-black hair was tied loosely behind her head, a few strands of hair brushing against her cheeks in the breeze.

Seeing Han Yanzhi standing at the door, she was a little surprised and curled her eyes: "Why are you standing here in a daze? The wind is quite comfortable tonight."

"Yeah." Han Yanzhi's eyes were deeply locked on her, his gaze so focused that it seemed as if he wanted to carve every frown and smile of the person in front of him into her soul.

That unusual concentration made Yun Chu's smile fade slightly, and a hint of confusion appeared on his face.

He didn't say anything, but just reached out and gently grasped Yun Chu's wrist with an unquestionable yet extremely gentle strength.

His hands were calloused, but he was carefully restraining his strength. Yun Chu's heartbeat inexplicably quickened, but she didn't struggle, letting him lead her across the small courtyard.