590 The Secret About the Past 208 (1/2)
He smiled and answered, ”No.”
Jin Qingyue was relieved to hear his answer.
She got up and lay atop him before lowering her head to kiss him gently.
Ling Ciye's lips were cold, and his breath reeked of alcohol even though he had already brushed his teeth.
The deep, passionate smooching sent both of their hormones raging uncontrollably.
She supported herself on both arms, which she placed on either side of Ling Ciye's body. She then pressed her body against his chest, after which he grabbed her breasts and began fondling them gently.
Jin Qingyue opened her mouth slightly and moaned in pleasure.
Both of their breathing began to quicken.
Once the foreplay was done and they were both in the mood, Ling Ciye held her waist with both hands and thrust his hips upward, penetrating her instantly.
Jin Qingyue gasped in shock and was moved into a different position involuntarily.
She lay below while he flipped his body and pinned her beneath him. ”Brother…” she called coquettishly.
”Call me that again,” Ling Ciye, pleased to hear her address him that way.
”Brother.”
”Again.”
”Brother…”
The beach was breezy while it was hot and steamy inside the tent as they held each other with a burning passion.
After climaxing several times, Jin Qingyue was exhausted beyond imagination and could not close her legs. He finally decided to stop.
As it turned out, he was amazing in bed.
She removed her makeup and snuggled up into his arms to sleep.
—
”Where did Qingyue go after leaving Bao'er here?”
”Young Sir, Missy said that she went camping with Mr. Ling and she won't be picking Bao'er up tonight. Mr. Ling's love life is blooming,” Fan Shixin said with a chuckle.
Jin Qingyan rolled his eyes and asked, ”Why are you happy about his love life? I read about the news of a fire breaking out in the Autumn Palace last night. What exactly happened?” Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.
”I heard that the fire broke out in Tuoba Danxue's mansion. There were two casualties, one was the head cook and the other was her servant. The cause of the fire was said to be a kerosene explosion.”
”Is that so? I'll be attending Tuoba Gucheng's wedding at the Autumn Palace in a few more days. Is my suit ready yet?” Jin Qingyan asked.
”We're preparing it, it'll be ready by tomorrow.”
Jin Qingyan stood up and said, ”I'm going to bed.”
”Young Sir, you're going to bed so soon? It's only eight o'clock now. Don't you usually only go to bed after nine o'clock?” Fan Shixin asked in puzzlement.
”We'll be going to the Autumn Palace in a few days. Do you want to see me looking weary and haggard? I don't want others to think that I'm in bad shape just because I'm twice-divorced. I want them to know that I'm still living well even though I've already gotten a divorce.”
”Young Sir, by 'others,' do you mean Ms. An?” Fan Shixin exposed him cruelly.
Jin Qingyan squinted and exclaimed, ”You're reading too much into things!”
Fan Shixin pursed his lips while watching Jin Qingyan make his way upstairs hurriedly. He was bent on the fact that the latter was referring to An Xiaoning.
Upon returning to his room, Jin Qingyan took out a pack of sleeping pills from the drawer, popped a few into his mouth, and washed them down with cold water.
He lay down in bed and began sleeping.
He initially thought that he would sleep peacefully all the way until daybreak. Yet, he woke up abruptly in the middle of the night, feeling a strange ache from head to toe.
He could not quite put a finger on which spot the pain was coming from. However, it was so acute and sharp that he shelled up and curled into a ball.
The excruciating pain caused him to break out in cold sweat.
He tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.
When daybreak arrived, he immediately proceeded to visit a doctor.
Strangely enough, all the tests and physical examinations showed that there were no abnormalities. The doctor also mentioned that he was perfectly fine with no ailments or illnesses.