Chapter 88. I've offended you just now. Let me use the rest of my life to make it up to you

"Me..." He Lanjin was both deeply moved and shocked by Qiao Hanye's show of affection. Her mouth felt dry, and she had to step back and stand up when she felt him drawing closer. Her legs, however, gave way, causing her to lose balance and crash into his arms. Her lips serendipitously landed on his.

Qiao Hanye wasted no time and kissed He Lanjin, every nerve of his body screaming as he gave in to something he had long wanted to do. He Lanjin instinctively grabbed Qiao Hanye by the shoulders as she nervously kissed him back.

A soft moan escaped from He Lanjin's throat as Qiao Hanye savored her cherry lips. The kiss seemed to drain her, leaving her so powerless that she had to cling to his embrace.

He Lanjin's lips were like the dry sand of the desert, longing to be nourished by the sweet spring brought about by Qiao Hanye. The kiss started clumsily but built up as Qiao Hanye found encouragement in He Lanjin's response.

He Lanjin groaned softly as her body fell onto the sofa with his support. Qiao Hanye's muscular body pressed down on hers, his fingers caressing her shoulders.

He Lanjin raised her head and Qiao Hanye's kiss slowly trailed down her neck.

Qiao Hanye could hear He Lanjin's delicate breathing as he indulged in her sweetness. But as the winter wind blew through the window, the chill extinguished Qiao Hanye's passion.

"Damn it," Qiao Hanye muttered to himself as he stood up and watched He Lanjin's sweater slide down, revealing her sexy shoulders. She lay on the sofa, her jet-black hair framing her face, making her look exceptionally alluring. Marks of his kiss could be faintly seen on her neck.

Qiao Hanye fixed He Lanjin's sweater, covering another spot his lips wanted to travel to.

He Lanjin sobered up when Qiao Hanye drew back. Her mind went blank; not even in her wildest dreams did she expect that she and Qiao Hanye would kiss. She had always been rational, not allowing herself to lose her sense of propriety. But why did she always turn into a mess in front of him?

He Lanjin turned and got up to leave, but Qiao Hanye quickly hugged her from behind.

Qiao Hanye lowered his head and rested his chin on He Lanjin's shoulder as he hugged her closer to him. "Ah Jin," he said in a hoarse voice. "I'm sorry for offending you just now. I want to spend the rest of my life making it up to you. I want to protect you."

As he whispered in her ear, Qiao Hanye took He Lanjin's small hands and held them tight.

"Oh, so you did that on purpose?" He Lanjin said as she struggled to free herself from Qiao Hanye, who would not let her go.

He hugged He Lanjin tightly, as if afraid that she would run away. "You haven't been home for three days. You're afraid that you'll be abducted by another man, so when you saw me, you naturally couldn't help yourself."

He Lanjin laughed heartily upon hearing what Qiao Hanye said. Finally breaking free from his embrace, she took half a step back to maintain distance from him. She looked him up and down and said, "I can't help myself, huh? Then let me see if you can help yourself."

Just as He Lanjin finished speaking, Qiao Hanye stepped forward and grabbed her by the waist. He lifted her up and spun her around on the spot. "Don't tempt me like that," he said in a low voice. "I won't be able to stand it."

Qiao Hanye's confession overwhelmed He Lanjin. She cried out in fear when she saw him suddenly let go of her.

Qiao Hanye let go of He Lanjin, but he was also quick to catch her and plant her steadily on the floor. "Answer my question," she demanded. "If you don't answer, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

He Lanjin suddenly kicked Qiao Hanye in the shins, causing him to recoil in pain. She turned around and ran out with his car keys.

"Mrs. Qiao, wait for me." Qiao Hanye shouted as he picked up his coat and followed behind He Lanjin. "Mrs. Qiao, Mrs. Qiao."