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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nShen Liangchuan slowly walked in front of her and looked down at her.

nShe must have been really tired to be sleeping so deeply. Her brow was tightly furrowed, it looked as if she had unsolvable problems even in her sleep.

nWhen her silky black hair was spread on the sofa, it made her fair porcelain face look even fairer.

nHer cherry red lips were half opened and her breathing was even. She looked… really cute.

nShen Liangchuan’s gaze slowly became gentle.

nHe saw her hug herself with her arms, so he subconsciously walked to the side and grabbed a blanket. After he covered her with it, she relaxed her creased brow comfortably.

nHe couldn’t resist her peaceful look and stuck his hand out to caress her face.

nHe was suddenly struck by a thought—if time was able to stop at that moment, how good would that be?

nOr rather, if time had stopped at that moment eight years ago, how good would that have been?

nQiao Lian opened her eyes drowsily. She took some time to get used to the dim lighting in the room and realize where she was. And when she did, her drowsiness immediately disappeared and she hurriedly stood up. As she did so, she was stunned at the sight of the blanket on her, which had fallen onto the floor.

nWho had placed the blanket on her?

nShe turned her head and observed her surroundings. She realized that there was light from the balcony.

nAs she slowly made her way over, she was met with the sight of Shen Liangchuan sitting on a chair at the balcony.

nHis expression was cold and in front of him sat a glass of red wine.

nAt that moment, she suddenly had the illusion that Best Actor Shen seemed to look very lonely.

nUpon hearing her movement, he slowly turned around and looked at her expressionlessly.

nQiao Lian quickly spoke, “Mr. Shen, you’ve finished your phone call? Then, could you help me check why the card was frozen?”

nShen Liangchuan stood up. His masculine stature was so pressurizing, no one dared to exchange eye contact with him.

nShe then heard him say, “Ms. Qiao, allow me to remind you. Do you think anyone will still be at work at such an hour?”

nAccompanying his voice, there was a gust of the smell of alcohol.

nQiao Lian couldn’t resist looking at the table, where a few wine bottle were strewn on it. It looked like he had drank a lot tonight.

nAs she was thinking this, she saw him take a step forward, but he tripped with the chair and fell on the ground.

nQiao Lian’s heart jumped and she subconsciously reached over to grab him!

nHowever, Qiao Lian’s small body didn’t have the ability to steady his strong and huge body. It made both of them fall on the floor, with him above Qiao Lian.

nThe surface of the balcony was covered by a layer of thick rug.

nQiao Lian laid on the rug with Shen Liangchuan’s heavy body pressing on top of her.

nThe familiar masculine scent was mixed with a scent of alcohol, causing Qiao Lian to feel momentarily drowsy. His gaze stopped on her face, but he pushed his body up with both his hands beside her body.

nThe moonlight was shining and it made the night even hazier.

nQiao Lian could only feel that her breathing was getting heavier and her heart was pumping faster at that moment. Then, she saw mistiness in his eyes.

nHe slowly lowered his head and suddenly kissed her.

nQiao Lian widened her eyes in shock. Staring at that face in close proximity to hers, her brain was blank.

nThe cooling feeling on her lips made her feel as if she could no longer breathe smoothly.

nThereafter, she felt that he prised her lips apart and stuck his satiny tongue in gently.

nThe kiss was filled with attachment, it felt as if was hard to break apart.

nA drunk Shen Liangchuan was so gentle that she couldn’t bear reject him.

nIt was only until Qiao Lian felt a cold breeze on her body that she suddenly awoke from the daze and realized what was going to take place.

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