Qi Yemo and Ye Huanyu danced lightly in the hall. In their eyes, except for each other in front of them, everything around them was constantly spinning.

One song followed by another song.

Until later, Ye Huanyu gently wrapped his hands around Qi Yemo's neck, leaned his head on his chest, and listened to his heavy and powerful heartbeat.

Qi Yemo also wrapped his hands tightly around Ye Huanyu's waist, and his chin gently pressed against Ye Huanyu's head, smelling the faint fragrance emitted by her hair.

They seemed to have reached a tacit understanding, without saying parting, without saying care, without saying anything more. Time might have slowed down at this moment.

In this way, their pace slowed down. They were no longer dancing, but were already staying in the already mottled picture.

Hug each other tightly...

At this moment, the sky outside the villa is shining with stars, the bright moon is in the sky, and the tired birds return to their nests. Everything is silent everywhere. Only the city not far from the foot of the mountain still exudes eternal vitality.

In the swaying candlelight, the two of them had fallen on the wide and soft sofa.

The soothing music continued, Ye Huanyu was stuck on the sofa, and his body was no longer full of strength.

Perhaps she was tired, or perhaps it was the effect of alcohol. She closed her eyes slightly, opened her red lips lightly, and her breathing was even and soothing with the fragrance of red wine, blowing on the handsome face that was gently pressing on her body.

At this moment, every nerve in his body had been moved by the woman beneath him.

After hesitating for a while, he still leaned down gently and wrapped her red lips tightly...

Ye Huanyu didn't feel anything unusual, nor did he resist.

Maybe she had already made such mental preparations, or maybe she felt a little reluctant at this moment.

This is like the Stockholm effect: the victim has feelings for the criminal, causing the victim to have a good impression of the perpetrator and is dependent on him...

People are so strange. When they have everything, they don’t cherish it, nor do they know how to cherish it, and may even feel a little disgusted or bored. But once they lose it, they begin to feel sorry and regret it. The good things they used to be vivid in their minds.

This villa, which was built in front of the mountain and poured all the thoughts of Qi Yemo, was not accepted by its owner.

But on this warm night, its designer and its owner who do not accept it blend into one.

This may be a way to say goodbye, say goodbye to the past self and say goodbye to a past unforgettable experience.

That night, she had a long dream, met many people, many things, and had both pain and happiness.

Ye Huanyu slowly opened her eyes. She was greeted by the beginning of a new day, but she was facing the mottled wall.

She vaguely remembered the candlelight dinner last night, the dance that danced a few songs, and even...

"Hu..." She breathed out a long breath as if she had finally floated to the surface from the deep sea.

He lifted the blanket covering himself, sat up, turned his head to look at the dining table not far away. The candles on the luxurious candlesticks had burned out, and what he left had turned into red tears.
Chapter completed!