Deep Love: Young Master's Sweetheart

Yinyin only reacted after he reminded her, and that was indeed the case. Could it be that someone was determined to scare her?

Who could it be?

It seemed like sailing wasn't a clean place either. So her guess was all true.

The two of them sat quietly in the elevator, time slowly passing by. According to common sense, as long as something happened to the elevator, all of them would be discovered at the very first moment and would be saved at the very first moment. But no, it had already been more than ten minutes and there was actually no sound at all.

There was only the sound of him and her breathing.

He pulled her to him and leaned her against his shoulder, just to give her some comfort so she wouldn't be afraid.

Yinyin had wanted to get as far away from him as possible, but in the darkness, she was too flustered to know what was happening. She only wanted to get closer to him.

There was a faint fragrance drifting in the air. The smell was like mint, and it filled the air around her. The smell was so faint that she couldn't help but smell it.

In the midst of the fog, there was a warm feeling.

It was very hot. Her feet had long since kicked off her shoes and stuck close to the wall of the elevator. The wall was very cool and comfortable, but she was still hot.

At the moment, Ke Zhengwei was sitting on the floor of the elevator. Her head was pressed against his body, and the familiar scent of his body caused her heart to tremble.

The smell of mint was getting stronger and stronger. Where did it come from?

However, at this time, her mind had already become somewhat numb. Every sense in her body was desperately telling her that she was very hot, and it was unbearable to be scorched.

The purple dress on her body was so tight that it made her feel uncomfortable.

He tried to unbutton the button on his collar, but his hands were shaking and could not unbutton it.

What's wrong with her? Why is it so hot? When the elevator fell down, she clearly felt a chill, but now she was really hot.

The smell of mint filled her surroundings. Where on earth did that smell come from?

In the darkness, Ke Zhengwei felt as if there was a magnet pulling her body closer to him.

The feeling of being close to him was very comfortable. She told herself in her mind that she was wrong, but she couldn't control her own body. All of her instincts were pressing against him.

He murmured softly, "Hot …" His fingers were even lightly pulling at the collar of his shirt.

"Yinyin …" Ke Zhengwei's charming voice drifted out, causing her to tremble.

"Hot …" It was the only thing that concerned her the most.

"How strange …" He wanted to get up, he wanted to know what had happened, why he felt the heat now, but before he could stand up, Yinyin's hand had grabbed his sleeve, as if she didn't want him to leave her. She clung to him.

"Hot …" As the soft female voice continued, Yinyin's mind was in a bit of a trance.

Heavens, could she not call him that? This kind of fanning the flames would only make things even more …

He reached out his hand and tried to push her away, otherwise, everything would be a mess in the elevator. However, the moment his fingertips touched her, her soft skin was like a magnet that sucked his fingers away, unable to move them away.

This situation was truly abnormal. The alarm bell in Ke Zhengwei's mind rang and rang again and again. It was unlike what he remembered, and he was not like himself. He was crazy to want her.

But it was in the elevator.

How can I?

How can I?

Even if he really did want it, at this moment, the time and place were wrong.

Inside the elevator, it was still pitch black. Ke Zhengwei slowly got used to the darkness in front of him as his face gradually turned red. At this moment, she was acting strange.

The scent of mint grew stronger and stronger. It must be it, it must be working.

Who was so vicious that they actually created this elevator incident? They actually put this kind of gas inside the elevator, just to make him and Yinyin …

I can't imagine.

"Yinyin, we've fallen into someone else's trap." He was even more upset than she was.

"Mm …" She didn't even seem to react as she let out a soft moan, making him even more fervent.

He traced his fingers across her face. The feeling of her smooth and fragile skin made him unable to restrain himself from leaning towards her …

In that moment of soft and soft touch, as if heavenly thunder had struck the earth, entangled the tongue and tongue, his fingers reached into her lapel, he kneaded her, unwittingly undid one purple button after another, the elevator was silent except for the sound of each other's breathing, a burning desire to vent.

Yinyin was confused. She had never been so confused for a moment before. She had lost herself. Her nature was no longer there, and the medicine had already messed up her mind.

"Yin--" "No!" he whispered, and it seemed impossible to stop.

However, a feeling suddenly hit him, as if there was a pair of eyes staring at him and her from a certain corner of the elevator. Yes, there must be.

He parted his lips and moved his hand away.

Accompanying him was her low moan. It had been three years, but she was actually sexier and more able to seduce men than before. Suddenly, she remembered that A Xiang had said that she and A Xiang had a two year old child.

He suddenly pushed her away and subconsciously mumbled, "Bitch."

But as soon as he said it, he regretted it. He clearly wanted her back. He just hoped that Yin Yin didn't hear those two words.

But Yinyin heard everything clearly. She quivered, and the heat from her body seemed to have faded in an instant. She opened her eyes with all her might, wanting to know what had happened to her.

He was talking about her, wasn't he, because he was alone with her in the elevator.

Struggling to her feet, she backed away and leaned against the elevator. Her body was very soft, and the smell of mint was even stronger.

Her clothes were wide open. Only then did she realize that she was in a really sorry state. Just what did he do to her? How could he be in the elevator …

Anger rose within her, and she once again rushed in front of him, waving her palm in a forceful manner, "You, bastard!"

He thought it would be a resounding slapping sound, but her hand was grabbed by him. "What, you want me to hug you?"

Yinyin felt a little dizzy. What was going on with her? Why was it that every single factor in her body was telling her that she wanted the man in front of her, the ex-husband she'd divorced, Ke Zhenwei?

He lowered his arm, but his hand was still in his grasp. Just what had he done to her? Why did she feel so uncomfortable? "You, despicable man, what have you done?"

She was still in a semi-conscious state as she slowly tried to guess at the situation before her. Everything seemed a little strange.

"You think I did it?" He asked, grabbing her hand with even more force. This stupid woman, she actually thought that it was him who did it, but it was still unknown if she would be sold in the future. He couldn't tell if it was good or bad, but he was helping her.

It was unbearable. An endless wave of heat once again rushed towards her, and it was unable to stop her hazy consciousness, "I …" "I …" The free hand had unconsciously opened the already open lapel.

"Do you want it?" In fact, he felt worse than she did, but the man's willpower still made him sober. He had already seen this type of incense before. He had been touched by a woman before, and that woman's fate was to disappear from A City. At this moment, he could save her, but he was afraid that the price would be very, very high. The one who could not afford to lose would be Yinyin, not him, because he was a butterfly within flowers and had already tasted the allure and beauty of countless stamens.

She felt terrible. She gritted her teeth to prevent her voice from spilling out. The man in front of her was so charming that she wanted to swallow him in one bite.

She didn't want any reservation, any identity, any image. She only wanted him, only him.

He climbed up to his neck and hung himself on top of his toes. A familiar feeling came over him, causing his reason to collapse once again. There was no response, but her actions told her the answer.

The corner of his mouth raised into a wry smile. He didn't expect that he would need to use such a method to obtain her. It was a bit fake. Although he wanted to, he was able to restrain himself.

"If I'm not wrong, the elevator door will open in five minutes." he analyzed himself.

"Mm …" She didn't seem to be in any shape or form. Her arms were still wrapped around him.

"Do you want more people to see me leaning in with you?" Even if she wanted to, he didn't want her to be seen naked.

He came back to his senses and asked, "What did you say?"

"Yin, someone drugged this elevator." He could only speak the truth, clenching his teeth, unable to bear the swelling in his lower abdomen. Could she please release him, because he no longer had the strength to push her away, and perhaps he did not even expect her to leave, but now his reason was in the upper hand. He lightly patted her face, trying to bring her back to life.

She suddenly became more clear-headed, and everything was replayed in front of her. As her consciousness recovered, her scorching hot breath sprayed onto his neck, making it itch, "What should we do?" She really didn't know what to do with such a scene.

The eyes in the elevator must still be watching him and her. The man was waiting for the right moment.

But he really couldn't do that.

However, all the initiative was not on him or her. The phone was out of order, the elevator was out of order, and the sky was too low to scream or scream.

At this moment, even the air was boiling hot. Perhaps there was only one solution, but his Yinyin definitely could not, and he …

he thought, pressing himself against her and slowly backing away until he was holding her against the corner of the elevator.