Chapter 43: Want to Continue

"Ah..."

Su Xiyan let out a low groan, Yan Moci approached hoarsely, "What's wrong?"

She said somewhat embarrassedly, "My foot is numb.."

Yan Moci gave a low laugh, "Heh,"

Su Xiyan gritted her teeth, "Don't laugh!"

"Shh, they're coming."

Hearing Yan Fanqing and Fu Ran's voices drawing nearer, Yan Moci signaled Su Xiyan to stay quiet.

At the same time, he stretched out a hand and gently pressed on Su Xiyan's numb spot, asking, "Is it here?"

Yan Moci inquired in a breathy tone; his voice was so close that Su Xiyan could hardly resist.

A magnetic male voice, like honey laced with poison, exuded an ultimate temptation that made one unable to resist.

Su Xiyan silently nodded, "Mm..."

Looking at Yan Moci's hand resting on her foot, Su Xiyan's sense of shame grew intensely.

She wanted to escape, but the space was indeed too small, and Yan Moci's just-right pressure also genuinely eased her discomfort.

Outside, Fu Ran and Yan Fanqing's conversation showed no sign of stopping, yet feeling Yan Moci's pressure, Su Xiyan's heart felt extraordinarily steady and reassured.

Clearly he is such an overbearing, cold, mercurial person, why does he also have this gentle side?

Gazing at Yan Moci's downcast eyes, Su Xiyan suddenly realized that the two of them were like children deprived of love from childhood, constantly probing each other.

Once they sensed the other retreating a step, they would instantly reveal sharp thorns, wounding both themselves and the other all over.

For a moment, Su Xiyan actually stared blankly.

For Yan Moci, such close-range scrutiny made his whole body feel as if it were being roasted over a fire.

Even though they had just had a huge argument, he now wanted to fiercely embrace her, to devour her bones and flesh.

Suddenly, Yan Moci lifted his head and stared straight at Su Xiyan.

In the dim wardrobe, their gazes met unexpectedly, gradually becoming intense.

Su Xiyan could feel the scorching breath exhaled by Yan Moci, as if it wanted to envelop her entirely, even burning away her reason.

In her panic, Su Xiyan tried to avert her gaze, but before she could move, Yan Moci lowered his head.

Feeling the scorching heat between their lips, Su Xiyan's eyes widened instantly.

She instinctively stepped back, her back hitting the wardrobe with a moderate thud.

!!!

Hearing that sound, Fu Ran, who had always been taut like a string, suddenly felt that string in his mind snap.

"Clatter" he knocked over the tea cup by accident, jumped up in panic, trying to divert Yan Fanqing's attention.

But Yan Fanqing felt triumphant inside; he had finally gotten what he waited for!

Yan Fanqing feigned surprise on his face and asked, "Doctor Fu, are you alright?"

Fu Ran fumbled with paper to wipe the table, apologizing, "Sorry, Professor Yan, I have a little situation here; maybe you should go first?"

Yan Fanqing chuckled, "Doctor Fu, I thought I heard some noise coming from your wardrobe just now."

Fu Ran gave an embarrassed laugh, "You might have misheard."

The next second, Fu Ran saw Yan Fanqing stride straight to the wardrobe; he couldn't stop him in time, and Yan Fanqing flung the door open.

Done for, done for, done for!

Fu Ran screamed inwardly like a groundhog.

Ci Ge will surely kill him! He's utterly useless!

Why didn't he just grab the tea cup and knock Yan Fanqing out earlier!

But unexpectedly, as the wardrobe was flung open, Yan Fanqing's complexion suddenly turned eerily strange.

Fu Ran, who was already preparing his last words, suddenly heard an extremely alluring, languid female voice:

"Oh dear, Fu Ran, I'm really sorry~"

"Still, let your colleague discover it, but you've been talking for far too long; they can't wait any longer, you wouldn't mind, would you?"

Fu Ran furtively glanced inside the wardrobe, dazedly seeing a large expanse of bare skin; he instantly froze, his soul leaving his body as he said, "I don't mind, as long as you're happy."

Finding Fu Ran's answer amusing, the female voice chimed like silver bells, even extending an invitation,

"Professor, you look quite handsome."

"Want to, play together?"

Having said that, with most of her face blocked by Yan Moci's body, only a pair of cat-like, soul‑catching eyes of Su Xiyan remained visible as she blinked toward Yan Fanqing's direction.

Yan Fanqing slammed the door shut, took a deep breath, and smiled at Fu Ran,

"I never expected Doctor Fu to have such a hobby, though at school he should still exercise restraint."

Fu Ran nodded woodenly, "Ah yes, Professor Yan, you're right; I'll pay attention next time."

Watching Yan Fanqing flee as if chased by a dog, Fu Ran stiffly turned his head toward the wardrobe.

He shouldn't be here; he should be under the car.

What should we do now! Or maybe Ci Ge should just kill him outright!

But soon, Yan Moci and Su Xiyan walked out of the wardrobe.

Seeing the two act as if nothing had happened, Fu Ran sighed, "Tomorrow, the whole Jingdu University will hear about my wardrobe in the lab... sigh..."

An innocent young man, his reputation ruined.

Su Xiyan tried to comfort him, "You should think; perhaps Yan Fanqing won't spread this."

Fu Ran shook his head dejectedly, "The lab is my wife; now in my heart she's been defiled."

Yan Moci frowned, snorted coldly, "Can't even stop a single person."

Ah, sorry, he's just a useless thing!

"Let's go, that trick just now can only fool Yan Fanqing for a moment; once he comes to his senses he'll definitely go to the old house."

We must go back now immediately.

After saying that, Yan Moci took the lead and walked out.

The two quickly got back into the car, and the cramped interior somehow made them feel as if they were sitting across the Chu-Han border, with a clear Wei-Jin divide.

The atmosphere inside the car was quiet to the point of being eerie.

Su Xiyan's mind involuntarily conjured up what had just happened during that terrifying moment.

After the sound rang out, both of them jolted awake.

In the panic, Su Xiyan heard Yan Moci ask her, "Can you shout?"

Su Xiyan didn't understand, "Shout what?"

"Tsk."

Yan Moci let out a light scoff, moved close, and his exhaled hot breath made Su Xiyan shiver all over, "Just like this."

Su Xiyan gritted her teeth, "No."

Yan Moci chuckled, "Forget it, I won't make things difficult for you."

After saying that, he actually was about to push the door and go out.

Su Xiyan tightly closed her eyes, reached out to Yan Moci, and immediately began undoing his buttons; after finishing them,

Under Yan Moci's deep and dim gaze, Su Xiyan without hesitation began undoing her own buttons.

When it came to the third button, Yan Moci suddenly reached out and restrained Su Xiyan's movement.

He leaned in and whispered, "Any more than this, and no one but me may see."

The next second, the cramped wardrobe was flung open with a bang.

Recalling this, Su Xiyan's ears suddenly rang,

"Yanyan, do you want to continue?"