Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s
Chapter 424 Uncontrolled Impulse

Chapter 424: Chapter 424 Uncontrolled Impulse

In the night, under the streetlamp, his gaze was restrained and filled with pain.

She knew that it was not just her who feared being apart.

"Qin Jian, remember what you’ve said. Even if I’m far away from you, you’re not allowed to change your heart. Your heart can only hold me. You can only love me in this lifetime, only marry me! Otherwise, I won’t marry you and will hate you for the rest of my life!" An Hao tightly grasped his shirt as she spoke.

"Marriage is not a child’s play! Don’t you be capricious! An Hao, you also remember, when I’m not by your side, take good care of yourself. If you have troubles, come over, remember this is your home! Remember, you are my, Qin Jian’s, woman! You can only be my, Qin Jian’s, woman!" Qin Jian looked at her, the blackness of his pupils shining with a domineering and resolute attitude.

"Mhm." An Hao nodded vigorously.

A smile appeared on Qin Jian’s face as his eyes darkened. He pulled An Hao closer, wrapped his long arm around her, and drew her into his embrace.

An Hao was abruptly pulled into his solid chest, encapsulated by the man’s scent.

An Hao’s cheeks turned slightly red, her heartbeat increasing a few beats.

Before she could react, Qin Jian lowered his head and sealed her lips. After several attempts, he became savvier, his tongue prying open her mouth and sweeping every corner, leaving no spot untouched, and then entwined with her soft tongue, tasting her flavor.

An Hao was kissed until she was limp, her heartbeat erratic, completely defenseless... She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing even closer to him. The sounds of wet kissing mixed with labored breaths stood out clearly in the quiet night, stirring up even more intense restlessness...

Even though Qin Jian kept trying to control himself, his touch on An Hao’s body still went out of control.

"Mmm..." An Hao couldn’t help but let out an embarrassed moan, her body twitching as if it were electrocuted, her fair cheeks instantly flushed, her legs gone weak.

Zhang Yun returned to the bedroom and was about to draw the curtains when she unintentionally spotted the scene below. She hurriedly pulled Ning Yibin, who was reading the newspaper on the bed, to see.

Pointing at the couple deep in love and unable to extricate themselves, she said, "Look at your son, look... do you want to suffocate him? When you were thirty, you were vigorous and aggressive like a wolf. You couldn’t sleep without it for a night! Look at your son... How will he manage when he’s sent to the Northwest?"

"Alright, you’ve been complaining all night. It’s a decision from the higher-ups; it’s not something I have control over," Ning Yibin patted Zhang Yun’s shoulder, "Don’t worry! He will eventually get married!"

The two kissed breathlessly, the air was cold, but their breaths were scorching, their hearts searing hot.

"An Hao, you are truly beautiful! I almost lost control just now," Qin Jian said, breathing heavily, trying to calm the agitation in his heart.

An Hao looked up at him and bit her lip as she said, "Qin Jian, if you really want me! Then take me..."

After speaking, she wished she could bite off her own tongue, her cheeks burning as if they were seared with a red-hot iron.

"An Hao... save it for our wedding night. Then I will take you mercilessly..." Qin Jian’s deep and husky voice softly said in her ear.

"Mhm." An Hao nodded softly.

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Qin Jian took An Hao back to the dormitory, and the two shared another affectionate moment before they reluctantly parted.