Wang Yan stood there dazedly, staring at Beiming Xue, his whole body boiling with hot blood, as if everything around him had disappeared at that moment. In Wang Yan's eyes, the entire world was reduced to just Beiming Xue.
"What's wrong with me? Why is my heart racing? Why is my whole body boiling with hot blood?"
"Why do I have this urge to hold Xue'er in my arms?"
"Is this Demon Art? Doesn't seem like it? Is this the Demon Pattern Divine Technique? Doesn't seem like that either?"
"What exactly did Xue'er do to me? Why does a single word from her have such power?"
Wang Yan's heart was racing and turning, yet his eyes never left Beiming Xue.
Beiming Xue was being stared at by Wang Yan's focused and fiery gaze, her face instantly flushed, and she couldn't help but lower her head, burying it deep in her chest, but her heart kept pounding, and her pretty face became redder and redder, like a ripe red apple.
The words Beiming Xue had just uttered came out casually without any preparation.
It was because she heard Wang Yan wanted to thank her, and suddenly she felt willing to do anything for Wang Yan, and whatever she did, it would be of her own will, without expecting any repayment from Wang Yan.
She even had the thought that even if Wang Yan wanted her, she would give herself to him without hesitation.
That's why the usually shy Beiming Xue, at that moment was flooded with a great courage from within, and it was this courage that let Beiming Xue utter the words she just did.
Although those words were whispered, Beiming Xue was fully aware of what she was saying.
However, after speaking, Beiming Xue felt worried and scared in her heart, she was worried that Wang Yan heard, and scared that Wang Yan didn't hear.
Worried that if Wang Yan heard he would blame her recklessness, scared that Wang Yan would consider her a frivolous girl.
"What to do? What to do? Beiming Xue, Beiming Xue, how have you become so unreserved."
"It's over, it's over, Wang Yan must have heard what I just said, otherwise he wouldn't be looking at me with such eyes."
"Wang Yan must consider me a frivolous girl now, Beiming Xue, you're done for." Google seaʀᴄh ɴo(v)elFɪre.ɴet
For a moment, Beiming Xue's heart was filled with anxiety, like fifteen buckets fetching water, up and down.
Beiming Xue kept her head down but wanted to see how Wang Yan actually looked at her, so she lifted her long eyelashes, her beautiful eyes looking through the long hair hanging over her forehead, sneakily looking towards Wang Yan.
At this moment, Wang Yan was also looking at Beiming Xue.
Their gazes suddenly locked together, sparking an intense flame, the flame having an adhesive nature that glued their gazes together, unable to separate.
In Beiming Xue's eyes, Wang Yan's eyes, though still deep and unfathomable, seemed like a flame at that moment, able to melt her instantly.
And in Wang Yan's eyes, Beiming Xue's eyes, still as clear as ever, now appeared like the purest lake beneath a snow mountain, clear to the bottom at a glance, making one want to dive into the lake, swimming joyfully.
They looked at each other, completely ignoring everyone around them.
Their gazes grew ever more intense, their breaths heavier, gradually leaning their bodies towards each other.
As Wang Yan got closer to her, the masculine aura emanating from his body grew stronger, like a mesmerizing incense, causing Beiming Xue to gradually lose herself.
Beiming Xue gently closed her eyes and lifted her face upwards, her tender pink lips slightly pursed.
Looking at Beiming Xue's tender lips, Wang Yan felt as if those lips possessed an attractive magic power, drawing him closer and closer.
Their lips grew increasingly close, slowly approaching each other.
All around were many people, Sun Da, San, Fang, Li, dozens in total.
Sun Da and Fang, with their experienced eyes, instantly saw the mutual affection and involuntarily pulled San, Li, and others back from the scene.
Leaving just Wang Yan and Beiming Xue in place.
Their lips were almost about to touch.
Suddenly, a loud roaring engine sound came from afar, as a black Maserati rushed over, instantly arriving before everyone.
The car door opened, and Ouyang Feiting jumped out of the driver's seat.
"Wang Yan gege!" Ouyang Feiting excitedly called out to Wang Yan as she leapt from the driver's seat.
However, as soon as she spoke, Ouyang Feiting saw Wang Yan and Beiming Xue standing together in a very ambiguous manner, and she froze on the spot, a hint of pain appearing on her face.
"Did Wang Yan gege ultimately choose Beiming Xue?"
Ouyang Feiting's heart ached tremendously, her eyes brimming with tears instantly.
When she first met Wang Yan, Ouyang Feiting had no particular feeling for him, even rather disliked him.
But during the island trip, Wang Yan not only beat her at her best skill of survival on deserted islands but also saved her from volcanic magma, softening the always tough and competitive Ouyang Feiting gradually.
However, Ouyang Feiting didn't develop feelings for Wang Yan back then.
Yet, Ouyang Feiting and Beiming Xue viewed each other as rivals, and to outshine Beiming Xue, Ouyang Feiting decided to snatch Wang Yan from her.
Originally, Ouyang Feiting thought she would take Wang Yan and then determine how to treat him based on her mood.
But this past month, spending day and night with Wang Yan, she unknowingly developed deep feelings for him.
Feelings so deep that even Ouyang Feiting herself hadn't realized.
It wasn't until she saw Wang Yan and Beiming Xue about to kiss that she felt her heart tearing apart.
This heart-wrenching pain made Ouyang Feiting realize that she truly loved Wang Yan, and loved him madly, to the marrow of her bones, with a boundless, irreversible passion.
Seeing her tears about to spill from her eyes, Ouyang Feiting gritted her teeth, forcibly holding back the tears, though they filled her eyes more and more, quickly brimming.
A voice echoed in Ouyang Feiting's heart: Only when the tears filled my eyes did I realize how much I love you.
Just as Wang Yan and Beiming Xue's lips were about to meet, they were suddenly startled by Ouyang Feiting's voice, awakening them as if from a dream.
Instantly, they each stepped back half a step, both their faces flushed, like being caught doing something wrong.
But then Wang Yan caught sight of the tears in Ouyang Feiting's eyes, and at the same instant, he felt a thick, heart-wrenching sensation emanating from her.
This aching sensation infected Wang Yan instantly, causing his heart to ache as if it were about to split open.
(The recent state is good, ready to continue adding more. For today, just five updates to try, with two this afternoon and three this evening.)