Chapter 119: The Tender Care of Two Beauties

(Recommend the new urban novel "Black-collar" book number 1746336, after Diao Lang’s completion of the 6 million-word masterpiece "Wealth and Beauty")

Just as Yurong was lowering her head to kiss Li Yan, the lights in the hallway suddenly dimmed, leaving only some light at the far ends. Near the elevator where they were, it was completely dark.

Yurong was slightly startled, "Why did the lights suddenly go out? Could something have happened to Yue Yao?"

Li Yan thought for a moment, "It shouldn’t be a problem. I think Yue Yao might feel embarrassed if she saw you giving me mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, or she might worry that the surveillance cameras would capture it, which might affect your reputation. So she must have run to find the switch and deliberately turned off the lights."

"Is that so?" Yurong wasn’t entirely sure, but since this floor was now so quiet, if something had happened to Yue Yao, she would not have turned off the lights but would have at least managed to call out.

"Continue!" Li Yan felt a bit awkward about tricking her into giving a kiss, but since he had already said it plainly and she didn’t refuse, it was a different matter entirely.

However, for Zhang Yurong, initiating a kiss with Li Yan required the right atmosphere. She had been moved and was already feeling excited. Even though he said that mouth-to-mouth wasn’t actually needed, she was ready to go for a direct lip-to-lip kiss. But with the interruption caused by the lights going out, her focus was slightly dispersed, and she felt a bit embarrassed to continue the kiss.

Especially after hearing Li Yan say ’continue,’ she was left speechless for a moment. But the embarrassment was just momentary; in the dark, her hesitations lessened. So after he finished speaking, Yurong hesitated a bit but then leaned down to plant the kiss!

Even though it’s still mouth-to-mouth, blowing air in resuscitation is quite different from a kiss. At that moment, Zhang Yurong, although she justified it as helping with resuscitation, was in fact kissing his lips. When their lips touched, they both quivered slightly...

It wasn’t a physical shiver but a tremor from the heart!

Though it wasn’t a particularly safe or romantic environment, and the two weren’t kissing for the first time, before it was mostly Li Yan taking the initiative, sometimes sneaking kisses, or playfully seducing her like at noon. But this time, both were fully aware that it was Zhang Yurong’s voluntary kiss! Her first willing and initiative kiss! So merely a lip-to-lip contact, not even a deep kiss, already gave both the sense of "finally."

After their lips touched, Yurong’s delicate pink cherry lips seemed not quite accustomed to it, pulling away slightly from surprise, leaving just an inch of distance in the air. At that moment, not only were Li Yan’s eyes closed, but Yurong’s were shut as well, driven purely by feeling. With just an inch apart, she could feel Li Yan’s breathing wash over her face, which made her a bit uneasy and old feelings emerge, a close sensation of a male’s breath she’s never meticulously experienced before in prior hurried kisses.

Similarly, it’s a mix of anticipation, allure, and desire. He could sense her slightly hurried breaths and catch a whiff of a faint feminine fragrance, but he dared not and did not wish to suddenly lean over and frighten her, so he continued to wait, wait for her to once again close the gap.

Unaware of how many seconds passed, only feeling like their breaths were mingling, Yurong forgot her surroundings, and her emotions steadied. In that instant, she even temporarily forgot their rifts and conflicts, forgot about the matter with Little Yu. She no longer hesitated, gradually leaning down again; an inch isn’t far, and soon their lips were reunited.

Perhaps kissing is a human instinct, it’s merely about practice and technique, not a question of knowing how. Even the inexperienced intuitively know how to engage their lips.

When discussing experience, Zhang Yurong was obviously lacking. She couldn’t recall how Li Yan moved when he kissed her. Now, it was entirely subconscious, only feeling that with their lips meeting, the noses would somewhat impede, prompting her to naturally adjust the position and angle of her face and lips.

After a long while, their lips parted. Yurong raised her lips a few inches, looking at Li Yan’s naturally content face in the dim light nearby, finding some comfort.

This kiss was not their first, nor was it an intense, passionate one. If captured from a movie’s perspective, it would simply appear gentle and aesthetically pleasing without much thrill. Yet to her, it was genuinely her first kiss—fully engaged, with both softly, slowly experiencing, slowly savoring a sweet encounter. It’s a kiss worthy of deep reflection and memorable recollection!

...

"Thank you," Li Yan said softly.

Zhang Yurong was a bit embarrassed, "Is there... a need to say thank you?"

A kiss can convey heartfelt emotions. Li Yan understood that at least for that moment, she completely accepted him.

At that moment, the lights in the corridor turned back on.

They had no idea how long the lights had been off, or where Yue Yao had gone. Now with the lights back on, it was likely a sign from Yue Yao that it was time for her to return.