A man trying to seduce the police captain: Captain Lu, you're doomed!

No wonder his older brother told him that if he could choose a marriage based on love, he should never choose a marriage of convenience.

Through the smoke, he looked into the half-open car window and saw Su Wan curled up in the passenger seat, like a docile kitten.

For some reason, a kind of pain arose amidst this joy.

It was a dense, agonizing pain that felt like it wanted to slowly torture him.

She really liked him, at least in the past.

And now, he really likes her.

But the timing doesn't seem right for the two of us.

He was slow to realize that she liked him.

Now, he has an epiphany, but she wants to run away—

He truly doesn't want to let go.

Even if it means forcing them, you must keep them by your side.

Soon, he finished one cigarette and lit another.

It wasn't until he had smoked five cigarettes in a row that he realized that he, who had never been a heavy smoker and didn't like smoking, had slowly become addicted since meeting her.

It seems that only smoking can relieve the itch in my heart for her.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to control himself.

It's really hard to control.

Those lips were so beautiful and sweet.

How was he able to refuse before?

That fragrant and soft body, those luscious red lips, and that intense love.

He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out hard, the sparks flashing briefly in the night.

He then walked to the car, without saying a word, opened the passenger door, and carefully picked her up.

Every movement was made with utmost gentleness, as if afraid of waking her.

And she looked so petite in his arms.

Soft and curled up in a ball, carrying a sweet aroma that blends the faint fragrance of her body with the scent of wine.

As if sensing his body temperature, she grumbled in dissatisfaction, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, but she did not wake up.

He held her like that and walked into the elevator.

Inside the elevator, the smooth mirror reflected the two figures.

The tall, imposing man, with his handsome and aloof appearance, yet his eyes held an unyielding tenderness. He carefully held the woman who had slumped into a ball in his arms, his burning gaze fixed on her face. As the light and shadow shifted, their figures intertwined, creating a scene as beautiful as a meticulously crafted, tender painting of the night.

They soon arrived at her floor, and Lu Chenyuan carried her to the door.

He steadily supported her with one hand, and skillfully took the key out of her bag with the other, gently opening the door.

He carried her inside, carefully placed her on the bed, then took off her shoes, turned on the air conditioner to a comfortable temperature, and gently covered her with the air-conditioned blanket.

After completing all the movements in one go, he stood quietly by the bed, as if he had gotten a moment's respite.

I watched her quietly, and as I watched, I suddenly realized that she seemed to be wearing makeup.

He frowned slightly, turned around, and went into the restroom.

I picked up her makeup remover, unsure if it was the right way to use it, so I fetched a basin of warm water, took a towel, and went to the bedside to carefully wipe her face and remove her makeup.

Su Wan was startled awake when the warm water touched her face.

She opened her eyes and looked at Lu Chenyuan, who was wiping her face with a towel, her eyes blank.

After a long moment of shock, I snapped back to reality.

She... she just fell asleep in Lu Chenyuan's car.

But now, why is he in her room, sitting by her bedside wiping her face?

"Lu Chenyuan".

She jumped up almost instantly with a scream, instinctively shrinking back.

Then she snatched the towel from his hand, her voice trembling.

"I'll do it myself."

"What are you doing in my house?"

Looking at her flustered appearance, like a frightened rabbit, Lu Chenyuan smiled with amusement.

But his face remained serious.

"You were asleep, so I carried you up."

"You, you, how could you..."

How could he be so lacking in tact and boundaries?

But she didn't dare say it aloud.

Because she remembered his passionate embrace and uncontrollable kiss on the riverbank.

She was no match for him at all.

He was tall and had incredible arm strength.

He could hold her up with one hand as easily as playing with her.

Moreover, the scorching heat of his palm seemed to linger on her buttocks, burning her skin.

She was too ashamed to speak up, and dared not confront him any further.

Especially at her home, on such a late night, a man and a woman alone in a room, if she angered him, who knows what he might do to her even worse.

That out-of-control kiss was too much for her to bear.

She was in his arms, her whole body and soul trembling.

How could they dare to face whatever might happen next?

All those previous thoughts of actively flirting and deliberately seducing her had long since vanished from her mind, leaving no trace.

All she really wanted was to get away from him simply, let him return to his former calm state, and also let herself catch her breath.

"How could you wash my face? I, I, I..."

She wanted to say, "I can't bear it, and I don't want to bear it."

But seeing his face suddenly darken and the lust that reignited in his eyes, she quickly changed her words, her voice barely audible.

"I'm afraid you won't get it clean enough."

After saying that, she quickly passed by him and ran towards the bathroom as if fleeing.

The door slammed shut with a loud "bang," my back pressed tightly against the door panel, my heart still pounding wildly.

That's scary.

She never dreamed that Lu Chenyuan would be able to walk into her home.

Now, this scene, which I could never even dream of, has actually happened.

After a while, she leaned against the bathroom wall, looking at herself in the mirror, her eyes filled with panic and confusion.

It was precisely this sense of panic and confusion that gave her an indescribable allure.

The person in the mirror still had a flushed face from drinking, and the stray hairs at their temples were slightly disheveled by the night breeze, softly clinging to their neck, adding a touch of languid charm.

What's most captivating are her eyes, with slightly upturned corners, currently veiled in a thin layer of moisture, like black glass soaking in warm water, exuding a hint of unconscious allure amidst the hazy gaze.

Her lips were even more vibrant and striking, slightly swollen from his repeated caresses and kisses, glistening with moisture.

A faint red mark still lingered at the corner of her lips, a trace left from her struggle just now. She looked disheveled yet alluring, like a flower that had been battered by a storm but still stubbornly bloomed in vibrant color.

It wasn't until he had been panting for a long time that the throbbing in his chest gradually subsided.

She picked up a towel, wet it, and then used a makeup remover pad to wipe her face little by little.

But after it was half-unloaded, the bathroom door was gently pushed open.

Lu Chenyuan stood at the door, quietly watching her.

His eyes were deep, like the sea churning in the dead of night, filled with thick, unyielding emotions.

There is a restrained desire, a cherished feeling of something lost and then regained, and a hint of melancholy that is not easily detected.

The gaze was so intense, it seemed to carry a temperature, and when it landed on her face, it burned her so much that she almost wanted to run away.

His tall figure made the bathroom in this two-bedroom apartment look even more cramped.

He wore a black T-shirt that accentuated his physique, the fabric clinging to his body and highlighting his broad shoulders and narrow waist. His arms were sleek and toned, with the outline of bulging muscles visible beneath, exuding a wild and powerful aura.

Su Wan's heart skipped a beat, and the makeup remover pad in her hand fell to the table with a "thud." She felt her breathing become difficult again.

This man is handsome, especially now, standing in front of the bathroom door.

The dim light outlined his hard features, and his eyes, which were usually icy, were now filled with her image, as if they were sparkling with starlight, deep and captivating.

But when she thought of his fierce and domineering kiss, the unyielding strength with which he held her, and the ruthlessness and heat between his lips, she couldn't help but feel afraid, and her fingertips trembled slightly.