His cool handsome face was just inches away, his warm breath carrying the sweet scent of red wine, inexplicably intoxicating.
Before Qin Zhao could respond, Chu Yan reached for her wine glass.
He took a sip of the red wine, then bent down to kiss her.
The chilled red wine passed through her soft lips into her mouth.
"You, uh..."
Qin Zhao froze, his eyes shifting darkly, displaying a hint of danger.
A sting on her lips surged as she hadn't yet swallowed the wine; he kissed her a bit hard, causing the red wine to spill from the corner of her lips, vivid and striking.
Chu Yan's voice was low, "Qin Zhao, I want to eat you."
"No, no, we can't."
She struggled to breathe from his kisses, reaching out to push Chu Yan away.
"I haven't eaten dinner yet."
Chu Yan frowned unhappily. "Let's do it first, then eat."
"It will be cold by then."
Qin Zhao disagreed, he always took a long time.
