“Victory for the devoted admirer!”
“He just kissed my wife! Someone call the police! Don’t you dare bully my wife!”
“The kiss was so intense that Yan Bao’s lips turned bright red.”
“He even stuck out his tongue! I saw him tasting my wife’s saliva, sob sob sob.”
“I don’t want to watch this anymore; he’s clearly showing off that he can kiss my wife while I can’t…”
The expressions of the others at the table varied.
The magician, closest to them, could clearly see how the beautiful, pale cheeks were forced to turn red and how the lips swelled slightly.
The card he was spinning between his fingers halted, creased unevenly.
His eyebrows raised in astonishment, a strange look on his face.
It was probably the first time this magician had witnessed such a scene up close.
The young man with platinum hair looked even more displeased.
His emotions were clearly painted on his face; in response to the scene, he couldn’t help but mutter something under his breath.
Tang Zhen, sitting opposite him, heard him say “shameless.”
The disgust in his tone was evident, yet he couldn’t suppress his gaze directed toward the couple.
While he felt that Dan Qi was taking advantage of the situation, he couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like if he were the one in that position.
Dan Qi kissed with such force that he completely ignored the fact that there were others in the hall.
This left the beautiful young man, being held tightly in his embrace, in a difficult position; his frail frame was hardly able to endure being squeezed like that.
With his waist in Dan Qi’s grip and his lips rubbed raw, especially the plump, delicate little lip beads that seemed thoroughly kissed and licked.
The originally light rose-colored lips had turned a vivid red, and the blush on his cheeks deepened.
“Enough…” Yan Chuan felt his tongue slightly numb, and Dan Qi’s breath enveloped him. Gritting his teeth, he pushed Dan Qi back again.
Everyone was watching them… How long was this person going to keep kissing him?
This time, Dan Qi released him, perhaps feeling he had had enough, showing a content expression.
Taking this opportunity, Yan Chuan slipped out from under Dan Qi’s arm.
He returned to his spot, breath uneven, his eyes slightly red as he gently touched his swollen lips.
They had already turned red and puffy from being sucked on so forcefully, especially the lip beads, which were certainly stained a bright red.
Yan Chuan could still feel a bit of pain at the tip of his tongue.
Dan Qi had no kissing technique at all, relying solely on brute force and instinct, oblivious to when to stop; Yan Chuan’s breaths were ragged and intermittent.
Even judging by Yan Chuan’s not-so-abundant kissing experience, Dan Qi’s skills were pitifully lacking.
Yan Chuan felt as if Dan Qi was about to crush him in his embrace.
Frustrated, he cast a few annoyed glances at Dan Qi.
The latter stood aside, seemingly savoring the moment as he lightly ran his fingertip over his lips.
The collar of his shirt had wrinkled from where Yan Chuan had gripped it.
And yet, someone was restless.
Jiang Qi, the magician who had just witnessed how Dan Qi had pressured him into that kiss, raised an eyebrow with interest and asked,
“Was this your first kiss? It doesn’t seem very practiced.”
He completely failed to recognize how his question had nothing to do with the task at hand, and Dan Qi, in high spirits, eagerly replied,
“No,” Dan Qi said, “But the first kiss was also with him.”
Jiang Qi’s expression instantly grew more teasing.
“Oh,” he elongated the sound, his tone obscure, “Then you are quite lucky.”
The latter phrase was directed at Yan Chuan, with a gaze that seemed to question whether it was his “first kiss.”
All the other gazes turned toward Yan Chuan.
His scalp felt tingling.
First kiss… Did this first kiss in the villa count?
But if that didn’t count, then in the scripts he had already kissed many men before, one after another…
Even some men at the long table.
The curiosity in Jiang Qi’s eyes was undeniable.
Yan Chuan was at a loss for words…
His cheeks flushed red as he vaguely nodded.
Why was everyone looking at him again?!
The author has something to say:
Every kiss from Yan Bao is a first kiss; he is a pure and innocent baby.
Chapter 89: Special Variety Show 5
The question of whether it was a “first kiss” was brushed off ambiguously by Yan Chuan.
The young man with black hair, his cheeks flushed and his eyes shimmering, only gently nodded, softly uttering “mm.”
It seemed he was shy because being forcefully kissed in front of so many people, and then having a man proclaim that this was not their first kiss… was rather embarrassing.
After all, the black-haired youth was so beautiful that when his eyelashes fluttered, they seemed to carry a hint of unspoken desire, even admitting to a first kiss made him bashful.
However, the others at the table did not seem to share that sentiment.
Jiang Qi, being the only unfamiliar contestant present, slightly raised his eyebrows at Yan Chuan’s response, seemingly processing it.
But the others were not as understanding.
Tang Zhen, in particular, who had maintained a mild smile since entering, seemed to have a moment of fracture, an expression of scorn emerging in his kind peach blossom eyes—
He was laughing at Dan Qi.
Hurriedly and very obviously seizing this opportunity to showcase his superiority to the others as if competing for mating rights,
He wanted to inform all the other envious men that he had claimed the lead and even dared to kiss in public.
The implication in his words was that “we’re familiar enough to date.”
But the men at this table were not easily fooled.
For instance, Tang Zhen had also played the role of a “secret lover” with Dan Qi and had even overstepped in some regards.
The gazes of the others… Tang Zhen’s eyes wandered.
When he encountered the young man with tightly drawn features and platinum hair, he slightly raised an eyebrow.