Chapter 1002 - 1022: Marking Her as His Own
With a smile at the corner of his lips, inhaling the faint fragrance on the woman, he gently kisses her soft strands of hair, her brow.
"Xiaonuan... I love you..." The man’s hoarse, magnetic voice says deeply beside her ear.
Xia Xiaonuan’s heart flutters for a moment.
These three words... It’s the first time he has proactively said them to her.
In her heart, it feels like a budding pink rose gradually blossoms.
Suddenly, like a girl who has never been in love, she shyly rubs her forehead against his chest.
"Hmm... What did you say?" She mimics his earlier tone, speaking muffled and softly.
Her voice too is raspy, making one’s heart tremble upon hearing it.
Nangong Yaoling’s eyes and eyebrows are filled with tenderness and smiles.
Looking at the adorable woman in his arms, he just wishes he could shower her with love like this for a lifetime.
"Xiaonuan, I said... I love you... I love you... I love you..."
He holds her restless little head, murmuring again and again, while bowing his head to kiss her forehead, brow... eyes, tip of the nose... and then finally her lips.
Xia Xiaonuan feels her body is soft like a cotton candy, curling up in his embrace.
His kiss is tender yet profound.
A kiss that makes one’s heart pound.
His lips tangle with her soft lips, teasing her lilac tongue, wantonly seizing her sweet taste.
A large hand loosens her clothes belt, reaching under her garments.
"Mm..." With a hint of resistance, she tries to struggle, but the man flips over, pressing her beneath him.
Even with one hand, he can completely hold her under control.
The clothing ties are undone bit by bit, scattering aside.
His kiss moves to her neck, earlobe, and collarbone.
Little by little, densely etching his marks on her skin.
"Xiaonuan..."
"Mm... Nangong... You can’t..." She grabs his hair with her hand.
"I know... don’t worry, I won’t harm the baby..." His kisses fall progressively.
The air carries a slight chill, yet his kisses are as passionate as fire.
Her small defiance is no match for the surge of impulse within him.
In truth, Xia Xiaonuan’s heart clearly longs for him, too.
Her longing for him is certainly no less than his for her.
However, she would not express as intensely as Nangong Yaoling does, perhaps this is the difference between them!
Sunlight lazily slips, landing on Xia Xiaonuan’s face.
She closes her eyes, still feeling the warmth of the sunlight.
The air exudes the scent of youthful hormones, the man and woman indoors, one noble and extraordinary, the other elegant and sweet, together they are equally striking.
His palm feels like an electric current, sliding across every inch of her skin.
His kisses are like fine spring rain, densely covering Xia Xiaonuan’s skin.
His eyes still carry a hint of seductive and lingering smile.
A hand slowly glides downward.
Xia Xiaonuan swiftly exclaims softly, looking at him like a startled little rabbit, her little face gradually turning red.
"Nangong Yaoling... you... I can’t right now..."
Nangong Yaoling observes her slightly flushed face and her nervous appearance.
A sudden mischievous streak arises in his heart.
He directly carries out his action to the end.
"Nuannuan... So, you were eagerly anticipating me too, weren’t you?"