Chapter 38 Who is that man? 1
Xia Xiaonuan, in her excitement, tried to step on the ground but suddenly fell from the swing.
She screamed and found herself falling into a soft embrace.
Nangong Yaoling’s strong arms caught her, and a cold voice asked in her ear, "Who... is he?"
He finally understood why her gaze had been so happy just moments ago.
It was because she was thinking about another man!
Xia Xiaonuan steadied herself by grabbing Nangong Yaoling, and upon realizing it, she immediately frowned and asked, "What... What are you doing here?"
"I asked you, who exactly is that man named Mo?" Nangong Yaoling grabbed her wrist and asked through gritted teeth once more.
At this moment, Nangong Yaoling suddenly seemed very frightening.
Xia Xiaonuan looked into his sinister eyes and shivered, avoiding his gaze. "Who? I don’t know what you’re talking about."
Nangong Yaoling raised an eyebrow. "You clearly mentioned another man’s name just now. Xia Xiaonuan, don’t forget, you are my woman. Your body and your heart should belong to me!"
Xia Xiaonuan couldn’t help but sneer and blurted out, "And what about you being my man? Aren’t you out there looking for other women, staying out all night?"
Nangong Yaoling paused at her words.
But in the next second, his previously grim expression became bright and cheerful.
He couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Xia Xiaonuan looked at him in confusion. Thinking about what she just said, her cheeks flushed slightly.
Nangong Yaoling, however, stretched out his hand and pulled her into his embrace.
He sat on the swing and then naturally let her sit on his lap.
"What are you doing? Let go of me!" Xia Xiaonuan struggled.
"Baby, what did you just say? I didn’t hear it clearly. Say it again." His voice was unbearably suggestive.
Xia Xiaonuan’s face turned red in an instant.
"I... I was just speaking without thinking! Don’t get any ideas!"
"But you clearly said that I am your man..." Nangong Yaoling tightened his grip on her waist, not giving her a chance to escape.
Xia Xiaonuan anxiously said, "That’s not the point, okay?" She turned her head and glared at him.
The man’s handsome face was almost touching hers, his gaze burning with intensity.
Nangong Yaoling lowered his head to kiss her neck, his breath somewhat unsteady, his voice hoarse.
"The point is, you’re jealous." His tone was incredibly confident with a hint of smugness.
Xia Xiaonuan felt utterly defeated by his shamelessness. While evading his advances and trying to push his handsome face away, she said exasperatedly, "Young Master, you really are the epitome of narcissism!"
"Have you missed me these past few days?" Nangong Yaoling grabbed her slender hand, playing with it in his palm.
Xia Xiaonuan’s whole body trembled.
"No." She stubbornly and angrily said, "Let me go right now!" As he got closer, she sensed danger.
This man was simply a devil.
"You clearly have. Why don’t you admit it?" he said softly, his tone filled with pride.
"Your skin is thicker than a city wall, Nangong Yaoling!"
While pushing him, Xia Xiaonuan tried to get off his lap, but her hand accidentally pressed against his body.
She clearly felt his body stiffen.
Xia Xiaonuan also froze, raising her eyes to look at Nangong Yaoling. His gaze had become even more intensely hot.
Her heart started racing for no reason. She pulled back her hand quickly, her face turning red. "I’m sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose..."