Chapter 425 - 427: I Won’t Eat You Here
Xia Xiaonuan opened her eyes wide.
She actually forgot to resist, and her cheeks grew hotter and hotter.
Nangong Yaoling... could he have seen through her thoughts?
This was a wild and passionate kiss, the man’s large hand clenching her nape, only one hand wrapped around her waist, everywhere was the familiar scent, his kiss always carried dominance and strength, sweeping and devouring her lips, making her momentarily forget to breathe. This might precisely be his unique habit.
Just like he was accustomed to controlling everything, always used to a posture of looking down upon the world, observing everything by his side like an aloof and invincible king, sacred yet provocative.
So, when he put in so much but received no response, he became so broken, so hurt and defeated.
No woman had ever stirred and tormented his heart so much, he thought, that in this world, except for ten years ago, the girl he rescued in the snowstorm when he was forced into a corner, covered in scars, no one could ever again touch his ice-bound heart.
In the days that followed, he almost carried a mentality of once seeing the vast sea, no longer appreciating the water, drifting through every relationship.
Yet he never thought there would still be a woman, silently breaking into his life, taking hold of his heart imperceptibly, like peeling silks and cocoons in every mundane day.
At times he hated her, he wanted to peel her skin off; but at times, he couldn’t help but miss her, worry about her.
If Qiqi gave him youthful, naive love, like a Platonic romance; then Xia Xiaonuan gave him tempestuous, irresistible love.
Kissed breathlessly by him, Xia Xiaonuan’s cheeks were flushed, her hands powerlessly clinging to his arms, fingertips embedding into his neck, he actually found out she was nervous.
Unwillingly, he finally released her.
Xia Xiaonuan came to her senses, forcefully pushed Nangong Yaoling away, gasping for breath.
He lazily placed his hand on the back of her chair, not speaking, just lowering his head, staring at her intensely.
She noticed something, raised her eyes and collided with his gaze, it was a gaze filled with complex emotions—coldness, thin rage, forbearance, and helplessness.
Under his gaze, she felt like she was growing thorns all over, restless, and with unease and a bit of discontent, she coldly asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
He still didn’t speak, his handsome face in the white light, so beautiful it made one’s heart beat faster; his lips slightly curled into a smile, still staring at her intensely.
Xia Xiaonuan glanced at him again, thoroughly unnerved by his gaze.
She turned around to reach for the car door but found it locked.
She raised her eyes to glare at him, "Let me out of the car!"
Nangong Yaoling finally reacted, with a playful smile, "No!"
"What right do you have to treat me this way, Nangong Yaoling!"
"Because you are my wife! Xia Xiaonuan!"
She: "..."
"Why so nervous? Here are so many pedestrians, I wouldn’t eat you here, would I?"
Eat her?
Xia Xiaonuan frowned, she hadn’t actually thought about that!
However, his gaze was indeed irritating, even without that intention, it still carried a tinge of sensuality.
At his words, she calmed down instead, lowering her head to think for a moment, then sneering with a bit of mockery, she looked at him:
"What do I have to be afraid of? It’s not like I haven’t done it before. One more time or one less time means nothing to me! It’s just about satisfying your needs. Since I’m now your wife, marrying a stallion that wants to pick all the world’s wildflowers, I have no choice but to accept my fate!"