Chapter 891 - 911: The Devil’s True Nature Finally Revealed 2
"My son asked me how I managed to win such a beautiful mom."
"..."
"I told him, because your daddy is naturally charming. Your mom couldn’t help but pounce on me the moment she saw me."
Xia Xiaonuan: "..."
She finally encountered a man even thicker-skinned than Nangong Yaoling...
Her face darkened, suddenly, her expression froze slightly.
Nangong Yaoling.
Why did she think of him again?
Though she left, right now, he still has Jiang Xue by his side, and perhaps, besides Jiang Xue, there will be many, many other women.
Therefore, he should be able to quickly move on from the pain, right?
And then, will he gradually forget about her?
Thinking of this, Xia Xiaonuan felt a sudden pang of heartache.
Situ Yan seemed to notice something, slowly raised his eyes.
He saw a stream of clear tears had already slipped down from the corner of the girl’s delicate face.
She cried?
Damn it, she’s thinking of that man again?
Situ Yan felt a suffocating sensation in his chest, he took a slight breath, suddenly pinched her chin.
"Xia Xiaonuan!" He warned through gritted teeth.
Xia Xiaonuan snapped back to reality, looking confusedly at Situ Yan.
Her vision was a bit blurred, and the man before her seemed to have turned into the face of Nangong Yaoling.
And in the next second, suddenly, the man lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Xia Xiaonuan’s heart trembled.
Nangong Yaoling...
His kiss, fiery and wild, mixed with tenderness in its dominance, yet as if carrying a blood-sucking force in its gentleness.
Xia Xiaonuan held his head, closed her eyes, and involuntarily sank into it.
Situ Yan thought she would immediately push him away, yet unexpectedly, she didn’t do that.
A surge of ecstatic joy welled up in him, his kiss became excited and entangled, filled with emotion and urgency, wishing to kiss her whole being into his body.
Xia Xiaonuan sensed something, and paused slightly.
No...This kiss doesn’t feel like the one Nangong Yaoling gives her.
Though equally domineering, Situ Yan’s kiss is even more stark and wild than Nangong Yaoling’s.
She snapped back, suddenly forcefully pushed the man in front of her.
Situ Yan was stunned, caught in a whirl of chaotic emotions, only to be pushed away, wide-eyed and confused, looking at Xiaonuan.
"It’s...it’s you..." Xia Xiaonuan furrowed her brows, murmured softly.
Situ Yan’s expression changed.
"Or who did you think it was?" His face turned pale as paper, gritting his teeth, he asked word for word.
"I..." Xia Xiaonuan was frightened by the anger rising in Situ Yan’s eyes, her cheeks flushed, she quickly lowered her head.
In the next moment, the other party suddenly seized her jaw again, lips rudely covered hers.
"Mm..." Xia Xiaonuan struggled fiercely, pushing against his body.
Situ Yan, as if mad, kissed her forcefully, the intensity of his sucking carried a hint of hatred, madly devouring.
Xia Xiaonuan’s mind was in chaos, grabbing his back, her fingertips slid over his neck, leaving streaks of bright red blood marks.
Yet he was completely unmoved, temples bulging with blue veins, like an enraged wolf, ripping through his prey.
Xia Xiaonuan was kissed till she couldn’t breathe, her whole face flushed red.
Situ Yan finally, mercifully, released her.
Xia Xiaonuan pushed him away, clutching her chest, breathing heavily.
Situ Yan stared at her unblinkingly, slightly panting, gritting his teeth, he viciously said, "Xia Xiaonuan, I’m warning you, you’re mine, don’t you dare think about any other man in front of me again!"