Xuan Long held Su Qinglan close in his arms. His heart felt heavy, like it was stuffed with cotton.
If she punched him right now, he would probably lt on the spot. He really did not want to leave her. He hated the idea of walking out of this warm house and facing those old n.
His anger toward the Teng Clan grew even stronger.
What normal man would want to leave the woman he had loved for so long and their newborn cub just to deal with that ss? He did not want to go. He did not want to be away from her.
Once he left, it would take a long ti to fix everything. Ti moved differently in the upper domain. One day there could an many days here.
Would she miss him? Would he make it back in ti when the cub hatched? All these questions kept spinning in his head.
Her soft body and sweet scent made it even harder to let go.
Suddenly, Xuan Long took her hand and planted his lips on hers. At first the kiss was soft and gentle. Then Su Qinglan wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pushed her fingers into his hair, pulling him closer.
Xuan Long lost control. He kissed her harder, deeper. Their mouths moved together with heat and need. His hands ran over her back and pulled her tight against him. Their bodies pressed close, like they wanted to beco one.
A heavy sadness washed over him. He really did not want to leave.
Su Qinglan could feel it in his touch. She knew he had to go for their family and their children. She had her own plans and would not let feelings get in the way or give their enemies any chance.
So she kissed him back even harder. When they finally pulled apart, both of them were breathing fast, eyes full of strong desire.
Xuan Long buried his face in her neck. She had just given birth, so he held himself back. But he breathed in her scent deeply. He wanted to carry it with him so he would not feel so far away from her.
An Mo stood there like a stone, completely stunned. He watched the two of them locked together and did not know what he was feeling.
A strange mix of emotions hit him hard...jealousy, heat, and confusion. His heart beat fast and he could not look away.
When Su Qinglan turned her head, still flushed from the kiss, her eyes t An Mo’s. She did not look away. She was still muddleheaded with the kiss. Her eyes were misty from pain and longing.
Xuan Long kept his arms around her waist. He kissed her neck slowly, again and again. Su Qinglan sighed softly and pressed closer to him.
Even though they could not do more right now, the desire between them burned strong. Their bodies moved together a little, sharing warmth and closeness.
"I don’t want to leave you," Xuan Long said in a low, rough voice. "Not you or our cub. But I have to go for all of us."
Su Qinglan touched his face gently. "I know. Co back soon. We will wait for you."
An Mo stayed quiet, but his eyes never left her. His chest rose and fell quickly. The room felt thick with all the love, desire, and sadness between them.
Xuan Long gave her one last deep kiss. He held her tight, trying to rember every part of her. When they finally rested their foreheads together, the three of them stood in the quiet room. No one wanted to break the mont just yet.
Xuan Long held her a little longer, stealing every second he could before he had to go.
Reluctance filled his erald eyes as he silently gazed at the female standing before him. Every instinct in his body was telling him to stay.
The warmth of her embrace still lingered on his skin, and the scent that belonged only to her remained wrapped around him like an invisible chain. It would have been so easy to stay here with her, to forget everything outside this room and simply remain by her side.
Unfortunately, reality did not allow such luxuries.
If he wanted to give Su Qinglan the life she desired, if he wanted to beco a male worthy of standing beside her, then there were things he needed to do. There were responsibilities waiting for him. There were enemies hidden in the shadows. There were dangers that needed to be dealt with.
If he could not even accomplish that much, then what kind of beast husband was he?
The thought hardened his resolve.
Even so, forcing himself to leave proved much more difficult than he had imagined.
His fingers unconsciously tightened into fists before he slowly took a step backward. Then another.
He was genuinely afraid.
Afraid that if he stayed even a little longer, leaving would beco impossible.
Afraid that if he wrapped his arms around her one more ti, he would lose every bit of self-control he possessed and refuse to let her go.
Because the truth was simple. He did not want to be separated from her.
Su Qinglan noticed everything.
She saw the struggle hidden beneath his calm expression. She saw the reluctance in his eyes. She saw how difficult this departure was for him.
And because she saw it, her own heart hurt even more.
Yet she remained silent.
So did he.
Sotis love did not need words.
Sotis a single glance was enough to say everything.
Finally, Xuan Long turned and walked toward An Mo.
An Mo stood nearby, watching the scene unfold in complete silence. He had witnessed everything...the tenderness hidden beneath Xuan Long’s usual calm deanor, the reluctance in Su Qinglan’s eyes, and the quiet understanding shared between the two of them.
When Xuan Long stopped before him, he raised a hand and firmly patted An Mo’s shoulder.
"Take care of my female, okay?"
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