Chapter 210: Chapter 210 How Could I Not Want You_1
He knew that before Ye Fei, Bai Xiaoxiao was her only good friend, whom she had known since her time at the orphanage. She was unguarded with Bai Xiaoxiao and treated her with sincerity. Whether it was Bai Xiaoxiao or Ye Fei, she cherished every one of her friends.
So he hesitated at first, unsure whether he should tell her the truth. He thought there wouldn’t be any problem, but Bai Xiaoxiao couldn’t restrain her scheming ways and even dared to plot against her!
He expected Eleven to be heartbroken, but he hadn’t anticipated the extent to which she would grieve.
Eleven lay on his shoulder, crying incessantly, "Wuu... where did I go wrong... tell me how I’ve wronged and I will rectify... no one tells me anything and then simply executes me... am I so detestable..."
"Stop crying, it’s not your fault, it’s mine, alright? I’m at fault, okay?" At such times, he had no heart to say even a word against her.
What mattered most was to calm her down quickly. Her crying was making him distraught.
"Wuu... my mother doesn’t want me... my friend doesn’t want me... my husband also doesn’t want me..." Eleven, grabbing his neck, wept aloud.
"Who said that I don’t want you?"
However, Gu Liancheng’s consolation didn’t seem to have much effect. Eleven was drunk and was a complete incoherent mess at this point, harder to console than a child.
She was engulfed in her own emotions of sorrow and couldn’t break free.
Gu Liancheng was at a loss what to do.
Looking at the tears streaking down her cheek, he felt a deep discomfort in his heart. He moved closer to her, kissing away her tears, gradually moving to her nose and then her lips...
Her lips were warm. He captured them, gently kissing her, tracing her lip lines several times over.
Eleven was like a child who got a candy, her emotions gradually softened by his gentle kisses. Her sobbing continued, and her face was still streaked with tears, but she’d been appeased enough to stop crying out loud.
With her eyes closed, her dampened lashes fluttered slightly. Gu Liancheng, moved by her state and unknowingly closed his eyes too.
Seeing Eleven like this twisted his heart in pain, it was unbearable. He felt anyone who hurt her wouldn’t be spared!
His kiss lingered near Eleven’s ear, he gently nipped at her earlobe, and in his husky, low voice murmured, "How can I not want you... I do... right at this moment..."
Yes, this girl who he had pampered for so many years, he himself couldn’t bear to harm her even a bit, how could he not want her?
"There’s a reason why people say that one loses control after getting drunk, but it doesn’t work for someone who gets unconsciously drunk."
Clearly, Eleven was not unconscious, though she was indeed heavily drunk and couldn’t differentiate reality from illusion, she was still aware.
She knew that the man gently talking to her was her own husband, so she submitted to him, didn’t push him away, and enjoyed everything he was giving her. She was accommodating to his advances, accepting his love.
Gradually, under him, she turned into an alluring puddle of affection, soft and fetching. Her crying had ceased, replaced by sensuality.
...
After taking a bath, Gu Liancheng carried a deeply asleep Eleven to bed, tucking her under the sheets.
One encounter had worn her out. She was overpowered by alcohol and fatigue, sleeping like a log.
She had expended so much energy on crying that her eyes had swollen red. Usually, at such times, one’s eyes and head would ache. It was a time to have a good sleep.
Gu Liancheng bent down, placing a gentle kiss on her eye, his voice filled with tenderness, "Sleep."
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