She grasped his strong arm and softly asked, "What’s wrong?"
The man kissed her face and said in a husky, seductive voice, "Xinlan, I want you, I want you now..."
Such direct and passionate words made Lin Xinlan’s cheeks flush red.
"You... hmm..."
As soon as she started speaking, he firmly sealed her lips.
His kiss, like his body temperature, was scorching, causing her own temperature to rise.
Rong Shaoze turned her around to kiss her face-to-face.
His hand caressed her soft waist, kneading it gently, Lin Xinlan holding onto his neck, shyly responding to him.
She could sense Rong Shaoze’s desire, his deep inner longing for her.
The man gently pressed her body down, his scorching physique clinging to hers, his burning lips and tongue lingered on her smooth, white skin.
"Xinlan... you’re so beautiful..." Rong Shaoze caressed her body, marveling at its soft, delicate feel.
She had already given birth to two children, yet her figure was excellent, unchanged and unshaped.
And her skin, like a young girl’s, was pink and elastic, he caressed it, unable to let go.
Lin Xinlan closed her eyes dreamily, feeling as if a current slid over her body, making her numb, trembling.
The man constantly whispered passionately and seductively into her ear.
She blushed, her entire body reddened, feeling as if she was burning up...
Since Rong Shaoze’s accident, they hadn’t been intimate for several months.
Holding his strong body now, Lin Xinlan felt a sense of ti displacent.
And Rong Shaoze’s tenderness gave her an illusion, believing he hadn’t lost his mory, believing he was still the Rong Shaoze who deeply loved her...
Only the Rong Shaoze who deeply loved her would be so tender, so passionately fiery.
Rong Shaoze, is it you?
Have you returned?
A tear slid from Lin Xinlan’s eye as she wanted to ask him what was in his heart now.
Does he have her in his heart?
Yet she dared not ask.
Live for today, and enjoy the wine of today, regardless of whether he has fallen in love with her again.
As long as he treats her well in this mont, that’s enough...
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It was only near dawn that Lin Xinlan finally fell deeply asleep.
Rong Shaoze held her body, his eyes dark as he gazed at her.
In his pitch-black eyes, complicated and inscrutable emotions were stirring.
Xinlan, I love you...
He said to her in his heart, but dared not speak aloud, only in his heart.
So tenderness can turn into a deadly sword.
He didn’t know what the future held, but he didn’t want to deeply hurt her one day.
When Lin Xinlan awoke, it was already noon the next day; beside the bed, the shadow of Rong Shaoze was long gone.
Touching the cold sheets beside her, she knew Rong Shaoze had left a long ti ago.
She just didn’t know when he left.
Rembering what happened last night, Lin Xinlan smiled softly, her cheeks involuntarily heating up.
She understood Rong Shaoze, if he hadn’t started liking her, he definitely wouldn’t have touched her.
He had said, he could toy with anyone’s feelings, except hers.
So his actions last night ant he started to have her in his heart?
The more Lin Xinlan thought, the sweeter she felt, feeling the beautiful joy of a first love, even the air seed sweet.
Lingering on the bed for a mont, she finally got up to wash up and change clothes.
As she walked out of the bedroom, she slled the rich aroma of dishes.
Xiaocong was sitting at the dining table, waving at her happily.
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