Just as she finished cooking the noodles, Ye Feimo ca down, frowned at her, and asked in an unhappy tone: "What are you doing?"
"Cook noodles. I just had..." Wen Nuan paused. The person told her not to ntion the phone call. She pursed her lips and said, "I thought you were hungry, so I cooked noodles."
Ye Feimo looked at her solemnly, his hair was still dripping, his nightgown was open, and the water droplets on his collarbone had an alluring glow under the light. The whole person has a dangerous aura. His eyes were deep and she couldn’t understand what was going on in his cold and deep gaze. She just felt that she beca nervous and uneasy under his gaze.
Did she do sothing wrong?
Oh, Second Young Master Ye, I beg you, at least you should show a different expression when you are happy and when you are unhappy. You always look expressionless, and it is difficult for her to guess his mood.
"Second Young Master Ye, please, whether you are happy or not, you should at least raise your eyebrows. You are always so expressionless, who can guess your mood? If I do sothing wrong, just tell , don’t stare at without blinking. You will scare into having a heart attack even if I don’t have one." Wen Nuan couldn’t help but say.
"Hmm." After a long ti, Ye Feimo humd, Wen Nuan breathed a sigh of relief, and brought the noodles out. She beat three eggs and picked two for him.
He looked up at her. She always felt that there should be sothing else flashing in his cold eyes, but when she looked again, he still had a cold expression.
In a mont, he finished the whole bowl of noodles, without even any soup left.
Wen Nuan was slapped in the face. Although she applied ice, her cheek still hurt. The noodles were hot, so she ate very slowly. Ye Feimo took a few docunts and processed them in the living room, treating her like air. It was the first ti that Wen Nuan felt such obvious indifference. She felt very unhappy and cursed Ye Feimo softly.
After eating noodles and cleaning up the kitchen, she lingered in the living room.
Ye Feimo had just finished his work. He hooked his finger, motioning her to co over. Wen Nuan pursed her lips bitterly. Just as she took a few steps towards him, she was pulled by a strong force and fell into his arms. He had already grasped her lips and tongue.
He kissed her so eagerly, as if he wanted to swallow her.
This passionate kiss seed as if he couldn’t wait to have her. She trembled all over and a feeling of fear surged in her heart.
In a daze, she rembered a saying: A short separation is better than a new marriage.
But they are not lovers, and he has many scandals abroad, so what are they?
She didn’t have ti to think, her softness had been seized, his kiss moved from her lips to her cheek and neck, she finally found a second expression on his face...
Unsatisfied desires.
"Ye Feimo, you’re so heavy..." Wen Nuan squeezed out a sentence from her confused mind and blurted it out. He was indeed very heavy. Her whole body was pressed down on the sofa by him, feeling extrely heavy.
He was stunned, and in revenge, he pressed harder on her soft part, causing Wen Nuan to cry in pain: "It hurts, you pervert."
She grabbed the soft pillow and threw it at him.
"Don’t move." Ye Feimo swept the pillow away and said in a deep voice. How could Wen Nuan listen to him? This posture made her feel too in dangerous. Although she agreed to him, she was not ntally prepared.
"If you move again, I’ll take you imdiately." Ye Feimo’s dark eyes were filled with fire, and Wen Nuan felt cold all over when she was looked at by him.
Dark, obscure, cold and stern, with a hint of unclear desire.
Yes, desire.
He longed for her.
Wen Nuan didn’t dare to move anymore. Under his gaze, her heart felt suffocated.
He looked at the woman under him. Her eyes were seductive, her clothes were disheveled, her cheeks were flushed. She looked like soone who had been loved. No man could resist such temptation.
A very wild impulse arose in Ye Feimo’s heart. He wanted to tear apart her purity and beauty and see how dirty she would look after being torn apart.
But the faint panic in her eyes made him feel inexplicably...
Pity.
This girl looks quite lovable, especially when her sparkling peach blossom eyes are filled with panic. She looks like a little white rabbit, very cute and makes people want to bully her.
Realizing what he was thinking, Ye Feimo’s face instantly beca gloomy and ugly. For him, admitting Wen Nuan’s advantages would make his temper worse.
Wen Nuan witnessed how his expression changed in ten seconds, and she felt very sad, fearing that he would strangle her to death with one exertion of force.
Why does he have such a bad temper?
She likes gentle n.
Ye Feimo suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips carefully. His hot and wet kiss carefully outlined the shape of her lips and he sucked on her lips gently and tenderly, as if he was cherishing a treasure.
Wen Nuan’s heart was pounding and her cheeks were red as if they were about to burn.
Why is he suddenly gentle?
She was used to Young Master Ye’s rude and cold nature, and she was not used to his sudden gentleness.
Wen Nuan really want to burst into tears.
I was crying and wailing in my heart. No matter who it is, they will die young if they are with such a hot-and-cold, moody man, right? You changed your attitude so quickly. At least give people a second to adapt.
But... she nervously grabbed his collar. Such a gentle man was very attractive.
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