After breaking up with the scumbag, Xu Fangli prepared to go home and inherit the family business. As a result, her CEO brother pitifully knelt and begged: "The family is going bankrupt, go get...
Chapter 172 Mr. Han Can't Wait
The next moment, Fang Li was pulled up from the bed by the man with a little force.
Han Xi walked firmly, took her by the hand and pulled her to the center of the room. He stretched out his long arm and put it around her waist. His voice was low and hoarse: "Do you remember the dance we did back then? Dance with me again, ok?"
They stood very close, their bodies almost touching.
Fang Li could clearly feel the burning temperature of his body.
"I don't remember, what should I do?" Fang Li said with a slightly tight breathing and trembling eyelashes.
Han Xi was not surprised. He smiled lightly, and slid his right hand down from her shoulder. He held her hand, turned it over, and raised it up, standing in a dancing posture. "Do you believe me?"
After saying that, without giving Fang Li time to answer, he continued: "Follow me, I will lead you."
"You can?" Fang Li tilted her head slightly to look at him in surprise.
Han Xi raised an eyebrow: "I definitely dance better than that dwarf."
Fang Li couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Can you please stop calling me a dwarf? I'm really not short now."
Han Xi frowned slightly, "I don't care whether he is short or not. If you mention that short guy again, you will have to think about the consequences."
Fang Li: “…” Who keeps bringing this up?
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Han Xi instantly curled his lips in satisfaction.
Fang Li was speechless again.
Why didn't she realize before that this man was so childish.
Being jealous of a teenager for so many years, I really don’t know whether to praise him for having a good memory or call him petty.
Fang Li still pursed her lips and remained silent.
Han Xi had already held her hand and began to dance slowly.
The room was very quiet. There was no music at all, but he curled his lips and led her to dance as if there was music.
It was the first time Fang Li danced a dumb dance with a half-drunk man in the dim night. As they danced, she suddenly started laughing.
Once laughter breaks out, it's like a switch is turned on, and the more you laugh, the more you can't help it.
Fang Li pursed her lips and kept smiling.
The smile on her face seemed to have magic, and gradually Han Xi was infected and started smiling with her.
The huge bedroom was covered with thick carpet. The two of them were still wearing their outer clothes and shoes, and they just danced around in circles.
It was not until Fang Li felt the soreness in her toes that Han Xi turned her around and brought her back to the bed.
This time, Han Xi was lying on the bed, with Fang Li lying on his chest.
His chest was broad and solid, and just lying there half-lying made Fang Li feel extremely secure and stable.
Han Xi's hands were still around her lower back.
She felt the warmth of his palm gradually rising, penetrating her thin dress and penetrating into her skin.
Fang Li placed her palm against his heart, gently supporting his chest with her arm, and tried to get up: "It's getting late, let me go first, I..."
Unexpectedly, Han Xi directly released one hand, raised it and gently held her hand, staring at her with burning eyes: "Wife."
These two words are like a spell.
Fang Li was stunned.
Old...wife? !
He, he, he, he...
"What are you doing, suddenly..."
"Not suddenly."
Fang Li's body paused slightly, and her eyes trembled as she looked up and met the man's dark eyes.
At this moment, she could clearly see the intention surging in his eyes.
He tightened his grip on her hand little by little, and rubbed her palm with his thumb, which made her feel itchy and itched all the way to the bottom of her heart.
"So, what... do you want to do?" Fang Li's eyes shook slightly, looking at Han Xi quietly.
There wasn't much emotion in his eyes, only an indescribable tension and uneasiness.
In fact, Fang Li knew that this day would come sooner or later.
As Han Xi's wife, no matter what the reason for this marriage was, the fact that she and Han Xi were husband and wife was protected by law.
She couldn't avoid this.
She might have been a little resistant before, but now... she didn't want to hide anymore since she didn't know when it started.
Han Xi is an adult man and he needs to do this kind of thing.
And she...
"What do you think? Don't you know what I want to do?"
Han Xi's voice was unusually hoarse.
The eyes staring at her were deep and gloomy, suppressing the uncontrollable impulse.
There was a moment of silence.
Fang Li bit her lip lightly, loosened her arms that were supporting his chest, and leaned forward to gently press her cheek against his chest. She said in a slightly teasing tone, "Didn't you say you wouldn't force me and would wait for me? What's the matter, Mr. Han, can't wait any longer?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the hand on her waist suddenly tightened.
He exerted a little force with his arms, and the world spun around, and their bodies instantly switched.
Fang Li became the one lying on the bottom. Han Xi put one hand around her waist and the other hand held her hand, pressing her down on the bed.
Both of their breathing became tense for a moment.
Han Xi's deep eyes looked into Fang Li's, surging with heat. He loosened his grip on her hand and gently placed it on the side of her face, caressing it tenderly. His voice was seductive and hoarse, "Yes, I can't wait any longer. I thought I was used to waiting after so long, but I forgot that there are two completely different feelings between looking at something from afar and holding it in your arms."
"Now you are by my side, yet I still struggle every day and night between having you and losing you."
He took a deep breath, cupped her cheek, and lowered his head slightly to hers: "Do you know how torturous you are?"
Fang Li: “…”
"Ali..."
Their bodies were pressed tightly together, both wearing thin clothes, and even the slightest rise and fall of their breathing could be felt.
There was a long silence.
Fang Li suddenly raised her hand, held Han Xi's face and pushed him away slightly.
The two looked at each other. Fang Li's eyes were like two blue lakes, sparkling with tiny stars, dazzling and brilliant.
She suddenly moved her palm, and her slender fingers moved back little by little, hooking her hands around his neck. While pushing him down, she took the initiative to move over and gently covered his lips.
Soon, it was gone as soon as it touched.
Han Xi looked like he had been shot. His whole body was stiff and tense, and he looked at her deeply with a look of madness suppressed in his eyes.
Fang Li pursed her lips in embarrassment, looking at his silly look, and twitched the corners of her mouth, "I'm afraid of pain."
This was the only thing Fang Li could muster up the courage to say after over twenty years of shame.
She wanted to say "be gentle", but the three words rolled in her throat several times, but she never had the courage to say it.
Han Xi was still staring at her, as if he couldn't believe it.
Fang Li took a deep breath, pulled her hands away, and slowly raised her arms, climbing up his neck little by little. Her eyes swayed gently, as if she had made some decision. After a moment, she closed her eyes and raised her head again.
The soft red lips pressed against hers again, not as lightly as before, but with a clumsy and immature touch, gradually increasing the strength.
Fang Li’s meaning couldn’t be clearer.
Han Xi's dark eyes narrowed and his breathing became unstable in an instant.
A flash of joy flashed across his eyes, and then it was completely overwhelmed by the impulse that had been suppressed for a long time.
The next moment, without giving Fang Li a chance to clumsily tease him, he took the initiative and kissed her lips hard.