Chapter 115: Possessing Her Inch by Inch (This Chapter is Highly Sugary)
An uncontrollable fire burned the two of them thoroughly.
An Ning felt as if her whole body was on fire, and she felt a satisfaction she had never felt before.
As their breaths touched, his hot palms rolled over her slender waist, his fingertips slid across her exquisite waist, and Lu Xiyan could hear the deafening sound of his own heartbeat.
He took possession of her inch by inch like he had lost his mind, as if he wanted to drown in her hot breath.
As if to punish her, he held her blood-red earlobe in his mouth and gently bit the red mole on it.
An Ning felt pain, gasped, groaned softly, and shrank her neck. Her delicate collarbone was like icy white jade.
Then she laughed softly, her hot breath spraying in his ears.
"What are you laughing at?"
He spoke, his voice hoarse and seductive from the burning desire.
An Ning's misty eyes fell on his delicate face.
His brow bones were deep, his nose bridge was high, and the faint, small mole between the bridge of his nose and the center of his eyebrows seemed to come alive again.
She subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to touch it, just like when they were in love, always loving to caress his sexy little mole.
I moved my hands, but found that I had no strength at all, even moving my fingertips was difficult.
Suddenly, she raised her head, and her hot lips just touched his brow.
Stay for two seconds and kiss lightly.
"It's true." She murmured softly.
The touch is real, and the pain in the body is real too.
It's not a dream.
She and Lu Xiyan are real.
She seemed to be talking nonsense, her eyes were hazy, and beads of sweat appeared on her skin, wetting her forehead and temples.
Lu Xiyan leaned on top of her, raised his hand to push aside her wet hair, his fingertips gentle, and looked at her deeply.
After just one time, she was already so tired.
Of course, he didn't intend to bother her at this time.
She was still sick, and one act of indulgence was an act that was out of his control and went beyond his rationality.
"Are you sleepy?" His voice was as gentle as water. "Go get some sleep."
An Ning was so sleepy that her mind was in a fuzzy mess. She uttered softly, "Xi Yan..."
"Um."
"Have you promised to be with me again?"
She asked this question in a daze, hoping to get a positive answer from him.
Lu Xiyan looked at her, his eyes dimming slightly.
He actually had a lot of questions to ask her.
Why do you suddenly regret it?
Are you really regretting it, or is it just a joke?
Or is there another purpose for approaching him?
Does her talk of getting back together count?
There were so many questions he hadn't asked yet.
He was afraid of repeating the same mistakes and also afraid of becoming a stranger to her.
That's why this ridiculous affair happened.
"Want to know?"
His slender fingertips gently scraped across the tip of her nose, and his fingertips gently pressed against her red lips. "I'll tell you when you wake up."
There were many things he wanted to ask her when she was sober.
She closed her eyes lightly, and it was not known whether she heard it or not. She only nodded slightly, and her breathing became hot and long.
Lu Xiyan raised his hand and touched her forehead, and found that she had a low fever.
He got up, tucked in the quilt and went to the bathroom.
A few minutes later, he came out of the bathroom, having washed away the seductive aura on his body.
He walked to the bed, picked up the person on the bed, held him in his arms, walked into the bathroom and put him in the bathtub filled with warm water.
......
When the private doctor came, An Ning's fever had subsided.
She took her temperature, checked it again, and then looked at the woman on the bed, whose temperature was stable and her skin was dry. She turned to the man beside the bed and said, "It looks like Mr. Lu has already cooled this lady physically. She's sweating now, right?"
Lu Xiyan was wearing a simple T-shirt and trousers, standing by the bed and regaining his usual noble and cold appearance.
"Sweating?"
Thinking of that sweaty affair, his brows twitched slightly, almost imperceptibly, "It happened."
The voice was cold and calm.
"That's good." The doctor packed up his medicine box. "As long as you sweat, the fever won't come back. Keep warm in the second half of the night and don't catch a cold. You should be better tomorrow."
Lu Xiyan nodded gently, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, Mr. Lu."
The doctor was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and reminded, "Mr. Lu, when a patient has a fever, it's best to...be restrained."
The doctor coughed twice and said politely, "It's not good for girls' health."
Lu Xiyan's cold eyes moved slightly, and he said "hmm".
After the doctor left, he sat by the bed and looked down at the person who was sleeping soundly on the bed.
His eyes fell on her fair neck, his fingertips lifted the thin quilt, and his brows suddenly frowned.
White neck, collarbone, below the collarbone...
Waist, lower abdomen...
Wherever the eyes go, there are large traces, which are conspicuous and ambiguous on the snow-white skin.
No wonder the doctor reminded me just now.
Remembering what the other party said about keeping warm, he quickly changed the thin quilt and adjusted the temperature in the room.
When he lay beside her, her breathing was slow and even, with only one eyebrow slightly furrowed.
He put his long arms around her shoulders and pulled her into his embrace.
Lu Xiyan didn't close his eyes, staring at her beautiful face.
"An Ning, how serious are you about me?"
His Adam's apple rolled and his voice was light and hoarse.
His fingertips unconsciously touched her brow. "I want to be together for a lifetime, not just for a few days or three or two years. I don't want to be like a puppy that is abandoned by its owner again and again and still waits for the owner to come back to find it..."
The arm around her shoulders suddenly tightened, and he pressed his lips against her forehead, "Can you take responsibility?"
The person in his arms had just recovered from his fever, and after being tossed around by him, he was now completely unconscious and could not hear his murmurs.
He suddenly chuckled, sniffed the fragrance of her hair and hugged her tighter.
......
The wall clock ticked away, and the inky sky outside the window gradually turned white.
Until the white light penetrated the room through the gaps in the light-colored curtains, Lu Xiyan's eyes remained clear as he looked at the person in his arms without even changing his posture.
“Ding Dong!”
The short message alert sounded abruptly in the quiet bedroom in the early morning.
Lu Xiyan raised his eyes and An Ning’s phone screen lit up.
The person in my arms was still sleeping soundly. I was afraid that the ringing of the phone would disturb her, so I was about to turn off her phone, but suddenly I looked at the text message that popped up on the lit screen.
The two words "Zhi Jun" are too eye-catching.
Looking at the phone was something he despised the most, but at this moment he took the phone over for some unknown reason.
After glancing at the person in his arms, he clicked on the message.
Prompt for password.
His brows furrowed slightly, and his fingertips tapped a few numbers out of inertia.
He was suddenly startled and the password was solved.
Her password - 0806, his birthday.
Same as four years ago.
Lu Xiyan's heart trembled and he clicked on the text message.
As his eyes swept across the lines of text, the warmth in his eyes faded bit by bit, becoming gradually colder and deeper.
The heat in the palm of his hand dissipated instantly.
He suddenly laughed at himself. If he hadn't seen this text message, he would still be moved by a mobile phone password.
The temperature in his eyes completely cooled down.
After taking a look at the person in his arms, he pulled his arms away and got up from the bed.
He left the room without looking back.
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