Chapter 140 Kiss His Lips
After a while, An Ning lowered her eyes as if she had made a decision.
"He's... busy."
"Just because you're busy, you can ignore your own son?"
There was a hint of mockery in Lu Xiyan's tone, as if he was somewhat dissatisfied with her making excuses for her ex-husband.
After treating the minor wounds on his hands and putting Band-Aids on the deeper wounds, An Ning raised her eyes and looked at his handsome face.
"Xiyan, I know you have me in your heart, right?"
She curled the corners of her lips slightly, and rubbed his palm with her fingertips. "Many things are not what you think, but I will tell you everything in the future."
Her eyes were gentle and misty as she stared at his perfect features and asked softly, "Are we together again now?"
The answer was important to her.
That way she can decide whether to move forward or backward.
Lu Xiyan stared at her eyes for a long time, then suddenly lowered his eyes to look at the hand she was holding lightly in his palm.
He gently pinched her fingers with his fingertips, and after a moment, he murmured "hmm".
He never denied that he loved her.
From the moment she returned to Jinghai and they met in the hospital, his reason told him that he should hate her.
But he still instinctively cares about her every move, every little detail.
When he found out that she was divorced and had a child, he could only retaliate against her with intense hatred, letting her feel his presence and allowing them to continue to be entangled in hatred.
When he saw her ex-husband appear, he finally understood that his hatred was why he still loved her all these years, while she had already let it go.
His hatred, in the final analysis, was a plea to her.
Begging her to love him again.
He also thought about letting go of himself and her and no longer being entangled with each other.
However, in the moments of life and death again and again, he saw his own heart clearly - he was too afraid of losing her.
Four years of separation took away half of his life, and that lifetime of separation took away his life as well.
In that case, let’s get back together.
"peaceful."
He spoke, his voice a little hoarse, "Are you serious this time?"
An Ning raised her eyes and found that his eyes were red, as if he had been bullied.
Lu Xiyan stared into her clear eyes and said, "I was 24 when I was with you. We were together for two years, but I waited for you to come back for four years."
He gently stroked the back of her hand with his fingertips. "I'm already thirty years old this year. I'm past the age of being passionate and I don't have much patience to wait."
"If you don't want me next time, I will never wait for you again in my life."
The harsh words he uttered were the same as those he uttered four years ago. They were clearly threats, but they also sounded like begging.
An Ning felt very upset. She looked at Lu Xiyan's red eyes and her tears fell before his.
"Western Banquet..."
She choked up, "I think I really owe you an apology."
"I'm sorry for hurting you so badly."
She squatted in front of him, held his hand and placed it on her cheek, "I'm really sorry, but I love you, too."
The moment her tears fell, she stood up, supported her shoulders, and kissed his lips.
As their lips touched, I didn't know whose tears flowed, and they tasted salty and bitter.
She kissed him clumsily, without skill, with tenderness and flattery.
A slender hand suddenly inserted into her hair and pressed the back of her head. The next moment, the man took the initiative and kissed her hot lips.
The gentle yet domineering kiss soon made An Ning unable to withstand it. Her legs were so weak that she could not stand and she almost fell on him.
Suddenly a hand slid down to her waist, and then her feet were lifted off the ground.
Lu Xiyan kissed her and carried her to the bed.
An Ning's heart was beating fast and her face was burning. When she took a breath, she stared at Lu Xiyan's smooth jawline, her eyes hazy.
She was placed on the soft bed, and the man bent down his waist and kissed her from her lips to her ear.
As if his overflowing longing had nowhere to vent, he bit the red mole on her ear, and whispers flowed out from between his lips and teeth.
"Ningning..."
"Ningning..."
The hot breath sprayed in her ears, An Ning's shoulders trembled and her whole body shuddered.
Lu Xiyan's low voice sounded like a complaint of grievance, but also like an expression of love, caressing her eardrum and tickling her heart.
An Ning hooked her arms around his neck and raised her chin to kiss the mole on the bridge of his nose.
The deafening sound of the heartbeat escaped from his mouth.
Every passionate kiss he placed on her body was like a burning fire, burning her blood dry.
......
I woke up again to the ringing of my cell phone.
An Ning slept very soundly. In a daze, she heard her cell phone ringing. It was her cell phone ringtone.
My body instinctively wanted to touch the phone, but when I moved, I found that my hand was firmly held in someone's palm.
An exposed arm encircled her waist, and bony fingers slipped between her fingers, clasping her hand in his palm tightly.
An Ning moved, but found that she couldn't move backwards. The body pressed against her back gave her a hot temperature, and his even breathing and warm breath fell on the skin of her neck. There was also his pleasant fragrance at the tip of her nose.
An Ning curled the corners of her mouth. No wonder she slept so comfortably. It turned out that she had long been dependent on the warmth of his arms.
The phone was still ringing, and before An Ning pulled her hand away, the slender hand reached out and touched the phone before her.
An incoming call popped up on the screen, and a hoarse and lazy voice sounded behind him.
"Male? Who?"
The vibration of the chest cavity could be heard through An Ning's back. An Ning looked up and said, "It's a colleague."
Taking the phone from him, An Ning answered it, "Mr. Han? What's going on?"
"Miss An, are you resting in the hotel or out?" Han Lei asked on the other end of the phone. "A few of my colleagues and I are going out for dinner. Would you like to join us?"
"Dinner?" An Ning glanced at the time. It was already past seven o'clock in the evening!
It was still morning when she came back, but she and Lu Xiyan had been staying in bed all day!
"Yeah, let's go together?" Han Lei invited enthusiastically, "My colleague found a restaurant with local characteristics."
An Ning turned her head and glanced at the lazy man behind her, as if she wanted to ask for his opinion, but he closed his eyes, rubbed his nose lightly against her shoulder, and looked unwilling to go.
"No, Mr. Han, I'm resting in the hotel." An Ning politely declined, "You guys go ahead."
"Miss An, are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to—"
Before the other party could finish his caring words, a slender finger simply hung up the phone.
"So long-winded."
The lazy voice was filled with dissatisfaction.
An Ning found it funny, "He does care."
The man behind her suddenly opened his eyes, grasped her slender waist with one hand, slid his fingers down, and a hint of cunning flashed in his clear eyes.
"Need it?" he whispered threateningly, "Hmm?"
"No, no!" An Ning quickly surrendered and stopped his rebellious hands. "Except you, I don't need anyone's care."
If Lu Xiyan had shown some mercy last time, he was really ruthless this time.
An Ning couldn't bear it anymore, so she quickly begged for mercy, "Can I take you to eat something delicious?"
Lu Xiyan was very pleased with her plea for mercy. He held her wrist with his backhand and smiled beautifully.
His fingers found the ribbon around her wrist again and he asked, "Why do you keep wearing this?"
Before An Ning could answer, he grabbed her wrist and lifted her up in the air.
As if he was looking at her ribbon carefully, An Ning was about to withdraw her hand when Lu Xiyan gently picked up the bow with his fingers and the ribbon slipped from her wrist.
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