Chapter 473 From the first moment I saw you, it was destined
Xiao Nanyue held Xiyan and walked towards her original bedroom, with an uncontrollable eagerness in his steps.
Xiyan was held in his arms, the crisp cold plum scent of his body lingering around her nose. Her heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to burst her chest. She could only bury her face in his shoulder, not daring to look up at the fire burning in his eyes.
Pushing open the door, he fastened the bolt with his backhand. With a light "click", he blocked out everything outside the yard.
Before Xiyan could stand firm, he pressed her against the door panel and gave her a hot kiss.
Unlike the domineering plundering in the past, this kiss carried the treasure of regaining what had been lost. As they tossed and rubbed against each other, even their breath was stained with scorching temperature.
"Um...your injury..."
Xiyan raised her hand to his chest, her fingertips feeling the coolness of the bandage, and gave a vague reminder.
Xiao Nanyan grabbed her hand and pressed it against his waist, kissing her even deeper until both of them were out of breath. He then pulled away slightly, forehead against forehead, his voice hoarse:
"It's okay..."
He lowered his head to look at her lips that were swollen from being kissed, his eyes as dark as night:
"I have endured for too long, Yanyan."
He picked her up by the waist and strode towards the wooden bed in the inner room.
He casually lifted the moon-white gauze curtain, which fell like flowing clouds, completely separating the two of them from the outside world.
Xiyan was gently placed on the soft quilt. Looking at his figure leaning over her, she hurriedly closed her eyes, but her long eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.
Xiao Nanyue's fingertips were covered with thin calluses. He gently stroked her eyebrows, sliding down her cheek to her jaw. His movements were so gentle that it was unlike him.
"Yanyan, do you remember? The first time we had sex was in this room. At that time, you were poisoned by Chu Jin's Qimeng Xihun Pill."
Xiyan's thoughts were instantly pulled back to that chaotic and hot night more than two years ago.
The bone-eroding drug, the uncontrollable desire, and his forbearing yet fiery gaze in the dim candlelight all surfaced in her mind. Her face flushed red with shame, and even her ears felt a subtle heat. She subconsciously shrank into his arms, not daring to look up at him.
She would never forget it.
At that time, she was tortured by the effects of the medicine and her whole body was burning hot. In her blurred consciousness, she grabbed his sleeves and begged him in a crying voice, begging him to give her the antidote and relieve the heart-wrenching pain.
Xiao Nanyan noticed her shyness, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. He gently rubbed her small earlobe with his lips, and his tone was full of tenderness:
"Yan Yan, you know, back then, you were as beautiful as a fairy. Your hair was disheveled, and the corners of your eyes were red. You looked so fragile, yet you were so captivating that I couldn't look away. I only took one look at you, and I was completely captivated."
He paused, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and then was covered with tenderness:
"But, I hesitated. Seeing you in so much pain, I wanted to save you, but I was also afraid you would regret it when you woke up, and would hate me for taking advantage of you. But I didn't want you to die even more, and I couldn't tolerate any man in this world touching you or detoxifying you except me."
Having said that, he tightened his arms and hugged her tighter, his tone filled with unquestionable possessiveness, yet also concealed deep cherishment:
"Because you can only be mine. It was destined from the first moment I saw you."
Xiyan listened to his words with mixed feelings.
All the grievances and resentments of the past seemed to become blurred at this moment.
She could clearly sense the sincerity in his words, the love and obsession hidden deep in his heart. She gently raised her head and met his gentle eyes, a thousand words flooding her mind, but in the end, they only turned into a low sigh, and she reached out and put her arms around his neck.
A trace of ecstasy flashed across Xiao Nanyan's eyes. He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her eyes, whispering beside her lips:
"This time, I want to hear Yanyan say those words again in person."
Xiyan's eyes were filled with tears and her body was burning hot because of his teasing, but her consciousness told her that she must not beg for mercy.
He casually lifted a corner of the quilt, and the robe with his body temperature slid off his shoulders, revealing his bandaged chest.
Xiyan looked at the dazzling white circle, her heart tightened, and she reached out to touch it, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed it against the pillow:
"Focus."
His kiss landed on her neck, stirring up a shudder:
"Yanyan, I'm waiting for you to say..."
Xiyan bit her lip, unable to let go of her pride. Her eyes inadvertently swept across his arm, and the green Xiyan flower came into view. The patterns on the petals became clearer against her skin tone.
Since they got married, they had had many physical intimacy, but she had never paid close attention to it, simply because she hated him at that time and didn't even want to look him in the face.
Now, looking at it carefully, my heart suddenly trembled, and Fu Yunqing's words suddenly echoed in my ears -
After she faked her death and fled to Nanzhao, Xiao Nanyan carved the shape of this flower into his flesh in this room with his own hands. At that time, he looked haggard and heartbroken, as if his soul had gone with her.
Her heart softened instantly, and all her shyness and hesitation were drowned by the sudden pain and throbbing.
She tilted her head slightly, her lips trembling as she pressed them against his ear, her voice filled with a barely perceptible sob and longing:
"Please, give me..."
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