Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Certain beauty like fireworks only lasted for a moment. As pretty as they were, one should never expect them to last. However, even with the knowledge of its transient nature, it did not mean that one would not be sad when it finally passed.

Even though she did not say anything, he understood everything because he had heard the full conversation between her and his mother. The dream-like bliss that had lasted for the past few days was finally going to end. However, other than a hug, he could not give her anything else.

They stayed in that hug for a long time until their arms were sore. However, neither of them showed any desire to leave the otherʼs arms. If anything, the hug only got tighter, like they wished to melt into the otherʼs body.

If possible, they wished for time to stop, and they would die in each otherʼs arms. Alas, that was merely a dream.

Song Qingchunʼs eyes that were before Su Zhinianʼs chest started to prickle with tears. Eventually, tears slid out from the corner of her eyes and soaked his cotton pajamas. He knew she was crying. He wanted to comfort her, but he did not do anything; he just stayed there quietly and allowed her to cry her heart out.

Her tears seemed to possess some magical energy. They passed through his clothes, seeped through his skin, melted into his bloodstream, and finally formed needles to pierce through his heart. The pain was so intense that his eyes started to water. A single tear fell from his eyes, trickled down his face, and gently fell onto hers.

The girlʼs body quivered before she suddenly raised her eyes. Using the dim light in the room, he could see the water shining in her eyes.

He tried to turn his head away to hide his blood-shot eyes, but she suddenly reached upwards to hold his face. Then, she slowly raised her chin to meet his lips.

Her lips were quivering greatly, and her tears fell even faster from her action. The girlʼs tears slid down her face and flowed into their lips, sour and salty.

His body shook, and he used his hands to grip the back of her head to start to ravage her in return. His beastly manner practically took all the breath away from her lungs.

The deeper their kisses, the hotter they felt. The girl, with an unknown reserve of courage, threw caution to the wind and started to tear away at his shirt.

The buttons of his pajamas landed silently on the floor. Then her hand slithered down his stomach while her other hand actively removed her own clothes. All this while, she was holding him hostage with her kisses. Then they touched skin to skin.

She grabbed hold of his neck and leaned in for a deeper kiss.

The girl was like a lithe and charming nymph, draining all his resistance and rationality.

His body reacted strongly to her advances. He tried his best to maintain the clarity of his mind, trying to remove himself from her, but his injuries prevented him from doing that. With his breaths coming fast, he could only complain weakly. ”Qingchun, please donʼt… Qingchun, no… Qingchun…”

However, his request fell on deaf ears. Her hands continued to wander all over his bare skin. When her hand finally slithered down his crotch, the man groaned, and his sensibility shattered into pieces.

Love and lust overwhelmed the pain as the man suddenly flipped over to press the girl underneath him.

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When he entered her body, a dizzying sensation settled over him. This was not their first time, but it was his first time doing it with a conscious mind.

The previous two times were like a dream to him. Even though they were wonderful dreams, when he woke up the next morning, other than the general lethargy, the precious and intimate moments they shared the night before felt like they were from another life.

However, this was different. The sensation was so real. He could feel the girlʼs shyness, the suppleness of her skin, her dignity… and her temperature.

Su Zhinian paused for a moment. With his mouth still kissing Song Qingchun, he started to slowly move.

The otherworldly sensation caused both of them to suck in a deep breath. She gripped his shoulders, and he held her waist as if on instinct. The temperature in the room rose, and the closeness between them grew.

Other than each other, there was no one else in their eyes.

He loved her, and she also loved him, but certain love could only be vented off in such a manner. His love translated into motion. His assault grew heavier and heavier like he wanted to send her flying into space. How hard he was equaled to how much he loved her.