Accompanied by her heartfelt words of confession.
Mo Chuxi froze in pleasant surprise.
While he was stunned by his joy, Yan Xinxin pressed her tear-stained, cream-smeared lips against his thin ones again.
In just an instant, he felt his lips filled with the taste of sweetness.
Yan Xinxin shut her tearful eyes tightly and wrapped her arms around Mo Chuxi’s neck.
She had no skill in kissing, nor did she know how to please him. She only knew that at this moment, she wanted to kiss her Brother Xi, hug her Brother Xi...
No matter if she was Mu Qianyuan or Yan Xinxin, she could feel that his longing and affection for her were genuine and exclusive!
Mo Chuxi’s heart leaped instantly; her confession was like a dose of exhilaration, sweeping away all his thoughts and composure.
Feeling her soft and sweet kisses, Mo Chuxi extended his long arms, wrapped them around her slender waist, and placed his palm under her petite bottom, lifting Yan Xinxin effortlessly.
Their tangled lips traversed between moments of reluctant separation and yearning attachment.
Listening to his heartbeat, breathing in his scent, and feeling his embrace had never felt so wonderful before.
The orange-red glow of the sunset quietly fell onto the snow-white, soft King-size bed, with a faint layer of the setting sun casting its light onto the clothes sliding off his fingertips.
The pale blue dress rested obediently beside his white shirt. Their quiet proximity resembled that of their owners’ tight embrace.
Yan Xinxin’s tears had already stopped, and her cheeks turned rosy under his increasingly passionate kisses.
Her heartbeat was frantic, yet the rhythm was joyous.
His hand slid gradually from her thigh to her chest, but no matter how he moved, he refused to separate their tangled lips at this moment.
Yan Xinxin was struggling to catch her breath. Initially overwhelmed by a burst of emotions and wanting to kiss him, she hadn’t expected things to escalate .
Images from last night surfaced in her mind; his fiery breaths seemed to still linger faintly around her ears.
Yan Xinxin gently shook her head, stretching out her hands to cradle Mo Chuxi’s handsome face.
He paused slightly, reluctantly letting go of her lips.
Mo Chuxi lowered his gaze to look at the girl before him—her flushed cheeks and ruby red lips—while the passion and tenderness in his smoldering gaze were emotions only she could understand.
Yan Xinxin pressed her lips together lightly, her beautiful eyes shyly darting away, intentionally avoiding his gaze.
"Last night, now, it still feels... kind of uncomfortable..."
She stammered softly, her voice delicate and hesitant, her face so red it seemed blood might drip from it.
Mo Chuxi leaned down, the corner of his mouth curving into a smile as he moved closer to her.
"Last night, Yuan didn’t know anything and fell asleep quickly, while Brother Xi worked hard the whole time."
His lowered voice was soft and magnetic to an irresistible degree.
"Doesn’t Yuan want to have a few more babies with Brother Xi to give Xi and Chun younger siblings?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Xinxin’s gaze flickered.
"After the competition ends, I’ll take you to meet Chun."
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"Really. No matter what happens in the future, Brother Xi will never lie to you."
He spoke with extreme fondness, placing a tender kiss on her brow before finally letting go after a long moment.
"Xinxin, can we have a few more babies together?"
He asked again, seeking her input.
Yan Xinxin lowered her long, curled lashes in disappointment.
"The doctor said... I won’t be able to conceive anymore."
"Whether or not we can have babies doesn’t depend on what the doctor says, but on your husband’s capabilities."
"Yuan, Brother Xi has one more thing to say to you."