"Seeing how deeply you slept, I didn’t want to disturb you,"
Rong Shaoze nodded. He hadn’t been resting well lately, but last night, holding her in his sleep, he felt so comfortable and secure that he fell into a deep sleep, unbothered by anything else.
"After you woke up, you should have waited in bed for me to wake up together," he said affectionately, rubbing his nose against hers in a pampered and impish way.
Lin Xinlan smiled, ducking away, and pushed against his chest, "Go change your clothes."
"No... you change them for me."
"Change them yourself."
Rong Shaoze wrapped his arms around her, shamelessly whining, "I want you to change them for me. If you don’t, I’ll just hold you and not let you leave this room."
A grown man acting so childishly made Lin Xinlan speechless, yet her heart melted with sweetness.
She laughed, "So, we’re not eating then?"
"Not using the toilet then?"
"Nothing at all then?"
He nodded, his smile growing happier, "Yeah, nothing at all. Is it bad if I just hold you forever, until the end of time?"
Lin Xinlan’s heart quivered; she wanted to hold him tight, kiss him, and tell him she would never leave him for her entire life.
She held back, laughing, "If that’s the case, we’ll end up as two skeletons with grass possibly growing all around us."
The man, a bit speechless, pinched her nose and sighed, "Xinlan, what I said was supposed to be romantic, but you’ve made it completely unromantic."
"Alright, even if we turn into skeletons, I still want to hold you ."
His dark, bright eyes gazing into hers, Lin Xinlan felt not only her heart but also her soul trembling.
All of a sudden, she realized how deeply she loved Rong Shaoze, to the point of being willing to die for him, to do anything for him.
Her love for him had seeped into her marrow; no matter how the world changed, it would not waver.
If she were to leave him, how would she live? She would surely be in agony every single day.
In death, walking alone on Naihe Bridge, loneliness and solitude would surely kill her.
Without him, what would her existence mean...
"Hmm?" The man looked at her deeply, responding softly.
Lin Xinlan slowly moved closer to his face, longing to kiss his lips, as Rong Shaoze watched her with intense eyes, unblinkingly.
She looped her arms around his neck, her breathing growing more rapid.
In his eyes full of anticipation and desire, she finally kissed him, gently pressing her lips against his.
The man’s pupils darkened, his breathing became heavy.
With a suppressed grunt, he suddenly grasped the back of her head, opened his mouth wide, and kissed her deeply.
Lin Xinlan responded eagerly as the man tensed up all over, holding her waist with one hand, he spun her around, pressing her against the wall—
Lin Xinlan could feel his tense muscles, and the changes in his body.
She tried to dodge his kisses and quickly spoke up to stop him, "Rong Shaoze, not now..."
"You were the one who seduced me!" he said, his words muffled and showing no intention of letting her go.
Lin Xinlan’s body began to react as well, and she knew the consequences if they continued—it would be an accident waiting to happen.
But her makeup couldn’t be ruined again.
Yesterday in the study, he hadn’t noticed anything amiss; who knew if her luck would still hold today.
What if he happened to notice?