"How is there not? You bumped into me so hard it hurt,"
"Really? Where does it hurt, let me rub it." She reached out to press on his chest, but he quickly grasped her hand.
"This is a public place, you should pay attention to your image. Once we’re inside, you can do whatever you want with me," Rong Shaoze said with a playful tone.
Lin Xinlan playfully punched him, causing Rong Shaoze to twist his face in an exaggerated expression of pain, "Are you trying to murder your own husband?"
"Keep pretending, it looks so real," Lin Xinlan said, speechless.
"Hehe, you saw through me," the man wrapped his arms around her shoulders, speaking to her affectionately, "Let’s go inside."
Rong Shaoze had returned, and his mother had arranged a table full of delicious food.
After eating, the man took Lin Xinlan back to the bedroom and brought out the gift he had brought for her.
The gift was a silver anklet studded with Rubies and engraved with intricate patterns, very beautiful.
Rong Shaoze opened the clasp, slipped the anklet onto her right ankle, and clicked the clasp shut. The anklet fit snugly yet comfortably around her fair and delicate ankle.
Lin Xinlan shook her foot, the anklet looked heavy but was actually light, barely felt when worn.
Moreover, it fit her ankle perfectly, as if it were custom-made.
Holding her fair little foot, Rong Shaoze asked with a smile, "Do you like it?"
"I do." She hadn’t expected him to give her an anklet, "What made you think to give me this gift?"
The man, gazing at her fair and tender ankle, said with a smile, "Do you know what it means for a man to gift a woman an anklet?"
His eyes grew dark with intensity, and his sexy, thin lips parted slowly as he spoke huskily and alluringly, "It signifies a man’s strong desire to possess a woman—to have her forever, to ensure she belongs only to him and none other. Her body, her heart, they can only be his, for life, unchanging even unto death..."
He looked at her passionately, his eyes filled with profound affection.
Lin Xinlan found herself breathing heavily, her heart racing, even feeling a bit parched.
"Rong Shaoze..." she called his name softly but noticed her voice change in pitch, carrying a tone that was seductively sweet and teasing.
The man’s gaze deepened further.
His hot hand gripped her foot tightly, and his breathing became unstable.
"Xinlan, my Xinlan..."
He leaned down slowly, and his scorching lips landed on the top of her foot, causing Lin Xinlan’s heart to flutter, and her cheeks to blaze red.
His kisses trailed upward, arriving at her ankle, kissing the cool anklet and her graceful ankle.
Lin Xinlan’s body lay reclined on the bed, her hands clutching the sheets tightly, her entire body trembling with every kiss he planted.
But he did not stop, moving from her ankle to kiss up her calf...
Lin Xinlan felt she could hardly take it anymore.
This sweet torment left her flustered and at a loss, yet unwilling for him to stop.
Rong Shaoze’s kisses moved higher, reaching her slightly swollen belly, and he kissed it even more tenderly and lovingly.
Feeling his profound love for her, Lin Xinlan was deeply moved, and a tear slid down her cheek.
With him by her side, no matter how painful things might be, she would never be too sad.
Because he had filled her entire heart...
His kisses finally reached her lips, where he held her lips gently, entwining them with deep passion and tenderness.