Nanxi was somewhat exhausted. Not wanting to soil the bed, she chose to sit on the sofa. By the time Lu Yinchu came in, she was already leaning on the sofa, nearly nodding off.
A soft sigh indicated his presence. The man went over and set the milk in his hand on the coffee table, then moved to carry her, her lightweight body radiating an enticing scent.
The moment her body touched the bed, Nanxi woke up. Her dark, shiny eyes fixed on his, somewhat taken aback. Awake, yes, but her mind was still foggy.
Yinchu bent down, placing a gentle kiss on her lips, then let go of her and walked over to the coffee table to fetch the milk. He scooped her back into his arms again.
Nanxi blinked her eyes, starting to awake a bit more.
"Open your mouth and have some milk. You’ve lost a lot of weight these past few days," his voice tinged with concern.
His eagerness to possess her had made him overlook her physical condition after her mental ordeal. This was his oversight.
Nanxi frowned, her crimson lips pouting, and shook her head, "I can’t drink anymore!"
She’d overeaten earlier, and truly could not drink anymore.
"Really not going to drink?"
"I don’t want to!" Nanxi affirmed with certainty.
Her long eyelashes quivered, rosy lips slightly pouty, exuding an attractive color.
"It seems like I need to feed you!"
"No..." Nanxi attempted to object, but it was already too late.
The man’s handsome face approached, his lips silencing hers.
Nanxi dared not move. She noticed the man’s other hand still holding the glass of milk, steady.
But if she were to move abruptly, it might not be steady anymore.
"Do you still need me to feed you?" asked the man, a smile playing at the corners of his lips, his husky voice making Nanxi’s chest rise and fall, her heart nearly leaping out.
"No, no need!" Nanxi immediately denied.
If he were to feed her again, she feared she might suffocate and die on the spot.
"Then..." The man brought the glass of milk closer just in time.
"I’ll drink!" Nanxi quickly took the glass of milk from him, and drank all of the milk under his watchful eyes.
Watching the little woman in his arms wrinkle her brows and put forth such effort to drink, Lu Yinchu didn’t know whether he should feel happy or heartbroken.
Just to avoid his "feeding," she mustered up so much energy.
The glass was empty. Nanxi, feeling weak all over, looked at him and reported, "I... I’ve finished drinking!"
"Hm." The man took the empty glass and put it on the bedside table. His voice was magnetically faint, "Very good."
"...Lu Yinchu, do you treat me like a child? Or do you think I’m very childish?"
Nanxi bit her lip and tried to suppress the anger in her chest before speaking in a threatening voice.
Looking at her, the man’s eyes were pitch-black, his voice indicating genuine confusion.
"I’m already twenty-two. I graduated from university and entered the workforce. I’m an adult, yet you always treat me like a child. This is something I can’t accept, it’s... it’s unfair treatment..."
"Oh? Unfair treatment?"
The man’s voice remained a soft concoction, his beautiful lips curving into a captivating arc, "So, you want to be treated fairly?"
The man’s dark eyes fixed on her, "I understand!"
Nanxi frowned. What was there to understand?
Just as Nanxi was puzzling over this, the man suddenly lowered his head and kissed her neck, "Is this... what you mean by treating you as an adult?"
Nanxi’s face blushed profusely, her heart thumping wildly. She opened her mouth, unsure of what to say.
She lost her voice, her breathing erratic.
The man’s lips grazed her nose and planted a kiss.
Nanxi’s entire body trembled. In disbelief, she looked at the man and noticed the uncontrollable darkness in his intense eyes. Nanxi froze.
He had said he wouldn’t touch her!
"If... I mean if, I treated you as a child, would I kiss you ?"
Nanxi lips pressed together tightly, she dared not move, "Lu Yinchu, I... uh..."
Before she could finish, the man lowered his head and captured her lips once again.
Nanxi avoided his lips and pleaded with a quivering voice.
With wet lashes, she cast a pleading look at the man. Trembling, she uttered, "Lu Yinchu, you promised..."
"Just one kiss... I won’t do anything else..."
"But..." Nanxi, well-versed in romantic novel tropes, was finding it hard to trust Lu Yinchu.
Many men lure unsuspecting women this way, and ultimately fail to control themselves.
"Lu Yinchu, could you... could you get off me?"
The man raised his head, his eyes as dark as ink. He leaned down to kiss her lips. "What’s the matter?"
"You... you can’t do this..." Nanxi managed to slur the words out.
"You... you can’t do it ..."
Nanxi couldn’t put it into words. It felt as if her entire brain had short circuited.