"Do you not like it anymore?" His voice was hoarse.
"I know you used to love me," he said, holding her soft little hand to his chest, tracing the contours of his abs. He whispered in a low, seductive voice, "Here, and here, you liked them a lot."
So he knew all along.
At that moment, Lin Fu wanted to hide her blushing face, but the candid part of her personality refused to back down. She looked up to meet Fu Xing’s gaze.
Their eyes crossed and tangled in the air, magnetically drawing each other in, making it impossible to separate. Lin Fu tried to look away but simply couldn’t. Spellbound, she stared at Fu Xing, at his eyes, his face, his noble nose bridge, and his perfect, thin lips.
When Lin Fu gazed at Fu Xing with those misty, dewy eyes, something struck at the heart of Fu Xing.
In his mind, there was a "bang," and something broke. The beast that had been suppressed deep inside roared and broke free.
Fu Xing pinched Lin Fu’s chin, leaned down, and sealed her sweet, soft lips with his.
Lin Fu felt a light bite on her lips, followed by something prying open her teeth, then forcefully taking over everything she had.
Lin Fu’s eyes widened in shock. She could clearly feel his breath, her heart pounding so hard she thought it might leap out of her chest.
She was in total disarray, completely unable to think.
Without realizing it, she wrapped her arms tightly around Fu Xing’s neck.
His kiss was domineering, aggressively claiming and ravishing the beauty in his arms. His long hand held her soft, smooth hand, which had unknowingly slipped inside his shirt, touching his scorching chest.
Lin Fu felt as though she’d been scorched by the heat of his skin, instinctively trying to pull away, but he forcefully held her in place, unwilling to let go.
"Mmm, mmm..." She was kissed into a daze, trying instinctively to struggle, but this only made Fu Xing deepen the kiss further.
He possessed her eagerly, unrestrainedly, as if he wanted to devour her completely.
After what seemed like an eternity, Fu Xing finally released her lips, panting, and looked at the slightly swollen lips of the little wife he had ravished. His eyes darkened with an intensity that felt as if it could suck in one’s soul.
He extended his long fingers, the pads rough with calluses, and gently caressed her reddened lips, his voice hoarse, murmuring, "You really do like it."
Lin Fu was denying her true feelings.
"Heh!" Fu Xing chuckled lightly, his voice irresistibly sexy. He leaned close to Lin Fu’s ear, his voice tempting, "But your hand still clings to my skin, unwilling to leave."
Lin Fu let out a small gasp and hastily withdrew her hand.
Fu Xing laughed at her reaction, whispering in her ear with a soothing, melodious voice, "The first time you saw me, you looked like you wanted to eat me alive."
"Don’t say it, don’t say that."
Lin Fu was mortified, quickly attempting to cover Fu Xing’s mouth to stop him from continuing.
"Why not say it?" Fu Xing let her small hands ignite points of fire on his body, teasingly saying, "Your eyes always love to secretly stare at my face and my body."
"Ah! I’m not playing this game."
She wanted to run away from home, to return to Earth.
Fu Xing grabbed her hand, his eyes deeply fixating on hers, staring so intently as if he wished to swallow her whole right then and there.
"When we get home, we’ll sleep together, I’ll give you everything you want."
His voice was deep and husky, with an unmistakable desire for possession.