Chapter 514: Chapter 513: You are mine, and I am yours Chapter 514: Chapter 513: You are mine, and I am yours Lu Mian “hmmed” softly, seemingly aware of something, her hands struggled free from his large palm.
She didn’t see the man’s eyes narrow with danger.
Xiao Qimo didn’t dare to apply force, so he let go of her hand, only to find that she wasn’t trying to pull away from his waist but was slowly moving toward his chest.
Under his puzzled gaze, Lu Mian began to fasten the buttons of his house coat with her currently not very nimble hands.
Xiao Qimo: “Why bother with this thing?
Lu Mian proceeded unhurriedly, with a warm, leisurely pace, and after she had finished, she gently pushed Xiao Qimo away, the corners of her mouth hooking into a light smile, “Your voice is trembling, you must be cold.”
Xiao Qimo grinned slightly.
How nice, she was so tenderly concerned about him.
This was the exclusive surprise of a straight woman.
Xiao Qimo frowned, turned around, and stared at the girl in front of him, his large hand gripping his clothing and with a relentless tug, the delicate golden buttons hit the ground, one by one, rolling several times on the floor.
This time, the original V-shaped collar had become completely open.
Lu Mian stepped back, her eyes nearly unsure where to land upon seeing the cold, pale skin and pectorals in front of her.
Why had she never noticed before how her cheeks would heat up in the face of these things?
In her haste, she avoided his gaze, looking at the bedroom ceiling, looking at the wallpaper wall behind Xiao Qimo, but not at Xiao Qimo himself.
“Mianmian, I’m cold,” the thick-skinned man declared.
Lu Mian opened her mouth, somewhat at a loss for what to say next; why had he torn off all the buttons just now?
It was bound to be cold.
While dodging his gaze, she walked toward the wardrobe, “I’ll find you something warm.
This silk material really doesn’t hold warmth well…”
She hung her head low, diligently marching forward.
The man nonchalantly followed behind her, his arms crossed in front of his chest, watching her, somewhat at a loss, with an amused smile.
Lu Mian, realizing he was still following her, hastened, “You go to the bed first, I’ll be right there.”
Ah, how sweet that sounded.
The man’s smile deepened, and with a sweep of his long arm, he directly pulled the girl in front of him into his embrace.
Sometime during all this, his glasses had disappeared without a trace.
His eyes were already brimming with countless sparks and thoughts, all the repressed tenderness finding its true outlet, and at this moment, all he wanted to do was…
Regardless of whether Lu Mian had become foolish, the man nodded, and fiercely pressed his lips against her rosy, moist ones.
“Mmh…” Lu Mian’s hands hung in the air, even more confounded.
Xiao Qimo felt as if his blood was about to explode, heaven knows how much he had wanted to do this, how restless his heart had been while watching over her sleep.
She was cool, distant, reserved, and modest, yet in the snow this morning, she had whispered to him that uniquely moving love talk, every word of which he understood, and each sentence moved him deeply.
Since he started liking her, it wasn’t only her with a body pH value less than 7.
He was sour almost every moment.
But from now on, he could sourly react openly and honestly.
This time, there were no more considerations.
The tempestuous kiss came down like a storm.
Lu Mian was tightly embraced by the man, her entire body nearly pressed into his.
Without the barrier of fabric, she clearly felt his burning temperature and the tense lines of his muscles.
She felt it was wrong to touch anywhere, and eventually her hands were left aimlessly hovering in mid-air as he guided her waist, dragging her down onto the bed.
Carrying his weight on top of her, her breathing was rapid and anxious; she even felt as though the air around her had solidified, and all oxygen had been stripped away.
His kissing did not cease, but Lu Mian was about to pass out.
When she felt his body growing increasingly tense, Lu Mian finally came back to her senses.
“Xiao Qimo!” Lu Mian called out, her voice muffled.
She swiftly pushed him away, struggling furiously to distance herself from the man, her right hand clutching her chest, gasping for air.
My heart is beating too fast!
I’m really going to faint!
The man’s ardor ceased, and Xiao Qimo also snapped out of his reverie, his gaze heavy and profound as he stared at her blushing little face before finally getting off the bed.
His voice was even huskier than before, and he extended his large palm, signaling her to get up.
Lu Mian rarely depended on him, but this time she offered her hand.
The two of them finally left the dangerous and heated confines of the large bed.
The girl secretly let out a sigh of relief.
She could guess what might happen next, but those things were an unknown world to her, one she wasn’t yet ready to accept.
Just a single kiss was already the limit of her heart’s endurance.
Flashes of fragmented memories occasionally zipped through her mind at such speed that she couldn’t grasp them in time.
Shaking her head slightly, she looked up to find a large expanse of skin before her eyes.
Lu Mian immediately reached out her hand, tied a knot in the garment corner, and at last covered him up.
She smiled, “Still cold?”
The man’s heart instantly softened to an extreme, like feathers, turned into a pile of softness.
“Not cold anymore,” Xiao Qimo shook his head, his eyes deeply fixed on her flushed lips.
His palm reached out, his thumb gently caressing the spot he had claimed.
“Mianmian,” he softly called her name.
Lu Mian looked up, her almond eyes misty with a hint of moisture, “Hmm?”
“You are mine, and I am yours, remember that?”
He eagerly declared their belonging to one another, still worried about the words she’d uttered while drunk.
But now, in this moment, he’d fully come to understand her feelings.
This girl was finally his.
Listening to his somewhat domineering declaration, Lu Mian hesitated slightly, her lashes lightly curtaining her eyes as she whispered softly, “But I…
Xiao Qimo couldn’t help but laugh.
He reached out to tousle her hair playfully, “So, you think I’m outstanding?”
Without waiting for Lu Mian to say anything, he followed up, “Maybe, I’m even worse than you are.”
“aEUR|” Lu Mian tilted her head slightly, “Two messed-up people together might just make things right, I guess.”
“Right,” the man nodded, “and in the future, not only will we make things right, but we also will make things kids.”
Lu Mian didn’t understand and asked again.
The elegant man rarely made such jokes.
Knowing she hadn’t gotten it, he chose not to elaborate.
Instead, he changed into a new set of loungewear in front of Lu Mian.
Lu Mian had no choice but to flee outside his bedroom, her face flushed with embarrassment.
“Let’s have some food, shall we?” After changing, the man emerged gracefully from the inside, approaching Lu Mian and reaching out to take her small hand.
Even for the short distance to go downstairs for a meal, he wanted to hold her hand.
Lu Mian didn’t resist and let him lead her.
Just before they walked out the door, Xiao Qimo still seemed unsatisfied.
He tilted his body slightly, stealing a quick and precise kiss on her cheek.
Watching the girl’s cheeks turn red once again, he pushed his glassesaEUR” that he seemed to have put on at some unknown momentaEUR”back up his nose, and exuded contentment as he took the steps down.
It wasn’t mealtime yet, so Qi Zhen, Xiao Huazun, Yun Sang, and Ye Jinwen, who had come earlier, were all sitting in the living room.
They seemed to have struck upon some amusing conversation, for they were all laughing heartily.
As they heard footsteps from the direction of the stairs, they turned their heads in unison.