"Li Chenghao, why is it so hard for you to face reality? Stop deceiving yourself. If Han Xi still had a place for you in her heart, today, even if she resisted in her heart during your forced kiss, her body would have reacted. But instead, she felt disgusted. Do you know when you forced that kiss on her, the girl was crazily thinking about Lu Jinghan? That’s why you lost. You don’t even qualify to compete with Lu Jinghan."
While she was being kissed by him, she was actually thinking madly about another man.
Li Chenghao was unwilling. They loved each other for three years, separated for four, but in these two thousand five hundred days of seven years, Li Chenghao never forgot Han Xi.
Even if he had to tie her up, he wanted Han Xi by his side for a lifetime.
Li Chenghao looked into Li Manman’s eyes with a cold gleam: "There’s no need for you to worry about me and Xiao Xi. If you can’t tell me where Xiao Xi is, then I’ll find her myself."
Li Manman slammed the coffee cup on the table with a "bang," spilling rich coffee all over: "Li Chenghao, you’re such a stubborn bastard. Han Xi must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to meet you."
Li Manman’s voice was loud. The usually empty midnight café suddenly echoed with her sharp tone.
The few people around glanced at them but soon looked away, just thinking of them as a quarreling couple.
Li Chenghao’s angular profile tensed, with evident displeasure on his face. He said nothing, simply stood up, and left the café.
Li Manman was practically fuming with anger, wondering why Li Chenghao was like a dogged plaster, impossible to shake off.
Early the next morning, Han Xi woke up in Lu Jinghan’s embrace, her eyes still a bit swollen from crying the night before.
Lu Jinghan’s palm was covering Han Xi’s small face, his thumb gently brushing the tip of her nose: "My Mrs. Lu is awake."
Han Xi’s hands tightly wrapped around Lu Jinghan’s slender waist under the covers, her bare feet playfully moving on his foot: "Morning, Mr. Lu."
Feeling a bit heated by Han Xi’s antics, Lu Jinghan’s hormones stirred restlessly: "Don’t move, or I can’t guarantee what I’ll do to you."
Han Xi looked up at Lu Jinghan with shameless confidence: "My period hasn’t ended yet."
"Aren’t there other ways, hmm?" Lu Jinghan’s magnetic voice was hoarse, his eyes under deep-set brows filled with a consuming desire.
Han Xi immediately surrendered, not daring to move, obedient as a little kitten.
She didn’t want her hand... to get crippled.
Seeing Han Xi’s slightly swollen eyes, although Lu Jinghan desired her, he held back: "Let the hospital know, take a few days off."
Han Xi’s clear eyes tenderly gazed at Lu Jinghan: "As long as you trust me, I’m not afraid to meet him again. After all, I can’t hide from him forever. Some things need to be resolved."
Lu Jinghan lowered his head, rubbing his nose against Han Xi’s, their warm breaths mingling together: "My Mrs. Lu is the one I’d risk my life to love, so don’t foolishly think I’d ever want to leave you again."