The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Chapter 1436: Chapter 1453: Kiss You Until the End of Time (1)

After speaking, he reached out to loosen her grip, wanting to check her expression. But Xiaonuan clung to him tightly, refusing to let go.

He could only embrace her more firmly with infinite affection.

”Silly girl, what’s with you today? Acting so obedient all of a sudden, is it that time?” he said with a gentle, mischievous smile, yet his voice carried a hint of joy and sweetness.

He absolutely adored her sticking to him like this, wishing she could do nothing else for a lifetime but cling to him every day, asking to be held; he would die of happiness for sure.

Xia Xiaonuan was actually afraid he’d notice the glint of tears in her eyes, so she refused to let him release her.

However, hearing his words, her face darkened momentarily, yet she couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

”You’re the one with that time!” she stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears at the corner of her eyes, released him, and looked at his indulgent face, feeling his scorching gaze. Her face turned red, and she lowered her eyelids.

Nangong Yaoling reached out, using his index finger to lift her chin.

His fingertips were warm and strong; Xiaonuan had to lift her eyes, witnessing the breathtakingly handsome face before her, meeting his burning gaze.

The man’s sensual thin lips slightly parted, with a faint bluish stubble marking his lips, sexy and alluring.

His profound gaze first fixed on her eyes, then gradually lingered, moving from her nose tip to her rosy lips bit by bit.

The girl’s lips naturally curved slightly, as if wanting to say something or perhaps issuing some silent invitation.

Suddenly, the air became ambiguous and thin.

The man’s heartbeat accelerated slightly, and the next moment, he involuntarily lowered his head, capturing those enticing lips.

That familiar sweet taste, the man reached out, supporting the nape of her neck. Soon, that gentle touch transformed into an impulsive behavior driven by an internal urge.

He was urgent yet obsessed, with a kind of undeniable plunder, swallowing her faint breath.

Xia Xiaonuan instinctively wrapped an arm around him, responding to his kiss. Her fingertips explored his black hair, infatuated with his scent just like him. She even felt she was more enamored than he was, but he might never know this, otherwise given his pride and arrogance, who knows how pleased he’d be.

However, more was her inner fear, perhaps stemming from a woman’s ingrained insecurity, always hoping the one she loves deeply could love her a little more.

Because she feared someday, when he realizes she’s hopelessly ensnared by him, he would grow tired of her, or when he knows she can’t extricate herself from him, she would no longer hold that attraction in his eyes.

Amid this blend of sweetness and joy, tinged with subtle anxiety and caution, Xiaonuan gently responded to him, entangled with him, greedily absorbing his breath and taste.

Like two fish on the verge of dying from thirst, supporting each other mutually.

As if if they don’t entangle themselves with each other, they would lose the entire world.

Nangong Yaoling seemed to possess a kind of magic, gradually, she felt her mind swell, her limbs weaken, as a large hand traversed from her nape down her back, roaming slowly, like a lit torch igniting scorching flames on her body.

Wherever it traveled, her body’s temperature rose a few degrees,

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