Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 1710: Chapter 1709: His Scorching Masculine Breath Covered Her Lips

“Ah Jin really pampers Ranran a lot.”

Listening to Bai Xiaoxiao talk about the past, Luo Haofeng smiled and said emotionally.

Bai Xiaoxiao glanced at him, stepping on the thin layer of snow underfoot, and continued walking forward, “Yeah, I’m so envious of Ranran. Having Brother Wen as a brother is enough, and now she has Gu Kai too.”

“Ranran is indeed fortunate.”

Luo Haofeng walked on Bai Xiaoxiao’s left, his gentle, deep gaze had always lingered on her.

“Ranran not only has two brothers who adore her, but also Mo Xiuchen, who loves her more than himself, and a friend who even disregards her own life for her.”

Saying this, Luo Haofeng’s voice clearly carried a trace of tenderness.

Bai Xiaoxiao was slightly startled, and her steps came to a halt.

She chuckled indifferently, crouched down, and picked up a thin twig, drawing randomly on the untouched snow in front of her.

Luo Haofeng’s eyes were filled with amusement.

He crouched down beside her, quietly watching.

“Xiaoxiao, the snow is not thick enough now. When it snows all night, tomorrow morning, you can draw whatever you want.”

“No, no, that’s a big problem.”

Bai Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but laugh after saying that, “I can’t draw anything well, and now if it doesn’t turn out right, I can at least comfort myself that the snow isn’t thick enough.”

“What kind of snowman do you want to build?”

Luo Haofeng gazed at her bright, picturesque eyes and asked with a smile.

Bai Xiaoxiao chuckled, “I used to build a handsome guy every year, but it never looked right.”

“I see.”

Luo Haofeng raised an eyebrow, a joyous arc forming at the corner of his mouth.

He was skilled at taking cues, imagining that the handsome guy Xiaoxiao mentioned was himself.

Watching his smile, which carried a hint of allure and seductiveness, Bai Xiaoxiao’s heart skipped a beat.

Perhaps it was because they were too close, and she was confused by his breath.

Thinking this, she immediately threw away the twig and stood up.

But, having crouched for a while, and being somewhat anemic, she felt dizzy when she stood up.

Her body staggered uncontrollably.

“Xiaoxiao, are you okay?”

Beside her, Luo Haofeng’s deep voice, tinged with concern, sounded in the night as his strong hand clasped her waist.

His other large hand held her slender little hand.

The time she spent drawing with the twig wasn’t short, and her little hand was already quite cold.

Now, being held by his large hand, warmth immediately seeped into her skin from his palm.

And her body was almost pulled into his embrace.

Looking up, she saw his handsome face right in front of her.

His breath, stronger and more intense than ever, filled her nostrils and flowed into her lungs with each breath.

Bai Xiaoxiao was stunned.

Her brain started to become muddled again.

Her heartbeat, disrupted within his breath, lost its rhythm.

Ambiguity dispelled the surrounding chill. Luo Haofeng pressed his lips, his gaze on her eyes darkening deeply.

The large hand on her waist involuntarily tightened slightly.

The unique fragrance of the woman in his arms filled his senses, making every nerve ending quiver lightly.

A voice in his heart shouted out, not wanting to let her go just like this.

“Xiaoxiao.”

The voice that came out had a hoarseness that surprised even himself.

However, it was this gentle call that awakened Bai Xiaoxiao’s chaotic thoughts.

Her long lashes fluttered slightly as she averted her gaze, saying somewhat flustered, “I’m fine. I just stood up too quickly and felt a bit dizzy.”

“Are you still dizzy now?”

Luo Haofeng slightly despised himself. Xiaoxiao had already said that she felt dizzy for a moment after standing up too quickly.

Even though he wasn’t a doctor, he should have some common sense.

But it was just because he didn’t want to let her go that he asked unnecessarily.

Bai Xiaoxiao quickly shook her head, “Not dizzy anymore.”

As soon as her words fell, she withdrew the hand that he was holding in his palm.

In the next moment, she struggled to escape the hand holding her waist.

Luo Haofeng’s gaze flickered with a hint of gloom, and the large hand unwillingly released her.

“It’s not early. I should go back to the hotel.”

Bai Xiaoxiao took a step back, putting some distance between herself and Luo Haofeng, and said stiffly.

Her heart was still racing.

In that brief moment just now, she wasn’t unaware of the heat in his eyes, nor was she unaware of what might have happened if she hadn’t broken the atmosphere after his call.

Thinking of her current identity and another clear and beautiful face.

Bai Xiaoxiao suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

She desperately wanted to escape from the man in front of her.

She couldn’t stay alone with him any longer, fearing that she would be ensnared by his tenderness, afraid that she would ultimately make a mistake.

Luo Haofeng’s expression was slightly stiff.

His gaze was filled with undisguised disappointment and reluctance.

He merely pressed his lips, not speaking.

Tonight, bringing Xiaoxiao here, he hadn’t planned on sending her back to the hotel.

He wanted her to stay at the villa, to accompany him in building a snowman the next morning.

Of course, Luo Haofeng had no improper intentions. He simply wanted to spend more time with her.

He wanted her to spend a birthday with him.

Bai Xiaoxiao kept her head bowed and didn’t look at Luo Haofeng. After saying those words, she also fell silent.

After waiting for a good half-minute, not hearing Luo Haofeng’s response, only the sound of the wind and snow, his breath lingering at her nostrils.

Bai Xiaoxiao slowly raised her eyes to look at the man standing two steps away.

In the night, she couldn’t see his expression clearly, only judging from his breath that he wasn’t in a good mood.

Bai Xiaoxiao’s heart tightened abruptly.

She knew it was her words just now that had upset him.

Their eyes met, and neither said a word.

Bai Xiaoxiao felt as if the air was becoming thinner bit by bit, disliking seeing Luo Haofeng in this state.

She liked seeing him smile.

Her hands, resting at her sides, clenched slightly. Bai Xiaoxiao’s lips moved, softly calling out, “Haofeng.”

In the next moment, she felt the tall figure of the man in front of her tremble slightly.

Just from her gentle call.

Her heart ached again.

Her nose felt a bit sore.

Seeing him only deeply watching her without responding, Bai Xiaoxiao steeled her heart, leaving behind the words, “I’ll go to the street to get a taxi, you don’t need to see me off,” and turned to leave.

“Xiaoxiao!”

Luo Haofeng’s voice, deep, resounded behind her.

Just as she took a step, he grasped her wrist, and the turn of her body, due to inertia, threw her into his arms.

Luo Haofeng’s other large hand naturally wrapped around her waist.

Still the same position as before.

Even though there were layers of fur, down jackets, and other clothing, Bai Xiaoxiao could still feel the burning heat from his palm.

Her heart trembled violently, her breath halting momentarily.

Even as she fell into his arms, she couldn’t believe Luo Haofeng could be so domineering, almost crude.

Hearing his quickened heartbeat and chaotic breath, she suddenly felt scared.

Just as she was about to struggle, the man’s coldly sculpted face suddenly lowered, releasing her wrist, then her cheek was lifted, and the familiar yet scorching male breath fervently covered her lips…