Chapter One Hundred and Fortieth: Spring Breeze of Buddha's Sleeves(2/2)
He gently bit her earlobe, kissed her softly and softly with his tongue, and said in an extremely soft and affectionate voice: "Lan'er, when there are only two of us in the future, would you like to call me Haochen?"
I thought she was used to calling him Shiro, but I never thought that she would always call him in this way in her murmurs. It turns out that the call was not as green as in the past, but as familiar as if it had been called for a long time.
Seeing her puzzled face, he told her with a smile, "Last night, you called me that when you were gibbering."
He bit his lip, without too much pause, and called softly: "Hao Chen."
Even she herself found it strange that this sound was not as green as before. Could it be that she already had feelings for him...
She raised her eyes slightly to look at him, her lips gradually came closer, and the thin stubble on his lips stung a bit when she kissed him.
Her kiss was so green that she didn't dare to raise her head in shame. He held her chin in his mouth, nibbling it playfully and gazing affectionately. In that kiss, she originally thought he would kiss her lips, and when she closed her eyes
Then I heard his voice coming slowly.
"Lan'er, at this moment, do you fall in love with me?"
Opening her eyes suddenly, she still didn't know how to answer him: "I..."
And his kisses were always fatal. At this moment, her mind was filled with his affectionate images, which she couldn't erase.
When it comes to love, she is not qualified to love him at this moment.
Looking at her shy look with loving eyes, he slowly lowered her body, leaned down and said intimately: "Since I haven't thought about it, I'll just wait."
His figure moved farther and farther away, and it seemed difficult to grasp his thoughts.
She clutched the quilt tightly, and kept thinking about what he said, that she was his woman, and this body should have been his.
At first, her heart was always with Murong Haoli, that's why she was so reluctant...
Now, her heart seemed to be filled with him. She knew clearly that he wanted it, but she had to give up what he wanted for the sake of the power of the eldest grandson in the court.
He said that he would wait for the moment when he fell in love, but in fact he didn't have to. At this time, she was no longer the same Ye Yilan as before. Even if he was afraid, as long as he wanted to have sex in bed without hesitation, she would definitely do it.
Give.
After all, Ye Yilan can only be Murong Haochen's woman.
Chapter completed!