The man’s instincts allowed Huo Shiqian to easily master the art of conquest.
However, Xia Chuyi, during a kiss, seemed to forget how to breathe.
She felt as if she might suffocate to death at any moment.
What is a kiss? A kiss is feeling like you’re about to lose everything but still helplessly indulging in it.
That was the last conscious thought in her mind.
Not until the storm had completely passed and oxygen re-entered her lungs did she feel resurrected.
Honestly, has anyone ever died from kissing? She was really curious.
"Those things, don’t show them to a second person, and don’t tell a second person," he said in a deep voice after kissing her, echoing in her ear.
The warmth of the man’s breath brushed against her cheeks, still flushed with the lingering echoes of their intimacy.
Xia Chuyi finally snapped back to reality.
After a moment, she buried herself in his embrace and softly said, "Mm, I won’t."
She wasn’t stupid enough to show such a huge bargaining chip to just anyone.
Strangely enough, when she decided to bring out that evidence, the first person she thought of was him.
Her lips curled into a smile, silent but bright.
Maybe this was trust.
She lifted her small face, bearing a sunflower-like smile, and with bright, spirited eyes, she said to him, "Huo Shiqian, you are my destined hero."
This girl, after using someone, stopped calling out "Big Brother" and started spouting playful nonsense.
Xia Chuyi’s eyes were curved, her smile brilliant.
She knew Huo Shiqian might not believe it.
But he truly was her destined hero.
Every time the gears of fate seemed ready to crush her, it was his arrival that broke the deadlock.
Tilting her head, she reached for his distinct and strong hand, initiating a firm grasp.
"Huo Shiqian, I once wanted to distance myself from you, to stay away," she looked at him seriously and said, "But you came looking for me."
"Just now, I gave you a chance, asking if you still wanted me, and you didn’t refuse."
"So, Huo Shiqian, if you want to back out now, it’s already too late."
The man appeared time and again at the critical points of her destiny, helping her through nightmares. She thought, perhaps, he was a child of fate.
No matter whether from a practical or emotional standpoint, she had to hold onto this man tightly.
"From now on, no, starting from this very moment, Huo Shiqian, I will absolutely, absolutely not let go of you."
Huo Shiqian furrowed his brows and asked, "Have you been thinking about whether to let go or not all day?"
His face was very displeased.
With a stern expression, he changed their clasped hands to an interlocked grip and pulled her closer into his embrace, saying, "Xia Chuyi, you are my woman; you have no right to let go."
His tone was domineering and left no room for doubt.
Xia Chuyi’s eyes curved into crescents, and she said, "Okay, I won’t let go."
Their noses almost touching, their breath mingling, the next moment, another storm ensued.
Two soldier boys, who thought themselves quite tough, took a massive hit.
They resolved to learn the secrets of wooing one’s wife; they must learn!
After the "deep conversation" ended, the atmosphere between the two grew much more affectionate.
"Let’s go, I’ll take you back," the man’s voice still retained a hint of desire, sounding even more magnetic and melodious.
To use a term from a past life, it was so enticing it could impregnate by the ear alone.
"Mm, okay," Xia Chuyi replied, very obediently.