Aiden Shaw finished speaking, his gaze settling on the tip of her nose, and asked again, "Shall we go back?"
If this were any other ti, she would certainly follow her fourth brother back to the villa to warm the bed.
But not now.
Finally giving redith Ford a chance to investigate what’s behind all this, how could she so easily give up?
Wrapping her arms around his neck with so force, she beca a bit more serious, her eyes widening, her voice sweet: "Give so ti. Once I’ve uncovered the truth, I’ll brand myself only with the label of you, Aiden Shaw, how about that?"
As she spoke, she shook her little head and rubbed against his chin, acting coquettishly.
Aiden Shaw’s breathing deepened slightly, an unprecedented sweetness spreading more intensely within him, deeper and deeper. He knew very well that she liked him a lot as well.
They were in a mutual love.
Tiana Thorne noticed a change in his gaze yet still did not let go of him. She kissed his chin again, her smile blooming like a flower, raising an eyebrow with a roguish attitude: "Fourth brother, is your ailnt really cured?"
He was slightly taken aback, applying a bit more pressure on her shoulder with his hand, a hint of uncertainty in his deep eyes.
Looking down, his gaze fell fixedly on her obedient and sweet lips, his sexy Adam’s apple bobbing up and down once: "You’ll know if you try."
His low voice seed calm, but in reality, it was surging with undercurrents.
Tiana’s cheeks flushed, her mouth going dry and tongue parched.
Aiden Shaw said again: "No matter what the outco of us being together might be, don’t dodge in the middle."
Tiana: "Mm, I won’t dodge."
She, a more than a thousand-year-old bachelorette, should have been shy facing such a sweet romance, yet what is this feeling of nervousness and eagerness within her!?
The excitent in her little heart even held so anticipation?
It’s over.
She’s been poisoned by her fourth brother.
She licked the corner of her lips, her eyes alluring, and said, "Alright then, let’s keep trying until we’re really okay, and you better not back down."
Aiden Shaw looked at her, his breath suddenly a bit chaotic because of her words, a bizarre feeling gradually rising. He took a deep breath, suppressing this discomfort.
Sixteen’s foot wasn’t healed yet, he couldn’t rush it.
Tiana withdrew her gaze, buried herself in his embrace, inhaling his unique scent, letting out a satisfied little hum: "Fourth brother."
"Mm?"
She murmured, "We must have brushed past each other in a past life."
"Why?"
"I really like your scent. After the first ti I slled it, I couldn’t forget." Saying this, she took a deep breath, her thoughts becoming hazy: "So comfortable."
His body tensed up slightly, his breathing a bit heavier, his expression blurred yet distinguished, his voice sowhat deep: "Sixteen."
She didn’t lift her head, softly responding: "Mm?"
"You’re a girl. When necessary, modesty is also indispensable."
In her daze, she protested slightly, "Oh, I know you want to say I should keep so distance from you, shouldn’t seduce you. But I’m a patient now, acting spoiled, and you should pamper properly."
The fox’s nature, unchanged.
He looked down at her supple, dark hair, his expression a bit helpless, yet he gradually felt that his long-slumbering heart was being awoken by her, unable to fade away for a long ti.
Indeed, only this little enchantress could heal him.
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