Shen Tang listened to his heartfelt words, and the fortress of ice in her heart slowly lted... collapsed...
Suddenly, she raised her hand and hooked his neck, pulling him down, and took the initiative to kiss his lips.
Shen Li’s breath suddenly halted, feeling the long-lost passion from the female. His whole body tensed, and the arm around her waist tightened, veins becoming more pronounced.
Enjoying the female’s proactive closeness, the man’s narrow fox-like eyes grew darker, his breathing becoming chaotic.
Shen Tang kissed carefully and gently.
Neither dared to be too wanton.
She lightly kissed the corner of his lips and then slowly deepened it, like a kitten lapping milk, leaving soft, warm, faintly damp traces.
Shen Li slightly lowered his eyes to look at her, his hand on her waist slowly wandered, fingertips gradually trailing open the curvature, revealing a slender, creamy white waist.
The soft touch made his heart tremble, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and a certain desire within him burned ever hotter.
"Don’t press on , it’s uncomfortable." Shen Tang’s cheeks flushed, a bit resistant.
Shen Li held her and sat up against the bedhead, one long leg bent, allowing her to sit cross-legged on his waist.
This posture brought them even closer, like dry tinder exposed for too long, a slight spark could easily ignite it!
Shen Tang could clearly perceive his changes.
A lone man and woman, alone in one room.
If this continued.
Things might develop in an uncontrollable direction.
Shen Tang rembered their current relationship, took a deep breath, and forced down her emotions, "...It’s late, I’ll go back now."
She tried to crawl off him, but Shen Li urgently pulled her back into his arms, pressing her waist even tighter.
His gaze on her was filled with hazy dark desire, his voice grew hoarser, "Tonight, don’t go."
"Stay with , okay?"
"I miss you so much, so much..." he said, lowering his head to kiss her lips.
The man’s husky, sexy voice carried both longing and a tinge of pleading, making it hard to resist.
With a click, the light went out, no one knows who turned it off.
The room fell into darkness, ambiguous sounds echoed in the air, gradually turning from restraint to indulgence, growing more uncontrollable.
Shen Tang closed her eyes. Reason told her she should leave imdiately, but her body felt immobilized.
She could say it was the man who kept her.
But one cannot lie to oneself.
In the end, Shen Tang gave up resisting, closed her eyes, followed her instincts, allowing his entanglent.
Outside, the moonlight grew clearer, and the dim room lit up slightly, the air temperature rising inch by inch, exuding a trace of scorching heat like fire.
Shen Li’s suppressing-desire gaze fell on her face, he whispered her na softly in her ear over and over.
He clasped her hand, fingers interlocked.
Gentle kisses brushed over every inch of skin, even stone would lt into spring water.
But, they still couldn’t take that final step.
Shen Tang knew what he wanted, but soone had to remain rational, this shouldn’t happen between them.
Also, she found tonight’s Shen Li too fervent, like a long-dormant volcano about to erupt, making her hard to handle.
How long has he endured this?
Males who have tasted passion are always greedy, unable to stop once started, especially when he is young and vigorous, the longer the suppression, the easier the loss of control.
Shen Tang buried her head in his embrace, whispered, "Aren’t you going to marry soone else, haven’t you with soone else..."
"No." He quickly replied.
His voice was hoarse and dry, almost out of tune, "Xiao Tang’er, only you."
"I really miss you to the point of madness..."
"Can you give ?"
Shen Tang could sense his extre discomfort, she sighed, threading her hand through his side.
Shen Li’s body shuddered suddenly, the shock in his eyes quickly turning into a daze and delight.
He squinted slightly, his gaze unfocused, looking down at her, raising a hand to gently stroke her hair, and once again, uncontrollably kissed her rosy soft lips.
Shen Tang treated him with much tenderness.
As ti passed, Shen Li’s emotions surged more and more violently, uncontrollably.
In the end, he pushed her away fiercely, Adam’s apple rolling heavily, "Leave."
"Didn’t you want to stay?" Shen Tang leaned close to him, lightly teasing, looking at his restrained eyes, her cheeks flushed, neck and ears all red.
He leaned against the bedhead, eyes closed, voice hoarse and dry, "...This is your favorite to wear."
"I don’t mind." Shen Tang lowered her head to kiss his lips again.
That mont Shen Li went crazy, pulling off her clothes.
The room returned to silence, Shen Tang ca out of the bathroom after changing clothes.
Shen Li lay on his back on the bed, one arm across his forehead, his chest still heaving heavily.
Shen Tang sat down on the edge of the bed.
He turned over and pulled her into his arms, kissing her lips, savoring a mont of warmth.
Shen Li had sobered up a lot, just kissing simply, nothing more.
The two kissed quietly, with the sound of insects and birds songs outside, unending.
After a long ti, Shen Tang felt a bit tired.
She hugged Shen Li’s waist, nuzzled, voice slothful, "What are your plans after you return this ti?"
Shen Li’s eyes still flushed, he quietly watched the female in his arms, long fingers gently playing with her slightly wet hair, didn’t answer for a while, as if lost in thought.
Shen Tang dissatisfied with his silence, looked up at Shen Li’s strikingly beautiful face, after eating and drinking fully, his languid and sated look made him seem even more like a spirit-draining demon.
She pressed on, "After you return, are you going to proceed with the wedding?"
Shen Li, "The wedding is organized by the Ministry of Rites, I don’t know."
Shen Tang’s expression stiffened slightly at his ambiguous answer, "What do you an?"
He didn’t speak further.
The subtly brewed romance slowly dissipated, Shen Tang looked at the man’s faintly smiling face, a surge of unnad anger rose, she suppressed it, faintly asked, "Will you still marry the Fox Clan?"
Shen Li looked at her quietly for a long ti, instead of answering asked, "What do you think?"
His fingers gently combed through her hair, his voice still with a hint of hoarseness, "Xiao Tang’er, I am still the Emperor of the Yiyuan Empire now, it’s impossible to marry a foreign female, not to ntion serving one wife with other males."
Shen Tang grasped the implication of his words, suddenly pushed him away, voice turning cold, "Were you wronged in the past or sothing?"
Shen Li pursed his lips and said, "I didn’t an that, I was very happy during the days with you, never regretted."
"So, you’re still going to marry Wu Qing?"
"Even if I don’t marry her, I can’t be with you openly and legitimately."
A hint of sha and anger rose in Shen Tang’s heart, leaving her montarily speechless, her mind buzzed for a long while before she finally asked, "Then, what does being with an? ...What kind of relationship do we have now?"
Shen Li’s identity was officially declared dead, their marital relationship was long dissolved.
Shen Li had made his point clear.
He was Emperor Ji Jiuli of the Yiyuan Empire, impossible to marry her.
An unspoken silence spread, gradually freezing the warmth.
Shen Li looked at her for a long ti and slowly said,
"Lovers?"
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