"You..." Nangong Ran was at a loss for words, her heart pounding from his words.
There’s no denying it, Di Mingchen’s sweet talk had a powerful effect on her, and she simply couldn’t resist.
At this mont, his chest was firm, his heart burning, and his tone was heavy yet excited; the way he tightly held her felt as if he were truly afraid of losing her.
Nangong Ran felt a bit dazed.
In her daze, the man slightly loosened his hold, gently touching his forehead to hers, his lips brushing against hers, his cool breath hotly mingling with hers.
Nangong Ran felt completely dizzy, lifting her eyes to et his star-like gaze, deep and alluring. He stared at her intensely and affectionately, making her blush uncontrollably.
"What are you doing, let go..." Nangong Ran struggled, but appeared so helpless, as if her resistance in his strong embrace was just a weak, endearing plea, like a little woman’s coquettish charm.
Di Mingchen couldn’t help but feel a wave of emotions, his powerful arms tightening slightly, uttering just two words, "No way."
Nangong Ran: "..."
"Xiaoran..." Di Mingchen reached out, cradling her small face, forcing her to look into his eyes.
eting his burning gaze, Nangong Ran instantly felt even more helpless, softening in his arms. Alas, since ancient tis, love is but regret, this regret stretches on without end!
Nangong, where is your temperant?
Where is your free and unrestrained love!
Did it all go to hell?
Boohoo, beauty really does lead one astray!!!
I don’t want to forgive you so easily, but...
I can’t bear to let you go...
Nangong Ran looked at him, not knowing why a sourness rose up in her nose, her eyes getting slightly red.
"Xiaoran..." Di Mingchen called her again, his sowhat rough thumb gently rubbing her cheek, his heart aching a little.
"Don’t touch !" She was just about to speak when Nangong Ran suddenly pushed him away. He was caught off guard, so she managed to break free from his embrace, almost pushing him over.
Di Mingchen staggered two steps back, good grief, this girl was surprisingly strong, looking so thin and small.
Seeing him nearly fall, Nangong Ran felt a bit worried but seeing he was fine, she ignored him.
She just didn’t want him to see her like this, so weak and vulnerable, brought to tears by a few of his words and a hug.
She felt a confusing rush of emotions, not knowing what to do.
In her anxiety, she hastily picked up a bottle of wine from the table.
Seeing this, Di Mingchen got worried, quickly reaching to snatch the bottle from her, "Nangong Ran, what are you doing?"
"Don’t harm yourself!" The last sentence, Di Mingchen shouted, his eyes instantly reddening with urgency.
Nangong Ran, holding the bottle, was dumbfounded by his shout, "What are you doing, I’m just going to drink so wine!"
Did he think she was going to self-harm?
What the heck!
Second Master, you really have too high an opinion of yourself! (laughs crying)
Even if I wanted to hit you with a bottle, I wouldn’t hit myself with it!
Di Mingchen was stunned for a mont but didn’t release the bottle, insisting firmly, "No, you’ve already had a lot, you can’t drink any more."
Nangong Ran frowned, looking at him.
Why does Second Master have to control her even when they’re arguing?
This won’t do, that won’t do either.
Can’t shake him off, can’t throw a fit with him, and hell, can’t even drink!
Is he here to make peace or to pick a fight?
The narcissism is killing , thinking I’d hit myself with a bottle?
Man, no one’s this narcissistic; Di Mingchen, go to sleep already!
Stop embarrassing yourself, I’m begging you!!
[Author’s Note] Haha, my Second Master is so adorable (clutches chest: My fragile heart!). No one’s this narcissistic, Nangong Master, go for it, don’t be scared, just one word, fight!
Recomnded: "Hello, Mr. Idol" by Weiguniang, a sweet romance novel where a girl disguises as a boy to woo her idol, only to be wooed back. It’s lighthearted and humorous, welco to fall into the pit~
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