Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon-Chapter 738 - 746 Ou Jue’s Secret (3)
There’s an indescribable hint of subtle sexiness about it.
This was the shirt Xiyan had dug out herself and put on earlier—she simply couldn’t bear lying in bed wrapped in nothing but a bath towel.
But if she didn’t wrap herself up, she’d be completely naked... So, in the end, she had no choice but to grab Ou Jue’s shirt for an emergency worldly society rescue.
Besides, isn’t this just a little... fun?
Don’t they always portray it like this on TV?
Men can never resist this kind of temptation. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
Hehehe.
Honestly, the idea of driving a stoic male god completely crazy is kind of exciting.
Tonight, I’m determined to take the lead!!
With that thought, Xiyan decided to take over the battlefield first.
She cheerfully dashed back to the bed, pulled open the covers, and lay down, "By the way, have you seen my phone?"
Ou Jue got up and walked over, opened the top drawer of the nightstand, and handed her the phone he had put away for her.
But just as the drawer briefly opened, Xiyan caught a glimpse of a delicate small brocade box tucked inside.
"What’s in that box?" Xiyan blinked curiously.
Ou Jue closed the drawer, "Nothing."
With that said, he turned off the lights and lay down beside her.
Xiyan didn’t think much of it, completely distracted by the sudden darkness. She shrunk to one side nervously and swallowed hard.
Ou Jue turned to her side and lay facing her, "Why are you so far away from me?"
With the lights off, vision was obscured, making her other senses even sharper.
Ou Jue’s voice was lower and huskier than usual, like the rich resonance of a cello—so irresistibly appealing it was almost unfair.
"Come here, let me hold you while we sleep," he added.
As if making up her mind, Xiyan scooted over, nestled into his arms, and hugged him back.
It felt incredibly safe.
He smelled faintly of shower gel, mingled with the aroma of his hormones. Just being held like this made her heart tingle and her body feel all kinds of soft.
Pretty soon, she was going to... be with Ou Jue...
Whimper, whimper.
Even though she was bashful and a little scared—worried it might hurt—she still... couldn’t help looking forward to it.
Xiyan instinctively tightened her embrace around him.
Feeling her small gesture, Ou Jue’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, but he didn’t make any moves.
Huh?
After waiting for a while, Xiyan opened her eyes and tilted her head slightly. She could just vaguely make out the shape of his jawline.
Was he really waiting for her to make the first move?
How sneaky could he be?
Fine, fine. Tonight, she was determined to be the one in control.
If it’s about taking initiative, bring it on!
Xiyan bit her lip, leaned in, and lightly took his Adam’s apple between her lips, gently kissing it.
Ou Jue let out a muffled groan, his breathing became heavier as he stopped her, "Xia Xiyan."
That kind of desperate breathing, tinged with struggle, was so intoxicatingly gratifying.
Xiyan ignored him, her hand sliding down his body, determined to grasp at his...
But before she could, he intercepted her movements midway and caught her wrist firmly, "Be good and go to sleep."
What the heck...
Did I misunderstand something?
Clearly, this guy had shown such obvious desire earlier.
Everything was ready, and now he’s telling me to just obediently go to sleep?
Why does it feel like I’m the one begging for it?
Could it be that taking a shower totally changed his mind?
Xiyan was indignant, desperately wanting to interrogate him.
But with matters like these, how is a girl supposed to demand answers?
She couldn’t possibly ask outright: I’m already undressed, why don’t you want me?
... There’s no way anyone could say that out loud.
Sulking, Xiyan went silent.
Fine, then! Sleep is sleep! Let’s see if you ever dare come begging for me in the future. Hmph!
