The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories-Chapter 303 - 305 [305] Have a Child for Me 4
"I said, I only want you to give me a child... So you like this kind of thrill, huh? Well, as long as the baby can be born smoothly, I can sacrifice myself and play the bad guy, there’s nothing I can’t do..."
Xia Xiaonuan: ...
Nangong Yaoling, are you possessed today? You can only say this one sentence, right?! And playing the bad guy... Where’s your face?! Where’s your face?!
Xia Xiaonuan was going crazy...
The light of dawn filtered through the noble Italian brown curtains, forming an elegant and dignified gilding, shining on the man’s exquisite and well-defined features.
He looked like Satan, with an overlapping sense of evil and goodness, just like the burning kisses wandering over her body, seducing her bit by bit, dragging her into the abyss of despair amidst the contradictions and pleasure.
Xia Xiaonuan bit her lower lip, staring at the man on top of her, her pupils gradually losing focus. The Bible says that Satan was once an angel holding a torch before he became a demon.
At this moment, Xia Xiaonuan suddenly felt that the man in front of her seemed like Lucifer, suspended between angel and demon. Right now, she was merely his plaything, her fate entirely controlled by him, ready to fall into hell at any second or perhaps ascend to heaven in an instant.
"Baby, you’re feeling it, aren’t you?" Suddenly, a husky, magnetic voice sounded from above, waking Xia Xiaonuan as she realized her body had already responded uncontrollably, filling her with shame.
"Nangong Yaoling, you devil." Xia Xiaonuan gritted her teeth, her gaze blurred as she stared at him: "Let go of me, immediately... I... I promise you..."
By the end, her voice was trembling.
A hint of wild joy flashed in the man’s eyes.
"Xia Xiaonuan, you said it! No going back on your word—" Nangong Yaoling lifted her chin, speaking with a warning and smugness. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
"Let go of me! Bastard!" Xia Xiaonuan cursed.
Nangong Yaoling’s breath was slightly heavy, pressing his forehead against hers, his eyes burning: "Xiaonuan..."
"Hurry up—!" Xia Xiaonuan shouted.
Nangong Yaoling sighed helplessly; ultimately, for the sake of his unborn baby son, he had to endure the moment’s peace, suppressing his lust as he reluctantly moved away from Xia Xiaonuan and untied her hands and feet bound to the bed.
Xia Xiaonuan pushed Nangong Yaoling away and quickly rushed into the bathroom.
...
She drenched herself under the shower, but still felt his scent all over her body.
Xia Xiaonuan stared at the blurry face and body in the mirror. A hint of confusion and helplessness flashed in her eyes.
Xia Xiaonuan, what are you thinking...
She reached out and wiped the mist off the mirror.
Looking at her flushed cheeks, slightly knitted brows, and the enduring mist in her once-clear eyes.
Suddenly, she clutched her head and shook it vigorously.
A voice shouted in her heart, Xia Xiaonuan, wake up! Don’t be bewitched by that man!
Xia Xiaonuan, don’t think about it anymore! No more desire! Don’t long for the tenderness that doesn’t belong to you!
"Xiaonuan, are you alright?" The man’s magnetic voice sounded outside.
She snapped back a little. Just as she was about to speak, she heard the man say mischievously: "Don’t worry, I already washed you thoroughly last night, baby. You don’t need to shower for so long!"
"..."
