Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online-Chapter 1669 - 1672: My Heart Is Too Small to Hold You 46

Ling Yin didn’t have time to savor this shock of being favored before he felt a soft hand tugging forcefully at his collar.

Hua Hua impatiently tugged off Ling Yin’s tie, but because he was in such a hurry, it was difficult to succeed, almost choking Ling Yin.

Hua Hua pulled back his odd, nimble tongue, lowered his head, and with deft hands, undid the tie that had been pressing so hard against Ling Yin’s flushed cheeks. The tie was thrown to the floor, and then he pulled forcefully, causing the buttons of Ling Yin’s shirt collar to pop off and fall to the ground one by one.

Ling Yin’s mood could no longer be described as merely shock at being favored; he was so thrilled and excited he couldn’t speak.

The next second, Hua Hua’s kiss came pressing again; one hand caressed Ling Yin’s chest muscles while the other inserted into Ling Yin’s hair, pulling hard. The rough actions, the fierce pecking, the endless desire played out in the brightly lit living room without any warning.

Hua Hua also didn’t understand why he was so impatient. Up until now, he still felt Ling Yin was somewhat unreal. He needed to do something to verify his genuine presence; otherwise, he’d be uneasy.

It seemed that his body desperately desired Ling Yin’s.

Meanwhile, Hua Hua felt a pair of hands slipping his shirt upwards, then his waistband was being unfastened little by little, followed by the sound of a zipper being pulled down, his already burning desire falling into Ling Yin’s hands.

"Is this really how you act when you don’t miss me?" Ling Yin picked him up, and the two moved slowly from the doorway to the sofa. Hua Hua was laid down by Ling Yin; he lay on the sofa, gripping Ling Yin’s shirt hard, pulling him down, holding his head, kissing Ling Yin’s face like a wild beast.

"This young master is simply full of desire!" Damn Hua Hua, being so stubborn!

Ling Yin didn’t know if Hua Hua was yearning for him or just full of pure desire. He only knew that every move Hua Hua made now seemed like he wanted to tear him apart with ferocity, leaving scratches down his back with his sharp claws. He couldn’t care less about the pain, as both their bodies were so scorching that they were about to burn each other.

They entangled fiercely with each other, exploring each other’s bodies, touching each other’s sensitive areas, a perfect blend of strength and beauty unfolding between them.

Ling Yin caressed Hua Hua’s cheek, which was somewhat sticky from sweat. His voice was low yet tempting: "Say you miss me, please, Hua Hua?"

Hua Hua kept licking his face from brow to nose tip, from nose tip to lips, from lips to jaw, not missing an inch of skin, leaving Ling Yin’s face wet all over, but stubbornly refusing to say the words Ling Yin longed to hear: "Stop flattering yourself. How could this young master possibly miss you!"

"Why did you throw rotten eggs at me?" Ling Yin’s hands constantly touched Hua Hua’s body, his hands seeming to charge the areas he touched, making Hua Hua’s skin tremble uncontrollably. "And why did you send all my stuff back?"

"We already said goodbye, why would I keep your things?" Hua Hua flipped over, riding atop Ling Yin. "Did you get attacked by rotten eggs?"

"They splattered all over my face."

Hearing this, Hua Hua laughed heartily, his glee at Ling Yin’s misfortune not hidden at all.

Ling Yin smiled helplessly: "Are you happy now?"

"Humph! Who told you to leave without saying a word, thinking you could bully Hua Hua? You should have considered yourself lucky I didn’t throw sulfuric acid on you, understand?"