Chapter 711 - Sister Lan… She’s Still In The Kitchen (1/2)

Chapter 711: Sister Lan… She’s Still In The Kitchen

Nian Junting raised her long and elegant hand and said, “I understand, you are still studying. You said that you would only marry me and have children after another couple of years, but my Luo is so pretty and young, no matter how confident I am, I am still worried that you will be s.n.a.t.c.hed away by someone else. For safety matters, we will have a baby now to bridge our gap. Even if we fight or argue in the future, we will never part again. For our baby, we are a family now. Luo, you will never be alone again.”

Luosang had been hiding from her past. The loneliness she had experienced made her fearful and anxious.

His last sentences touched a soft spot in her heart.

She was buried in his embrace and she couldn’t say anything in response.

Yeah, with the baby, he would never leave her in the future.

Luosang laid in his chest. She was soft and submissive.

Nian Junting looked down at her pale and bright face. His woman was glowing, even when she was pregnant.

It had been a long time since she laid in his chest so obediently like this.

The last time in the hotel, although they had a pa.s.sionate night, the two of them fell asleep quickly since they were both exhausted. He didn’t get a good look at her then.

Recalling the night they spent together, Nian Junting stroked her belly and remarked, “Luo, our baby is so awesome. They always say that couples should avoid getting intimate in the first three months of pregnancy. We were so pa.s.sionate that night but our baby is still safe and sound.”

Luosang thought about all the things they did to each other that night.

She blushed a bright pink.

Nian Junting saw her pink complexion and he felt a wave of heat overwhelm him; something was choking his Adam’s apple. He searched for her lips with his own and captured them quickly.

Luosang s.h.i.+vered for a bit when he slid his tongue into her hot and wet mouth. He had his hands around her face and he was kissing her with an intensity, as if he wanted to devour her alive.

Luosang’s lips were starting to feel sore and she was panting, breathless from the kiss.

The sound of running water could be heard from the kitchen. She mustered the bit of rationality left in her and stuttered, “Sister Lan… she’s still in the kitchen.”

“It’s ok, can’t you hear the water running? She’s still was.h.i.+ng the dishes,” Nian Junting said as he kissed her with even more force.