523 Please (1/2)

She instantly rose to her knees. Without warning, she yanked him towards her. ”Is this your blood?” she asked, horrified at the thought of him getting hurt.

Li Xueyue shakily reached a hand out to touch his face. Instantly, he captured her hand. He gripped it tightly, as a haunting look crossed his sharp features.

”Are you scared, Sunshine?” he cooed in an eerie voice. It was a balance of deceitful tranquility.

Anger simmered in his eyes. His lips were curled into a slight sneer.

”Of course, I'm scared!” Li Xueyue exasperated. She pushed his hand away and gripped his jaw. With force, she turned it to the left, then the right, and centered it again.

”Are you hurt?” Li Xueyue worriedly said. ”Why is there so much blood—”

”It's not mine.”

Li Xueyue blinked. ”Oh—”

Before she could finish her sentence, he captured her lips. Her eyes widened, but he did not give her time to protest.

Yu Zhen grabbed her neck and tugged her towards him until her body was flushed against his firm chest. His hand snaked behind her lower back. His lips moved urgently, kissing her ferociously with no remorse.

She was growing dizzy with his affection. He left her breathless. He let her pull back to take in a gasp of air, only to kiss her again. This time, his fingers gripped the back of her head, holding her in place as he ravished her mouth. She let out a quiet moan, her fingers gripping his collar.

She clung onto him, her other hand sliding up his arm to rest upon his firm bicep. His muscles clenched under her touch. He pulled her closer, as if it was humanly possible. He licked her bottom lip, as it parted for him. He stuck his tongue inside, and hungrily kissed her.

”W-wait, Yu Zhen, the blood—”

He stiffened.

Yu Zhen had never lost control like this. He instantly pulled back, just as her head fell upon his chest. She sucked in ragged breaths, hoping her heart rate would go back to normal.

Hearing her heavy breathing, Yu Zhen's groin stiffened even more. He slid his hands down to grip both sides of her waist, squeezing it. He wanted to caress her soft skin and do much more than simple kisses.

”A-at least tell me whose blood it was,” she mumbled out.

Yu Zhen did not respond. Instead, he gathered her in his arms and lifted her in midair. She yelped and instantly wrapped her legs around him.

”Good girl,” he murmured into her ears.

Li Xueyue's cheeks burned. She was grateful for the riding pants she wore, or else it would've been difficult to hug him like this. His large hand rested on her back whilst the other pressed her body to him.

”You didn't answer my question,” she said.

”It's best that you don't know,” he said.

”Is it the Marquis?”

Yu Zhen turned his head. She was resting her face upon his shoulders, her cheeks adorably squished. Both of her arms were wrapped around his neck, hugging him close.

He could only respond by kissing the top of her head. Only she would see her husband covered in blood, and worry it was his. Yu Zhen was certain he looked like a crazed man when he walked into the room earlier.

Instead of flinching back, she rushed to him, wondering if he was harmed.

If possible, he loved her even more.

”Yes, it is.”