Chapter 131 Charming Villa (1/2)

When hearing Mo Kun’s serious confession, Long Xi answered in a sincere way, “Brother Kun, you’re my only love in this life! You know, I like a poem that speaks about the oak tree, written by the famous contemporary poet Shu Ting. I can read it for you. The title is ‘Ode to the Oak’: If I love you, I will not show myself off on your high branches, like the scansorial Chinese trumpet creeper…”

Mo Kun curved the charming corner of his mouth happily, saying in a voice as mellow as wine, “Xixi, my little pepper, you’re so different from all the other women! Xixi, I like here so much. We can rent a house to live here for a month during our honeymoon. Do you like the idea?”

Long Xi made a face and said, “Marriage is the tomb of love. I don’t want to marry you so early! Besides, when did I agree to marry you?”

Mo Kun said with a smile, “If I am with you, who else would dare marry you? I think marriage is the evaluation of love. Who told you it was a tomb? Even if it is, I’d like to be buried with you!”

“Poof, don’t say these unlucky words.” Long Xi covered his mouth with her hand.

Looking at their lovely interaction, Paul and Jana could also feel their affection, even though they did not understand Chinese.

Then, the host and hostess showed them around the underground wine cellar. It was winding and maze-like, collecting nearly 50,000 bottles of champagne.

The hostess chose a long-standing pink champagne for the guests.

Pink champagne was a rare variety. She said, “I named this kind of champagne as ‘Pink Pretty Woman’.”

Paul raised his thumb to Mo Kun and said with a blunt Chinese, “Mr. Mo Kun, congratulations, you have two fabulous ‘Pink Pretty Women’.”

Grandma also answered humorously, “I am even more long-standing.”

Long Xi said with a smile, “The longer, the more precious!”

Jana was proud to say, “Only these produced in the Champagne Province can be really called champagne. Others are just sparkling wine.”

At dusk, everyone walked into the Renaissance-style dining hall in the villa. The warm sunlight crept in from the carved iron window.

They enjoyed a delicious meal and that bottle of pink champagne which smelled of almonds and cream, which also had a rich taste of fresh orange juice.

In the evening, the host arranged for them to live in a retro-style house, especially the small attic for Long Xi and Mo Kun. It was so beautiful!

The arched roof was made of old wooden beams, while the furniture and furnishings were classical and sophisticated. Hand-painted tiles were used on the walls, taking people back to the old days.

Long Xi stepped out after taking a shower, finding that Mo Kun was playing with something, so she went over.

It turned out that he was making a tulip with a frozen red chocolate ball, while using the green chocolate ball to make the leaves of the tulip.

He handed over the flower to Long Xi and said with a smile, “This is the flower that I’m sending to you!”

Long Xi was really touched! Her face instantly turned into a beautiful red rose. She lowered down her head, while her low-lying thick eyelashes were shivering.

At that moment, there was no such a better thing than a kiss!

During their kiss, she took the initiative to pull down Mo Kun’s silk pajamas, which slid to the ground like a sleek snakeskin, showing out his attractive nice figure.

She gently touched him and kissed him.

Mo Kun liked her initiative and giggled to say, “Your brother has a lollipop, which is sweet and hard. Do you wanna have a try? You have never tasted it before!”

“Lollipop? Uh, no, you’re so bad!” Long Xi said no, but her eyes moved towards his private parts.

Mo Kun’s lower part was raised high, which was very attractive to her!

Mo Kun’s voice was full of unlimited temptation as he said, “Help me! Use your tongue, will you?”

Long Xi squinted down with shyness…

“Harder, baby! It’s yours! It’s your slave, my master!” Mo Kun said and panted, while moving up and down in a rhythm, allowing her to feel his power.

Long Xi enhanced her strength…

After two and a half hours, both Lord Mo Kun and Long Xi enjoyed themselves to the fullest.

Mo Kun cleaned himself up and fell down straight on the dreamy big bed before drying his hair.

At the moment when he fell down on the bed, a voice was heard in Mo Kun’s mind, which said it was so awesome.

Long Xi was also tired but was not willing to sleep at once. She leaned against the window and looked at the beautiful scenery. That was a quiet village. A few fireflies flew slowly, while birds and insects joined the chorus.

A small beetle was crawling on the window.

She was in a good mood, so she did not drive it away.

Following the direction of its crawling, she found that there was an iron flower stand outside the wall, which was filled with yellow roses. It was similar to the saying, “shy roses bloom quietly”.

She looked up at the starlight above her head, wondering which one was Altair and which one was Vega. That day was supposed to be Chinese Valentine’s day.

Would the cowherd and the weaver girl meet each other that night? What torture it was for them to meet each other once a year.