Chapter 713 - Do you hate me? (1/2)
Only if she could loosen the knot and ogle at it n.a.k.e.d toned body.
With his lips only a few inches away from hers, Huang wrapped his arms around her waist. ”What did you just call me?”
Her breathing hitched when he brushed his lips against hers sending electric jolts down her spine.
”Tell me Huiling, what did you call me?”
Clutching onto his bathrobe, she pressed their lips together because she wanted to taste them. More than she wanted, she needed them, she needed to taste his lips.
Pulling away, Huang caressed her lips with his thumb. ”First tell me what you called me.”
”Brother Huang.”
”Brother?” Kissing her neck, he asked, ”Do you really think I am suitable for that brother tag?”
Arching her neck to the other side, Huiling m.o.a.ned and placed her other hand on his chest.
”Tell me honey.”
”Mmmm...NO.”
”Then what should you call me?”
His hands were carelessly running all over her body, making her feel hot and needy.
”Huang.”
Pulling her closer, he tightened his grip around her waist. ”Say that again.”
Biting her lower lips, she hooked her arms around his neck and inched closer. ”Huang.”
Capturing her lips, he lifted her up and wrapped her legs around his torso.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he placed his hand on the back of her neck and deepened the kiss, earning a m.o.a.n from her.
Nibbling her lower lip, Huang pulled away and buried his head on her chest. ”Why does this feel like a dream?” Lifting his head up, he added, ”You aren't gonna vanish right?”
Running her fingers through his hair, Huiling said, ”Hmm, well that depends on whether you'll allow another woman to rub her n.a.k.e.d all over you or not.”
”Never, I have already told everyone not to let Gabriel or any other woman enter my office. I promise that in the future, I won't let my guard down.”
Pressing her lips on his forehead, she said, ”Hmm, you should change because we have to leave.”
Burying his face on his chest once again, Huang sighed, ”Five minutes.”
...
Norway Mansion.
”Are you sure you wanna go?” Philip asked.
When Clara, who was busy admiring the photograph she had taken with Ben during their graduation did not say anything, he sighed and helplessly shook his head.
”I am asking you something Clara.” Snatching her phone away, he raised his eyebrows. ”Seriously? Are you ogling at some other man right on my face?”
Rolling her eyes at him, she snatched her phone back and kept it on the bedside table. ”I was just looking at it.”
”Ahh so you are sitting in my room, on my bed and fantasizing about some other man. Should I take that as an insult?”
Tying her hair into a messy bun, Clara asked, ”So do you want me to fantasize about your man Mr Norway.”