Contract Marriage: Boss, Let's divorce
Chapter 138 - 137 To Pounce or Not to Pounce (23)

Chapter 138: Chapter 137 To Pounce or Not to Pounce (23)

She had not thrown herself at Shi Che earlier; she felt compelled to do so because she anticipated being pushed away before she could even get close. However, now that she was in Shi Che’s embrace, she knew that if she did not seize this opportunity, it would slip away just like that.

Chuxia’s eyes were filled with complex emotions, and she struggled internally. Should she just let herself go and pounce on him?

However, before she could decide whether or not to pounce, she felt Shi Che slowly pushing her away. Once pushed away, she would have no chance at all.

In an instant, Chuxia’s mind went blank, and she stopped thinking altogether. She acted purely on instinct, wrapping her arms around Shi Che’s neck and lifting her head to kiss him.

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The moonlight was like water, silently spilling down. The breeze lifted the gauze curtains, letting slivers of light inside that shone upon them.

Chuxia’s heartbeat raced, and her palms were sweaty. Though she impulsively lunged forward, she had no confidence at all; her lips may have landed on Shi Che’s, but they were merely brushing his lips, even trembling slightly.

The sudden kiss from Chuxia took Shi Che completely by surprise. Those soft lips suddenly pressed against his, the faint scent of her body instantly enveloping his nose. Her slender arms wrapped around him, her body shaking from nervousness, and her nightgown, disheveled from sleep, slightly exposed her fair skin. Under the moonlight, half of her body was enticingly revealed.

The desire that he had suppressed surged awake in an instant. Flames quickly ignited in his dark eyes, and the hands that were about to push Chuxia away paused and then, unconsciously, pulled her back in.

Her soft body, with its strands of fragrance, slowly seduced Shi Che. He felt as if he were sinking into a beautiful dream, holding Chuxia tighter and tighter, as if trying to meld her into his very flesh and blood.

Chuxia felt a slight pain from being held so tightly and let out an involuntary whimper. Shi Che’s eyes flickered, and though he still held her close, he loosened his grip slightly. Then, he parted his lips and took Chuxia’s between his, reversing the roles and kissing her deeply.

His movements were unexpectedly gentle, lacking the previous aggression and malice. Instead, they carried an intense tenderness, slowly enticing her. His tongue gently left traces in every spot.

It was as if he were treating his most beloved woman.

A haze of bewilderment and disbelief tinted the depth of Chuxia’s eyes. It had been a long time since Shi Che had kissed her like this; it seemed he only did so in the early days of their marriage. Later, whenever he kissed her, it was with a fierce, biting passion, a tearing urgency without any semblance of tenderness—just the expression of raw anger.

Chuxia felt as if she really had returned to those early days of their marriage.

Her eyes grew more and more mesmerized as she felt Shi Che’s kisses trail down her neck, felt his large hands roaming over her body. Every inch of her skin could feel his gentle caresses, softening her heart involuntarily.