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Chapter 655: Branding the Heart

Chapter 655: Chapter 655: Branding the Heart

"It’s okay!" Young Master Yanhuang generously expressed his consent.

The hint of amusement in Zhu Qianying’s smile seemed to grow stronger.

"Is it okay if I sign a few more times?"

Young Master Yanhuang agreed cheerfully again, "I don’t mind!"

With that, Zhu Qianying energetically signed "Husband of Zhu" on his pecs, her fingers slowly trailing down his muscular contours.

When her hand was on his abs, Zhu Qianying playfully bumped a finger against one of his muscles before giving him a mischievous wink.

"Here?"

Yanhuang blinked but didn’t respond.

Zhu Qianying leaned in, gave him a peck on the lips and then lowered her body to sign those three big words on his abs, which felt like a tofu.

Young Master Yanhuang wasn’t bothered, Zhu Qianying looked up at him with a teasing look in her eyes, and found his dark and profound gaze, like two swirling vortices, capable of sucking people in.

"Would you like another autograph?"

Yanhuang’s voice was slightly husky, his chest moving slightly. Within his unfathomable eyes, there lay a complexity of emotions, some of which Zhu Qianying seemed to understand, but others seemed beyond her comprehension.

"Yes!"

Zhu Qianying seemed hooked as if she was addicted to him. Clearly, she could see the flames in his eyes, but she kept going, burying her head and signing three more characters on particular part.

Initially, she thought she was quite bold, but the moment her pen touched his skin, a blush crept up from her ears to her face.

Yanhuang’s lips curled up, and he watched her with a profound gaze.

To tell the truth, he was absolutely in love with her like this.

Despite her naivety in regard to both physical and emotional aspects of man-woman relationships, her personality enabled her to be quite open about such matters.

Thus, the collision between physiological and psychological shyness and the concept of openness often left her in a state of contradiction.

Just like earlier, when her gaze fell onto a certain part of him, Yanhuang thought she wouldn’t dare to sign there, but she bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and actually moved her hand holding the pen.

Her hand was raised there, and Yanhuang instinctively held his breath. When her pen touched his skin, Yanhuang slightly trembled.

The tip of the pen, cold and sharp, despite on his skin, Yanhuang felt as if it fell straight onto his heart.

It was just an ordinary signature pen that she was using, but it felt like a laser pen to Yanhuang, branding his heart with the three characters "Zhu Qianying".

While Young Master Yanhuang worked hard to suppress his desire to pin her down and ravish her, he simply lowered his gaze, quietly watching her, her ears blushing so much they were almost bleeding. After finishing writing those three characters on particular part, her eyes lowered, her long curled eyelashes were gently trembling as though they were soft feathers sweeping gently over his heart.

Though his body was already burning with desire, in that moment, his heart was filled with tender feelings. The want to cherish her, protect her, pamper her, love her was more intense than ever before!

His chest felt filled with something, something that seemed eager to burst out.

A long time ago, he once stood before a floor-to-ceiling window at the top floor of Yanhuang Building, watching the sunset in the distance, and suddenly thought of the word "eternal".

There is really nothing in the world that’s truly eternal.

After all, everything has its expiration date. The notion of forever is perhaps just a wishful thinking imposed by people.

Back then, he scoffed at those who held expectations for "forever".

Yet, looking at her now, a strong sense of anticipation and longing arose in his heart.

He anticipated that their relationship could last eternal.

He longed for their love to stay unchanged forever.

The air in the bedroom has heated up due to Zhu Qianying’s seemingly ordinary yet ambiguous actions. The room was filled with an alluring warmth.

However, neither Yanhuang nor Zhu Qianying made any move to escalate the situation.

Yanhuang resembled a lion with eyes half-closed hiding in the grass, seemingly napping yet ready to strike.

And Zhu Qianying’s hand was now on his long and muscular thighs.

His legs were long and straight, in her eyes, they were no less marvelous than those of a model.

She gently stroked his firm skin for a moment before signing those three big words on his tanned skin.

Yanhuang thought that this would be the last location she was going to sign.

But he didn’t expect that this naughty girl would then sign three characters on his ankle, butt, back, and so on.

When she finally seemed to have had enough and capped the pen with a "click", Yanhuang silently counted that she had signed nine places on his body.

Nine, homonym with the word "longevity" in Chinese.

Could it be, when she was signing those nine autographs, what she was thinking was actually the same as him, anticipating eternity, longing for an unchanging love.

Or perhaps, she didn’t mean anything at all, and it was just a simple coincidence?

Of course, Yanhuang didn’t ask, because some words and expectations are better kept in the heart. Insisting on confronting them might just ruin the beauty.

"Give it to me!"

When Zhu Qianying was once again straddling him intending to put the pen back on the bedside cabinet, Young Master Yanhuang reached out.

Zhu Qianying looked up, "Huh?!"

Yanhuang snatched the pen from her hand, flipped her around, and instantly shifted the balance of power.

Zhu Qianying, who was on top just a moment ago, suddenly found herself under him, and Yanhuang, who had been on the bottom, was now on top.

A flicker of surprise passed through Zhu Qianying’s eyes, "What are you doing?"

Of course, her surprise was not because she was afraid of him, but a natural reaction to a sudden change of situation.

Yanhuang mimicked her from before, holding the pen cap and pulled it off with a "pop" sound.

"Darling, don’t tell me you thought only you got to sign?"

With that said, he bent over, pecked her on the lips, then whispered in her ear, "Darling, wherever you just signed on me, I must also sign in the corresponding places on you. That would be fair, right?"

Zhu Qianying blushed again at his words, perhaps due to the thought of her earlier actions which although spontaneous, were laden with teasing and provocation, or perhaps due to what he was about to do.