Noble Marriage
Chapter 318: Yours is Better than His

Chapter 318: Chapter 318: Yours is Better than His

"It seems I need to try again!"

The man’s eyes turned sharp, and he hooked his lips into another kiss on her soft ones.

This time, he was gentler than the last, his tenderness stirring emotions.

He seemed to be kissing her with all his heart, with a fiery passion, and Lin Xinlan was completely lost in his kiss, feeling for the first time that kissing could be such a delightful thing.

"How does this one feel?" Rong Shaoze asked, breathing heavily.

Lin Xinlan opened her bemused eyes but did not respond.

She expected her to say it was very nice?

She couldn’t say it...

The man did not let her off, pinching her chin as he insisted, "Compared to Qiao Yiyang’s kiss, how do you find mine?"

Her gaze cleared instantly; she understood his intention in asking—so he was still bothered by that kiss.

"What? Was his better than mine?" Rong Shaoze frowned slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

Lin Xinlan opened her mouth but really couldn’t utter the words.

How could she say it?

Should she say that his kisses were better than Qiao Yiyang’s?

She couldn’t bring herself to say it!

"Fine, if you won’t say it, I’ll kiss you until you’re satisfied and admit it!" Her silence infuriated him.

Seeing that he was about to kiss her again, she quickly dodged, using her hand to block his lips, "Enough! Rong Shaoze, can you act a bit more maturely?"

He had no intention of listening to her; pulling her hand away, he accurately captured her lips again.

Lin Xinlan felt her world spinning from his kisses, unable to breathe, as if she was going to die from lack of oxygen.

If she didn’t speak, he would keep kissing, and she was certain she would suffocate to death.

That suffocating sensation was quite unbearable.

Lin Xinlan pushed hard against his body, finally getting a moment to catch her breath, she hastily said, "Yours is better than his, okay?"

"Say it one more time."

"I said, yours is better than his, his can’t compare to yours at all, are you satisfied with this answer?" she said exasperatedly, but it was also the truth.

Qiao Yiyang’s kiss had made her feel uncomfortable because his breath was too unfamiliar...

Lin Xinlan was startled; when had she become accustomed to Rong Shaoze’s scent?

Hearing the answer he wanted, Rong Shaoze finally stopped with satisfaction, rubbing her head and smiling at her indulgently, "Remember, from now on you can only think about my kisses, not his, got it?"

"...Don’t worry, I’ve already forgotten it." Not to mention no impression, not even a lingering sensation remained.

At this moment, her mind could only think of Rong Shaoze’s kisses, his overwhelming presence had completely overshadowed Qiao Yiyang’s brief kiss, even overshadowing the feeling.

Rong Shaoze smiled even more happily, just about to say something when his phone suddenly rang.

He checked it, didn’t answer, and said to her, "You rest for a bit, I’ll go work in the study."

Lin Xinlan nodded slightly; he kissed her forehead before heading to the study.

Upon closing the door, he answered the call, no longer carefree but with a serious and stable demeanor.

"Shaoze, the other party has raised the price again. I suspect they’re targeting us, aiming to compete with us for the goods and prevent us from getting that shipment."

"We haven’t found out who they are yet?"

"It’s a gang from Italy, with some ties to the Mafia. It seems their boss and the head of the Flying Tiger Gang, Richie, had some connections five years ago, and they’re probably opposing us deliberately for the sake of the Flying Tiger Gang."