Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!
Chapter 159 - 160 Are You Done Yet?

Chapter 159: Chapter 160 Are You Done Yet?

She slowly raised her hands above her head, her eyes slightly downcast, and danced gently with the music, step by step, moving closer to him.

He lifted his palm, grasped the elastic band holding her hair, and with just one hand, he snapped it.

Her long hair cascaded down as she lifted her arms to rest on his shoulders, her waist twisting.

Raising his arm, he embraced her slender waist, his hand reaching up to clear the stray hairs from her face.

Gan Yuan turned around, dodging his hand, her back to him as she hooked her arm around his neck and continued to dance.

The two were very close, her body brushing against his unwittingly, a slight touch enough to ignite a blaze.

Wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, his lips lowered to whisper beside her ear.

"These six years, I’ve been searching for you."

She shook off his hand and took a step forward, continuing to dance.

He grasped her hand, pulling her back in front of him, his hand embracing her waist once more, positioning her hand onto his shoulder, and together they danced, his other hand supporting her lower back again.

"You promised to tell me your name at dawn, but I have waited six years."

Her eyes were downcast as she kept to the rhythm.

Advancing, retreating, dancing, turning... yet remaining silent.

Their bodies sometimes close, sometimes apart.

The usually reticent man was unusually talkative tonight, ceaselessly pouring out his heart to her...

"That morning, I waited for you for a long time..."

"I always thought you would come back..."

"All these years, I’ve thought of you every night..."

"Enough!" she burst out, pushing him away, her voice roaring, "Huangfu Jue, will you ever stop?!"

She grabbed a hard drive from the bar and strode off, but he rushed over, seized her wrist, and pulled her back against the wall, bending down, his face closing in on hers.

Gazing at his handsome face magnifying in her eyes, feeling his breath on her face, her heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

"You... you dare kiss me and see!"

Angling his face, he breached the last bit of distance between them, pecking her lips lightly.

His hand, cupping her cheek, slid into her hair as he bent down, burying his face in her lush locks.

"Don’t leave me again, alright?"

The man, always dominant and persevering, now spoke with a tone so gentle, it even carried a hint of pleading.

Her heart suddenly ached, and the arm that was reaching to push his hand away suddenly lost its strength.

When she first met him, she knew that this man was her nemesis.

She thought that after six years, when facing him again, she could remain as calm as a lake, without a ripple.

But she was wrong, terribly wrong.

Even just his lightest touch was enough to stir up a storm within her.

"Bastard!" she cursed softly, her voice raspy, "What gives you the right?"

Lifting his face from her neck, the man’s hand tenderly stroked her trembling lips.

"Because... you love me!"

Turning his face, he leaned in once more and kissed her lips.