The King’s Enchanting
Chapter 445 - 451 Self-affection (3)

Chapter 445: Chapter 451 Self-affection (3)

Afterward, those soft, red lips suddenly drew near, lingering at her ear, her chin, and the nape of her neck. They left behind a faint hint of milk tea fragrance as they drifted across her neck, and Jian Anning could feel that the body, which usually behaved after just a taste of sweetness, seemed to be undergoing a subtle change!

That was when he pressed himself tightly against her abdomen, growing hotter and hotter, as if he was about to melt her away!

"No, Yu Zexiao, not now!" Jian Anning was somewhat surprised by his "excitement", especially since she was shocked to find that perhaps because of the many times they had kissed recently, she did not resist his closeness at all! She feared that she might become too familiar with his scent, and one day, she would be unable to withstand his fiery assault and give herself to him!

Embraces and kisses she could just about accept. But any deeper interaction... Even if she truly held no romantic feelings for him, he was after all Yu Zexiao! With such handsome features and those deep, desire-filled eyes gazing at her, she really found it hard to keep her composure!

Fortunately, Yu Zexiao wasn’t clueless either. Even though there was no one around, if he really took her here and did that sort of husband-and-wife thing, not to mention anything else, she surely wouldn’t be able to face anyone afterwards! He struggled to control his emotions, slightly lifted his body and with a hoarse voice from the recent passion, said, "Anning."

She didn’t respond, her small hands still trying to push away his chest, but he held them tightly.

Lifting her head, she saw sunlight piercing through the rockery’s cave, adding a sensually magnificent aura to his profound eyes.

Parting his lips, while kissing the corner of her mouth with small pecks, he asked, "When will you give yourself to me? My patience has its limits."

Jian Anning was greatly embarrassed, pulling her hands away from his palm: "What are you talking about?"

Yu Zexiao’s eyes deepened as he suddenly drew her lip between his, gently grinding it with his teeth: "Next time, I must have you—I will punish you severely, make you unable to leave the bed for days! Who made you keep me waiting for so long!"

"Yu Zexiao!" Jian Anning was instantly both embarrassed and angry, and pushed him away forcefully: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will get angry."

Pushed away by her, Yu Zexiao wasn’t upset. Knowing that she had no feelings for Situ Xuan, he felt much more at ease. Through the sliver of light coming through the cracks, he watched her adjust her clothes with cheeks still rosily flush as if they could drip water, and his mood instantly brightened.

Right then, he no longer entangled her. After she had collected herself, they headed out one after the other.

Of course, what Jian Anning didn’t know was that Yu Zexiao’s joking words would soon become a reality...

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Back in the felt tent, Jian Anning’s somewhat fluctuating emotions were quickly cooled by the breeze.

Returning to the crowd, Jian Anning’s expression was calm, and the Yu Zexiao who followed did not show any signs of rage. Even because he feared leaving behind any marks just now, Yu Zexiao hadn’t kissed her forcefully. Her whole appearance, aside from looking a bit flushed, bore no trace of their encounter.