Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon-Chapter 916 - 912: Unable to Control My Own Heart (Part 4)

Chapter 916: Chapter 912: Unable to Control My Own Heart (Part 4)

The distinctive tone of Ou Jue, arrogantly extreme.

Xiyan, furious to the point of laughing, tried harder to break free from him, but was held tightly in his grip.

"You forbid it? On what grounds do you forbid it!"

"On the grounds—" Ou Jue leaned closer, his cold eyes meeting hers directly, "that you still like me."

Her breath hitched, and in the next instant, Xiyan felt her anger surge to her brain.

With the emotion of vented frustration she shouted, "Who told you I still like you? Stop being narcissistic! I don’t like you now, not like not like not like!"

After the words fell, Ou Jue suddenly brought his handsome face near, his nose touching hers.

She was startled.

Xiyan instantly froze. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

She instinctively shrank back a little, closing her eyes.

For a long while, there was no movement.

"Still dare to say you don’t like?" Ou Jue’s voice was tinged with amusement, teasing, "Closing your eyes, are you waiting for me to kiss you?"

Xiyan abruptly opened her eyes, seeing the playful look in his eyes, her embarrassment and anger intensified.

Once again, she had been played by Ou Jue.

Ahhh, I want to kill this bastard!

Xiyan raised her angry gaze, "You—"

This time, Ou Jue lowered his head, and really kissed her.

An unexpected kiss.

Ou Jue held her entirely in his embrace, his movements gentle, unlike himself.

Such a real kiss.

Such a tender kiss.

It seemed as if his cold demeanor from before was just an illusion.

Xiyan felt dazed for a moment.

Ou Jue licked and caressed Xiyan’s lips, his voice low and hoarse, full of temptation, "Stick your tongue out a little."

"I, I won’t, leave me alone, mmm..."

Before she finished speaking, she was blocked by him once more.

Taking advantage of her speaking pause, he directly slipped into her mouth, instantly capturing her soft little tongue, stirring it wantonly.

Only after extracting all the sweet nectar from her mouth did he let her go.

The delicate kisses moved away from her lips.

Xiyan’s back was pressed tightly against the door, her lips kissed to a vibrant red.

She breathed heavily, her consciousness somewhat detached.

"Let go of me..."

Yet Ou Jue showed no intention of stopping, the lingering kisses traced over her mouth, cheeks, finally landing at her ears.

His scorching breath drenched her ear canal.

There was already sensitive, now stimulated by such heat, she felt her whole body tingling.

"Not letting go." Ou Jue’s breathing intensified a bit, "You are mine."

Xiyan felt weak from the teasing.

She hated it.

Back then, when she initiated, Ou Jue was as steady as a rock.

Now, even with Ou Jue just slightly initiating, she couldn’t control her racing heart.

So disappointing!

Xiyan stubbornly tried to push him away, "Go away! I’m telling you to go away! Ou Jue, does this still have meaning? You yourself said you don’t like me anymore, so why are you bothering me again, it’s simply absurd!"

"Yeah, I’m absurd." Not only did Ou Jue not let go, he leaned in even closer, burying his handsome face into her neck, kissing her with moist tenderness, "I don’t like you anymore, but I just can’t control my heart, what should I do...?"

He murmured, as if questioning her, as if talking to himself.

"Mr. Ou, narcissism is an illness, let me repeat, I have nothing to do with you now."

"Is that so." Ou Jue’s hand slipped inside Xiyan’s clothes, indulging wildly, "Then I’ll just recreate the connection!"