Fated love: the unwanted bride
Chapter 1358 This Kiss, Delicate and Long

Chapter 1358: Chapter 1358 This Kiss, Delicate and Long

These years, Jasmine Yale clung to him for the first time like this, acting playfully affectionate.

Sylvan Cheney’s big hand caressed her soft hair strands.

He didn’t speak, his deep and profound gaze fell on her face.

When he bowed his head, she raised hers, their eyes meeting.

The warmth of tender affection filled the surroundings, and Jasmine couldn’t help but lean into his embrace, her arms circling his waist.

This was her favorite position now, lying in his arms, against his chest.

This man, god-like, belonged to her at this moment.

As for the future, she didn’t know.

But for now, he was hers.

"I want to go out and have fun," Jasmine whispered.

"Where to?"

"To the beach."

"It’s too cold to go to the beach this season."

"I’m not afraid of the cold, will you accompany me?" Jasmine asked expectantly, her big eyes shimmering.

Such a Jasmine, Sylvan hadn’t seen in many years.

He thought for a moment, then slowly said: "I’ll go with you on Saturday."

"Really?"

"Mmm."

Jasmine was delighted, suddenly feeling that the grievances she had borne here vanished instantly.

She counted her fingers, the day after tomorrow was Saturday, meaning he wouldn’t send her away these days, right?

Perhaps Sylvan was quite susceptible to this tactic, a little coyness and all was well.

She mischievously smiled, like a Little Fox hooking his neck, and suddenly kissed him on the lips.

She had just drunk orange juice, a sweet and fresh orange taste lingered on her lips.

After kissing him, just as she thought to pull away, Sylvan Cheney held her head down.

He lowered his head and deepened the kiss, rolling, nibbling.

Jasmine closed her eyes, hooking his neck.

The temperature in the living room suddenly rose, the air filled with ambiguous elements.

His kiss was gentle and prolonged, yet imperatively dominant, completely leading, giving Jasmine no chance to retaliate.

His warm breath brushed her face, Jasmine’s cheeks reddened, reciprocating his actions.

In the past, she never knew how to respond to kisses.

These last few times, she began learning to respond to him.

She then discovered that kissing was such a wonderful thing.

Her body temperature gradually rose, like in a summer breeze, very hot, yet delightfully sweet.

This kiss, delicate and prolonged.

After a long time, Sylvan Cheney finally released her, but still kissed her forehead and brows.

Jasmine’s face was flushed, like a girl in her first love, pure and beautiful.

She thought, she might have fallen for him.

Even if it was an abyss, she walked forward undaunted, not planning to look back.

She liked him, really liked him.

"Stay home and be good, don’t go out," Sylvan Cheney advised, "I’m going to Cheney Family."

"If I don’t wander off, is there a reward?"

"I’ll bring you a cake from Flower Home in the evening."

"I want chocolate."

"Okay."

Jasmine Yale curved her lips satisfactorily, happily looking at him, her eyes sparkling.

Sylvan knew she was always easy to please, a piece of cake, a piece of clothing could make her happy for many days.

In truth, she could ask him for much more.

But she never did.

After taking medicine and drinking orange juice, Sylvan Cheney stood up and walked towards the living room’s exit.

Jasmine was reluctant, sending him off all the way to the door, watching his car drive away before waving her hand and loudly saying, "Don’t smoke!"

Sylvan Cheney heard, curled the corner of his lips, stepped on the accelerator, and drove off.

The winter winds were harsh and bitterly cold, causing the branches to rustle, the surroundings frozen in silence.