Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 748 - 749 Sweet Morning

Chapter 748: Chapter 749 Sweet Morning

This night, Song Xiaodong simply held Shui Qingyue in his arms as they slept, truly not doing anything else.

Having a beautiful woman in his arms was indeed a test for Song Xiaodong, but over the past while at home, he had lived in revelry night after night, so when it came to the urges towards a woman, he could control them even better.

Moreover, with his now different attitude towards love, he respected Shui Qingyue’s feelings even more, and he hoped for a process where that kind of thing would happen after a deep love had developed.

When they woke up in the morning, Shui Qingyue opened her eyes and saw Song Xiaodong’s pair of dark, bright eyes staring at her.

"Morning!" Song Xiaodong greeted with a smile.

"Morning!" Shui Qingyue’s face turned slightly red, then she softly said, "I really didn’t expect to sleep with you all night without you making a move, am I not charming enough?"

Song Xiaodong chuckled softly and said, "How could that be? Didn’t you feel how strong my reaction is right now?"

Shui Qingyue was lying directly in Song Xiaodong’s arms, facing him. At his words, she quickly shrunk back, her face turning bright red as she stammered, "You... you’re so bad."

Song Xiaodong laughed heartily and said, "Holding such a beautiful woman as you, how could I not have a reaction?"

"Big bully!" Shui Qingyue spat at Song Xiaodong, her shyness evident, but not uncomfortable enough to flee from Song Xiaodong’s embrace; she whispered softly, "Being held by you in sleep, it’s really comfortable."

"Mm, in the future, you’ll have the chance to let me hold you like this every day," Song Xiaodong said with a twinkle in his eye.

"You gave up last night’s opportunity, if you want to hold me in sleep again, you’ll have to wait."

"How could I wait? When I return home, I can sneak into your room."

"Dream on. By then, Xuanxuan and the others will be enough to keep you company, not to mention Sister Xiaoru and Sister Qingqing will be back too, when will you have time to come find me?" At this point, Shui Qingyue suddenly felt a sense of loss, regretting that she didn’t truly make love with Song Xiaodong the previous night. Sleeping in Song Xiaodong’s embrace was a privilege only granted through a real physical connection.

"What’s wrong? Getting impatient?" Song Xiaodong asked gently.

"I... am!" Shui Qingyue actually bravely nodded.

"Shall we now?" Song Xiaodong asked, eyes narrowed, watching Shui Qingyue.

"I... I’ll listen to you," Shui Qingyue murmured, burying her head in Song Xiaodong’s embrace.

Song Xiaodong felt a surge of desire, but soon shook his head gently and said softly, "Qingyue, I know you are a girl who values purity and self-respect. If I were to be intimate with you so easily, I would certainly cause you to feel life was lacking, so I will hold back for now."

Shui Qingyue looked up at Song Xiaodong in surprise, and then suddenly raised her head and gently kissed him on the face, saying, "Brother Dongzi, you are really kind."

Song Xiaodong smiled slightly and said, "How could I not be kind to my woman?"

Shui Qingyue smiled sweetly again and said, "I feel surrounded by love."

"Then let’s make that feeling even stronger," said Song Xiaodong, as he drew her closer into his embrace with his arms.

Shui Qingyue and Song Xiaodong were almost completely pressed against each other, and she could feel his firmness but didn’t shy away. This physical closeness, she knew, was acceptance of her heartfelt love for Song Xiaodong.

Compared with her previous fiancé from the Liu Family, she always thought she liked him, but now she realized that what she liked was the idea of a suitable marriage. That was why she never wanted to get close to him, an inner conflict that had plagued her. Thankfully, she ended up waiting for Song Xiaodong; had she ended up with that man, she really didn’t know what her life would be like now.

With this thought, Shui Qingyue felt even more blessed, and she quietly extended her arms to hug Song Xiaodong’s waist, her face resting against his chest. She listened to his heartbeat, closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep again.

Over an hour later, Song Xiaodong and Shui Qingyue finally got out of bed.

The two shared a smile, and Shui Qingyue went to the wardrobe to pick out a set of clothes for Song Xiaodong. They had brought a suitcase the previous day; in fact, Song Xiaodong had also brought a set of pajamas, but his mother’s words made Shui Qingyue forget all about it.

"You go change first," Shui Qingyue said, then lay back down on the bed, turning her back.

Song Xiaodong laughed, "You’re not going to sneak a peek, are you?"

"Who would do that..." Shui Qingyue’s cheeks blushed at his tease, suddenly feeling the urge to take a look, then quickly turned her head, saying, "I’ll just watch openly."

Song Xiaodong burst into laughter and said, "My little Qingyue has gotten bold."

"I’ve let you hold me, so what’s so wrong with looking?" Shui Qingyue pouted, her small face flushing, but the smile on her face was unmistakably sweet.

Song Xiaodong dressed openly in front of Shui Qingyue, though still leaving on an inner layer.

Shui Qingyue watched, her face turning red, but she couldn’t help but admit that Song Xiaodong had a great physique. Although he wasn’t notably bulky, every inch of his muscles seemed to contain a powerful explosive force.

Song Xiaodong went out to wash up first, and not long after, Shui Qingyue came out, just in time to bump into her mother.

"You’re up so early... oh, you’re walking fine? Did you..." Shui Qingyue’s mother furrowed her brows, asking, "Have you done it before?"

Shui Qingyue scolded, "Mom! What are you talking about... I haven’t, and nothing happened last night either."

"Then this is..." Her mother asked, perplexed.

Shui Qingyue said softly, "Brother Dongzi didn’t want me to have regrets, so he prefers we slowly deepen our feelings and let everything happen naturally."

"That boy... he’s really something," Shui Qingyue’s mother said with a start, followed by an involuntary compliment; she was no longer anxious. If Song Xiaodong could behave this way, it meant he valued Shui Qingyue highly.

At this moment, Shui Qingyue also spoke with a hint of pride, "Doesn’t that mean I chose the right person?"

"Hmm, good, good, my daughter has keen eyes, I’m not worried anymore. But still, I must remind you, don’t be too coy as a girl."

"I know, I know..." Shui Qingyue blushed profusely once again. Why did her mom always have to educate her on this matter, making her embarrassed to continue the conversation?