The Scheming Billionaire's Heartfelt Devotion
Chapter 47: Then I can only keep kissing you until you agree

Chapter 47: Chapter 47: Then I can only keep kissing you until you agree

Halfway through the meal, Lu Jinghan’s slender arm suddenly reached over, his distinct fingertips gently wiped away the rice grain at Han Xi’s mouth, and then put it into his own mouth to eat.

Han Xi bit her lip and lowered her head, her heartbeat wild and unruly, not knowing if Lu Jinghan’s teasing was too strong, or her resistance was too weak.

Anyway, whenever she met this man, she was thrown into complete chaos.

The midday sunlight streamed through the glass windows, dappling the room, enveloping them in golden warmth, as if painting a serene picture of a tranquil time.

After the meal, Han Xi tidied up the table, and as soon as she washed her hands and sat on the sofa, Lu Jinghan leaned his whole body close to her, making Han Xi cautiously cover her mouth, fearing he might try something naughty.

Lu Jinghan’s pleasant voice came over, "Are you so afraid I’ll kiss you?"

Han Xi looked as if she was ready for battle, instinctively moving backward, "The meal is over, Mr. Lu, shouldn’t you be leaving?"

Staying longer would definitely lead to trouble.

Today, Han Xi was wearing a loose white sweater, its collar slightly wide, revealing her delicate neck and collarbone, prompting Lu Jinghan to lean in irresistibly. Han Xi held her mouth with one hand and supported herself on the sofa with the other, her liquid-like eyes trembling lightly, her ears filled only with her heartbeat.

Lu Jinghan’s thin lips curved as he kissed her fair neck hollow, his hot breath spraying onto Han Xi’s skin as white as frozen cream, scaring her into a sudden tremble, both hands stiffly pushing against the man on her.

Due to her struggle, Han Xi’s sweater collar tilted to one side, exposing her smooth shoulder and the black bra strap.

Lu Jinghan’s eyes grew darker, his Adam’s apple rolling fiercely as he cupped Han Xi’s flushed little face, his scorching gaze making Han Xi’s heart skip a beat.

His storm-like kiss rampaged through Han Xi’s mouth, mingling saliva, their breaths disordered and tangled.

"Be my girlfriend, will you, hmm?" Lu Jinghan released Han Xi’s small mouth, his forehead resting against hers, his voice hoarse with passion.

Han Xi lowered her eyelashes, not daring to look at him, her mind in a whirl, unsure what to do.

"If you don’t speak, I’ll take it as a yes."

As the words fell, Lu Jinghan’s lips captured Han Xi’s again, his intense masculine scent overwhelming all of Han Xi’s senses.

Feeling Lu Jinghan’s palms fiddling on her, Han Xi, in a fluster, bit his lip, the sticky taste of blood stabbing into her nasal passages.

Lu Jinghan loosened his lips painfully but smiled brilliantly at the corner of his mouth.

"You’ve already agreed to be my girlfriend, no take-backs."

Han Xi straightened up, tugging at her sweater, softly saying, "I didn’t agree to that."

Lu Jinghan turned his body, his fingers wiping the bitten lip, his eyes deep with post-passion, "Then I can only keep kissing until you agree." Saying so, he leaned over Han Xi.

Han Xi flinched up from the sofa, running to the window, her slim, tall body casting a silhouette in the sunlight’s tint.

Lu Jinghan just stared at her, his gaze deep as if looking at a rare treasure.

Han Xi felt slightly unnatural under his gaze, her fingers inadvertently tucking her hair behind her ear, her chin lowered almost to her collarbone.

Lu Jinghan got up and walked to the window, looping his hands behind Han Xi’s head, removing the hair tie, his slender fingers smoothing into the silky strands, clumsily helping her to re-tie her slightly tousled hair.