The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories
Chapter 153 - 155 [155] You Can Only Be My Nangong Yaoling’s Woman 3

Chapter 153: Chapter 155 [155] You Can Only Be My Nangong Yaoling’s Woman 3

He had been inconsiderate.

He hadn’t considered Xia Xiaonuan’s feelings.

But in this cruel world, what does conscience count for?

If you don’t kill others, there will come a day when they will come to take your life!

But everything, this clumsy and silly little woman probably still can’t figure out for a moment.

"Xia Xiaonuan, since you are my wife, you should bear all this! With me, I’d rather kill a hundred wrongly than let a single threat go! No matter who it is, if they come for me, Nangong Yaoling, there is only one outcome!"

And that is death!

Xia Xiaonuan looked at Nangong Yaoling’s face, an inexplicable wave of fear washed over her heart.

She didn’t know why, but the first person that flashed through her mind was Liang Shaochen.

Rather kill a hundred wrongly, than let one go.

No matter who it is...

She shrank her body in fear.

A flash of panic flickered in her eyes.

Nangong Yaoling looked at her reaction.

He thought he had scared her.

He wanted to say something else, but in the end, he swallowed the words.

He couldn’t bear to see her frightened and helpless look any longer.

He reached out and pulled her slightly stiff body into his embrace.

This stubborn and yet a little foolish little woman...

She was truly driving him crazy.

But, it was her kindness and some unique qualities that prevented him from truly hating her.

Xia Xiaonuan inhaled the faint aroma of tobacco on the man’s body.

Feeling her heart in turmoil.

She reached out and helplessly hugged Nangong Yaoling’s back.

Her body began to tremble slightly.

Nangong Yaoling sensed her change.

He let her go.

Staring at her pale, confused little face.

He lifted her chin with one hand.

Lowered his head and kissed her.

His tongue explored her lips, stirring a storm inside.

Xia Xiaonuan didn’t resist him.

She was engulfed in a sense of inexplicable nostalgia.

As if lost in a desert.

Unable to see direction.

But Nangong Yaoling’s kiss was like an oasis in the desert.

Unknowingly, she was drawn to it.

The temperature climbed higher and higher.

This was a long and lingering kiss.

The woman, due to difficulty breathing, let out a series of soft moans.

Nangong Yaoling several times wanted to let her go.

But... that sound was too enticing.

And her sweet and soft taste made him unable to stop.

This woman was perhaps someone sent to torment him.

When he finally let her go, Xia Xiaonuan almost fainted.

She collapsed into Nangong Yaoling’s arms, gasping for breath.

Nangong Yaoling’s breathing also grew heavier.

His hand gently caressed her back.

Sliding down to her slender waist.

Even through the hospital gown, he could feel the soft and smooth touch.

Reason was being threatened by desire, he almost couldn’t control himself and wanted to press her down.

But looking at the weak and helpless person in his arms.

His heart softened.

He couldn’t bear to hurt her again.

Couldn’t bear to see her cry.

So in the end, he controlled his male desire, forcefully suppressing the fire.

Held her gently in his arms.

Kissing her cheek softly, "Xia Xiaonuan, you are my woman... remember, you can only be Nangong Yaoling’s woman!"

The person in his arms stayed silent for a long time.

Nangong Yaoling lowered his head, only to realize that she had fallen asleep in his arms.

And even while asleep, a trace of tears lingered on her face.