Quick Wear: Her waist is soft and kissable, the host falls in love with her at first sight

Chapter 188: Feelings are hard to explain

"Then kiss again today?"

"Yeah." She replied softly, her eyelashes trembling.

A gentle kiss fell on her lips, Yue Xiangli kissed her forehead again, stood up straight, took her hand and walked out.

Ning Sangyu turned her head to look at him.

Yue Xiangli pinched her face with his other hand and asked, "What are you looking at me for?"

"You won't show me?"

"Yes, of course, Sangsang, take a look at it."

Today, Yue Xiangli brought Wan Anbang over, opened the back door and got in the car with her.

"Let's drive."

Wan Anbang learned his lesson this time. He drove quietly and acted as a guard with no sense of presence.

Yue Xiangli took out a box from the side and said, "I bought some cloud cakes. Do you want to eat some?"

"Yes." She reached out and took a piece. "When did you find out that I like to eat it?"

Yue Xiangli poked her face and said, "I saw you buying pastries when I sent your brother home that day, so I thought of buying some for you."

"Later, when you were injured, you pestered your brother and asked for roast duck. When you saw the pastries I brought you, your eyes lit up. I guessed that you might be a little foodie."

Ning Sangyu grabbed his hand and said, "Don't poke my face. I'm eating."

"Yeah." He turned and interlocked his fingers with hers.

Ning Sangyu glanced at him sideways and handed the cloud cake to his lips, "Do you want to eat it?"

Yue Xiangli took a bite and looked at her smiling gently, "Very sweet."

She turned her head and took another bite.

I always feel that what he said is a bit improper.

Yue Xiangli held her and sat closer to him, with his hands on her waist.

Ning Sangyu glanced at him and then leaned directly on him.

Seeing that she didn't want to eat anymore, Yue Xiangli took the half-wet towel he had prepared and wiped her hands.

She turned around and whispered in his ear, "Ling Guang."

"Ok?"

"Why do you like me?"

"We fell in love at first sight, for no reason."

Ning Sangyu remembered that she was so scared that she almost trembled. It was not a good experience.

Yue Xiangli tightened his grip on her hand slightly, "It's hard to explain why I feel this way, Sangsang, just remember that I just like you."

"Oh."

"Were you afraid of me at that time?"

"A little bit. You looked very cold and fierce at the time. I was indeed scared when you looked over, but I was more afraid of the sudden gunshot."

"Sorry, not to you."

"I know. I'm not so afraid of gunshots now."

"Marshal, we're here." Wan Anbang, who was trying hard to reduce his presence, had to speak up.

Yue Xiangli led her out of the car.

When taking pictures, the photographer was guiding the two of them nervously, and seeing that Yue Xiangli's attitude was relatively good, he gradually relaxed.

Ning Sangyu sat upright on a chair wrapped in flowers, and Yue Xiangli put her hand on her shoulder.

It took an hour and a half to take pictures of all the poses.

After agreeing on a time to pick up the photos with the photo studio, Yue Xiangli took his people back.

When they got out of the car and entered the door, the two soldiers on both sides of the door saluted them.

Yue Xiangli introduced the scenery of the mansion to her along the way.

"This was originally the residence of a royal relative of the old dynasty, and later on it changed hands many times. When I arrived in Zhencheng half a year ago, I bought this place and redecorated it."

"There is a big garden. It's spring now, and the flowers beside the rockery are blooming beautifully."

"There is also a man-made lotus pond with a red pavilion in the middle. You can go to the pavilion to enjoy the lotus in the summer."

Ning Sangyu nodded.

"How about staying for lunch?"

"Okay."

Uncle Zhao was trimming flower branches in the garden with a pair of scissors. When he saw Yue Xiangli and Ning Sangyu coming over, he couldn't help but look at Ning Sangyu a few more times. When he saw them holding hands, he almost laughed out loud.

"Xiang Li, what is this?"

"Her name is Ning Sangyu, my future wife."

"Sangsang, this is Uncle Zhao, the elder who has taken care of us since we were young and is also the housekeeper of the mansion."

"Hello, Uncle Zhao." Ning Sangyu smiled at Uncle Zhao.

"Oh, okay! Sangsang, do you want to stay for lunch?"

"need."

"Then I'll ask someone to prepare lunch. What would you like to eat?"

"All is fine. I'm not picky."

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away!" Uncle Zhao walked away happily with the scissors in his hand.

Xiang Li needs someone who understands him and feels warm and thoughtful!

After walking around the garden, Yue Xiangli led her to the hall and asked, "Are you thirsty?"

"Kind of."

Yue Xiangli pushed her to sit on the armchair and poured her a cup of scented tea prepared by the servant. "It's a little hot, be careful, drink it and see if it tastes good."

"it is good."

Ning Sangyu held the cup and shook it for a while. The mist made her eyes and eyebrows look more gentle. Yue Xiangli leaned on the armchair and couldn't help but lean close to her and kiss her on the lips.

Ning Sangyu glanced at him, pushed his face away, and drank the cup of tea.

Cheeks slightly red.

Seeing that he was staring at her, she held the cup to his lips and said, "Would you like to drink? You're not thirsty anymore."

Yue Xiangli took the cup with a smile and drank the remaining half of the scented tea.

He put the cup down and pulled her up, "Continue shopping?"

"Ah."

Yue Xiangli held her hand and led her towards his yard.

Except for the master's yard, there were soldiers standing guard everywhere in the mansion, and servants walking around from time to time.

After entering the yard, Yue Xiangli closed the gate.

There is a plum tree planted in the yard. The plum flowers are in full bloom at this moment, and the wind brings a faint fragrance.

Yue Xiangli put his arm around her waist, "Sangsang."

Seeing him looking down at her with a smile on his face, Ning Sangyu inexplicably understood what she meant and raised her head to kiss him on the lips.

Yue Xiangli's breathing became a little disordered. His rough big hand, which had been holding guns for many years, supported the back of her neck and leaned close to her lips.

The slightly rough feeling of his palm touching the skin on the back of her neck caused shivers to form and her body felt numb. Ning Sangyu hugged his waist and closed her eyes with trembling eyelashes.

Seeing how she was letting the kiss go on so obediently, Yue Xiangli's breathing quickened. He tightened his arms around her waist and tentatively bit her lips lightly.

She fluttered her eyelashes again and looked at him with half-opened eyes.

He smiled and kissed her, sucking and biting her lips bit by bit, licking them gently, his heart beating restlessly, and his eyes gradually becoming darker.

The lust in his eyes was fully revealed to her, and she closed her eyes shyly.

Yue Xiangli's breathing gradually became heavier. He circled her body and continued to kiss her. The kiss became increasingly intense and deep. He pried open her teeth little by little and lingered with her.

The skin of the palm supporting the back of her neck was slightly hot, and he gently pinched her delicate neck.

"Well……"

He kissed her so passionately that she couldn't help but moan softly.

I could smell each other's scent with every breath I took. I felt my whole body was burning. The hands that were hugging his waist lost strength and my body gradually became limp.

When she was almost out of breath, he pulled away slightly, kissed the corner of her lips gently, and called her softly, "Sangsang."

Ning Sangyu opened her eyes, her pupils were watery, the corners of her eyes were stained with a blurry red, and her red lips were slightly parted, "Hmm?"

He rubbed her cheek with his fingertips, bringing a tingling sensation, and smiled as he kissed her lips again, "Kiss her for a while longer."

After saying that, he went straight in, entwined his lips with hers, and moved his hand on her waist upwards, gently stroking her back.

He kissed her fiercely all of a sudden, and Ning Sangyu could only lean limply against him, grabbing the hem of his clothes with her pink fingers, letting him take what he wanted.

Finally, she pushed his chest weakly, "No more kissing..."

He pulled away and kissed her gently on the lips, with restrained patience in his eyes.

"Okay, no more kissing." Yue Xiangli held her in his arms and stroked her back to help her calm down.