My Beloved

When she felt his softness on her lips for the first time, she thought her heart was going to stop. It was a foreign feeling. Although she couldn't understand what was happening to her in the current predicament, in her heart she knew that something happened that could change her life completely. She was both surprised and scared by Mo Yuan's action. She had no idea what to do.

Han Luo suddenly felt shy. Her face was already flushed due to the drug in her system. Now the aftermath of the sweet and abrupt kiss left her face looking like a bright red tomato. She couldn't look at him in the eyes. Because of her shyness, she lowered her eyes. Her eyelashes fluttered from time to time adding to the cuteness. It teased his heart. She looked more appealing in his eyes. 

Her heart was in trouble and she couldn't help but complain to him, "Why are you biting my lips?" 

Mo Yuan didn't answer her. Just as he put her down on the bed, she tried to escape from his grasp. However, with his strong pull, she fell back on his chest. She was once again on his lap.

"You're not going anywhere," he warned her while tightening his arms around her waist and securing her in position. His voice was deep and carried a sense of threat along with a hint of desire in his eyes. 

He was already waiting for two years for her and she hadn't shown any interest in being with him. She would rather stay with a random guy from the nightclub and dance with him. How could he possibly tolerate that?

Despite being drunk, Han Luo had a bad feeling about this. She did her best to break free from his embrace struggling with whatever energy she was left with and started to scream her lungs out, "I want to go hom- mmph!"

Mo Yuan sealed her lips once more. This time, it wasn't a soft kiss like before. His attention was solely directed on her lower lip. He tortured her lower lip by sucking it hard. He placed his right hand on the back of her head and his left hand on her waist, rendering her unable to move from his grasp.

"Mm!" Han Luo's eyes widen in disbelief. She didn't think she would be bitten twice. And, she felt goosebumps erupting all over her body from the sensation. She could hear her own heart, beating faster and faster by each passing second. She felt thrilled all over her body because of his unpredictable action. 

Her lips were softer than jelly, sweeter than honey. Mo Yuan felt that he couldn't get enough of her sweetness. He sucked her lips for a long time without any intention of stopping at the moment. 

She felt like her life being sucked out of her as she struggled to breathe. When he noticed that the girl in his embrace was having a hard time breathing, he let go of her lips rather reluctantly. 

He backed away slightly to look at her. Her lower lip was swollen because of his intensive kiss. Her red lipstick got smudged. In his eyes, her lips looked like a delicious meal, ready to be devoured. His dark eyes deepened.

Mo Yuan cupped her reddish face with his right hand and his hand wiped a small tread of saliva from the corner of the mouth. "Ah Luo, breathe," his voice was husky. His heart was clouded by strong desire.

Han Luo thought that she was going to die then and there without oxygen. She was still in a daze due to the sudden kiss. When he reminded her to breathe, she obediently opened her mouth and sucked in huge gulps of air. 

While she did, Mo Yuan's thumb rubbed her lips. The softness under his thumb broke his resolve to control himself, urging him to quench his thirst. He wanted more of her. Only a few minutes of kissing wasn't enough.

Han Luo was having a hard time calming her racing heart. Her heart was beating uncontrollably like it was going to burst out of her chest. While she was still struggling to regulate her breathing, she heard him call her name with a low and deep voice affectionately, "Ah Luo," and then her upper lip was taken by him without prior notice.

This time, Han Luo protested. She didn't want to die so early. She wished to live a long life. Therefore, she placed her hands on his sturdy, strong chest and pushed him, fighting for her dear life. If it was another time, it might have worked. 

However, she was drunk and half of her strength was gone. Moreover, she was being kissed. It made her body tingle and excited. She was unable to exert any noticeable force on him.

Noticing that she was struggling to get away from him, Mo Yuan simply turned his body and fell with her on the soft bed. He pushed her beneath him and changed the angle of their kiss.

"Hahh, hahh, mmph!" Han Luo attempted to breathe when he changed the angle for a split second; yet, her lower lip was taken by him in the next second. He nibbled her lip slowly; feeling and tasting her by taking his sweet time.

Han Luo made an effort to move her head to escape from his hungry lips. Detecting that Mo Yuan bit her lip and sucked her strongly like his life was depending on it. His intensive kisses were too much for her to handle at this state. She didn't know how to resist him. The previous kisses could be considered insignificant. It was almost like he wanted to devour her completely. While her heart was running a marathon, her whole body trembled like a paper balloon. Her body felt boneless. 

Han Luo couldn't stand it anymore. She could only let him eat her tofu. Mo Yuan spotted her obedience and became gentle. Feeling the softness under his chest, he slightly propped up his upper body. He placed both of his hands around her face and his strong, long legs stayed sticking close to her slender, long legs. Their legs subconsciously tangled.

Finally, he let her lips go and slightly backed away, making enough room to observe her face. He still didn't intend to let her go. He intently gazed at her. Han Luo's red lipstick was completely eaten by him. Her cheeks were a deep red from blushing. Her big and dark eyes were shimmering like water underneath the sunlight. Her smokey eye-shadow highlighted her eyes. Pressed underneath his body, she looked like a seductive angel. 

"Ah Luo," Mo Yuan called her in a deep voice. He poured out all his long lasting feelings in these two words when he called her name. 

Han Luo was panting heavily. She stared at him hazily, heaving to catch her breath. She could no longer tell dreams from reality. Her appearance made him want to pamper her day and night. 

Mo Yuan leaned forward and pecked her on the forehead, and then on her both sides of the cheek and later, on her nose.. He observed her little flushed face for any reaction or rejection between the small pecks.