Bab 194: I Don't Care

Bai Qingyue propped himself up with one elbow and reached with his unoccupied arm to gently caress Li Meirong's cheek with the back of his hand. His eyes roamed over her, taking in the milky shoulders peeking from the slightly rumpled dress, all the way down to the cloth which snuggly hugged her slender waist and wide hips. He found himself marvelling at how small and fragile she appeared compared to him.

"I want you." Bai Qingyue whispered again. This time, his words came out sure and steady as he gazed deeply into a pair of beckoning eyes, her small oval face making them appear larger and brighter still. He traced his nimble fingers across her delicate jawline and further up, skimming over those deliciously puffed up lips which he had ravaged only moments ago.