novelraw Chapter 930 - 928: Finally Waiting for You.3
Chapter 930 - 928: Finally Waiting for You.3
"I..." Nuonuo wanted to say, of course, I know.But when she thought about her hidden intentions when buying the flowers, the words got stuck in her throat and wouldn’t come out.
"Hmm?!" Da Bao moved his face closer, his nose brushing against hers.
"I..." Nuonuo swallowed nervously and instinctively wanted to dodge, "I don’t know..."
From her evasive reaction, Da Bao could roughly guess what was on this girl’s mind. He blinked and tapped her nose with his, "Coward!"
"I’m not!" Nuonuo denied vehemently.
Da Bao didn’t press her. Remembering that he hadn’t personally congratulated her on winning, he said, "Congratulations!"
As he spoke, his lips touched hers, but he didn’t kiss deeply—just a light sip before letting her go.
"Thank you!" Nuonuo lifted her slightly blushing face, her bright eyes staring directly into his dark ones.
Da Bao hadn’t been drinking, but he felt a slight intoxication at that moment. She appeared more beautiful and enticing than ever before...
Nuonuo tugged on his shirt, slightly tiptoeing to peck his lips, "Ji Yu..."
Her low, clear voice made Da Bao sway a bit, as if flowers were blooming in his deep black eyes, "Hmm?!"
Nuonuo took a deep breath and circled her arms around his neck.
"Thank you for bringing me back nineteen years ago!"
Da Bao blinked and stayed silent because he knew there was much more she wanted to say.
"Thank you for pampering and tolerating me all these years!"
"Thank you for... always waiting for me!"
As she said this, tears glistened in Nuonuo’s reddened eyes.
Da Bao lowered his head and gently kissed away the dampness at the corner of her eye. His lips, slightly salty, moved slowly from the eye corner to her ear, whispering, "Baby, now, have I finally waited long enough?"
Nuonuo slightly tilted her head back, trying hard to hold back the tears in her eyes.
He said he didn’t know when he started liking her.
And she, when did she start liking him?
Sometimes she even thought that liking him, loving him, was an instinct she was born with.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been so averse to him interacting with other women at such a young age.
No matter when or where, as long as he was there, her focus would always immediately gather and capture his clear silhouette.
It’s just that, growing up, liking and loving can be explained as an instinct.
But as she grew, she realized that just liking and loving weren’t enough to sustain a relationship.
When she realized the immense gap between herself and him, her heart began to panic without any reason.
This gap was not merely about inherent intelligence or anything, but an intangible distance from the heart.
There was a time when her insecurity often made her fear!
Afraid of him being so strong and good, afraid that her cowardly self wasn’t worthy, afraid of eventually losing him!
This fear made her want to lock this excellent and powerful he at home so that no one else could see or touch him, and then he would belong to her forever.
But gradually, she realized that the only way to have him forever was not to lock him up but to make herself strong like him, always keeping in sync with him, ensuring she remained in his sight range forever.
He said that he would give her whatever she wanted.
But a person’s heart is not something you can give just because you want to. Even the owner of the heart is often powerless over where it belongs.
She loved him, therefore she didn’t want him to be even slightly compelled! Just like he would never compel her.
Now that he had given his heart to her, what she needed to do was not to comfortably enjoy it, but to find ways to hold on to his heart tightly.
She wanted him to think, whenever he thought of it, that falling for someone like her was worth it!
With this realization, she began striving to make herself stronger.
And until today, she finally felt that she could see his silhouette in the distance, her world finally barely on the same level as his.
"Yes... you have waited long enough!" Nuonuo’s slightly choked voice revealed her heartfelt words, and the tears that had been welling up in her eyes finally flowed freely down her face.
Da Bao raised his head, cupping her face with both hands, feeling both heartache and tenderness. He bent down and slowly licked away those slightly salty tears.
The previously evasive and dodging Nuonuo now had no hesitation, tightly wrapping her arms around his back, pressing her mature figure snugly against his, her cool lips passionately imprinting marks of her own on his neck, chin, and lips.
Possessing someone, especially a powerful man like the one in front of her, requires enough confidence and courage.
In the past, she always felt she lacked that confidence.
Even tonight, after winning the Best Newcomer Award, she still felt lacking, but she gritted her teeth, fueling it enough with courage!
"Ji Yu, I’m sorry for making you wait so long!"
While kissing Da Bao’s chin, Nuonuo’s hands unconsciously moved to the buttons of his home clothes, trembling slightly, clumsily undoing them.
His chin had short stubble, pricking her lips with faint tingling pain.
This tingling sensation was just like how she felt every time she thought of him.
"Baby, I’m very happy, I’ve finally waited for you." Da Bao murmured in her ear.
Suppressing the urge screaming inside, he patiently refrained from doing anything proactively, just lowered his eyes, silently watching her trembling hands unbutton each button on his chest...
"Baby... can we skip the bath?" Da Bao lightly bit her neck.
The person in his arms shivered, and then he heard her take a deep breath, "Mm... no need..."
Her tone, extremely shy yet firmly unyielding.
And then, her arms wrapped tightly around his back again, pressing her body snugly against his tense, heated skin.
Outside, massive raindrops pelted the floor-to-ceiling glass, quickly forming streams that slowly trickled down.
The world outside blurred into a massive mist by the torrential rain, cold and lifeless.
In stark contrast to the cold outside, inside, the heat was so intense, it made faces flush with warmth and vitality!
In the living room, there was no one left, only the wet and dry clothes casually thrown about the floor.
The urgent panting and low murmuring comfort intertwined with the heat, and on the bed in the bedroom, indistinguishable figures blended passionately and intensely together.
"Baby, I’m... here!" A low, hoarse male voice rippled through the scorching air.
The response to him was an embrace and complete matching of her body’s openness and receptiveness...