Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 981 - 984: The Tip of the Iceberg Amidst Thick Fog 8

"I’m injured, if you want to finish me off in one go, just keep it up!" Luo Xi gritted her teeth, looking up at him with a determined gaze that refused to reveal any weakness.

Her body, not yet recovered from a serious illness, couldn’t withstand his wild strength.

"Then tell me, how much do you like me, and I will...let you off for now." The man pinched her chin, lifting her waist, pressing her into his embrace, time and time again.

Luo Xi, hanging by a thread, glared with small but resentful eyes that shimmered with glints of resentment.

Stubborn as a dying duck, she said: "Just a little bit."

"How much is a little bit?"

"Like a soybean... ah..." She couldn’t finish her sentence before she took a heavy hit from Yan Fengchi and, amidst such stimulation, she bit back her words: "Just the size of a pinhole!"

"I don’t believe it!" He pulled back, carrying her towards the bedroom; she was indeed frail as a willow branch. Yan Fengchi, not daring to be too reckless, fiercely planted a kiss on her face: "You, always lying through your teeth, would it kill you to say you like me a lot?"

"To say I like you a lot would be a lie, do you want to hear that?" she countered.

Of course!

As long as it’s what he liked to hear, even lies, he adored them to madness!

Men sometimes, like women, love to hear sweet nothings and impractical romantic talk; it’s a feast for the ears. She couldn’t deprive him of his auditory pleasures!

"I really like you," he said earnestly, staring at her face, "Luo Xi, I really like you!"

Therefore, I can’t stand your disregard! I can’t accept being treated like air by you!

Ripples spread out around them. Luo Xi raised an eyebrow: "I heard."

Not even a slight response?

One day, woman, I will make you hug me, kiss me, tell me you love me to the point of no return!

Just you wait!

Yan Fengchi placed her on the bed, examining her shoulders for wounds, relieved to see no blood, and then pecked a kiss on the skin of her back: "What do you want to eat tonight? I’ll cook it myself."

Luo Xi hung her head low, and after he left the bedroom, looking at his retreating back, she blurted out a sentence: "I’m not using you, just afraid that one day you’ll find out the truth and end me."

Yan Fengchi paused in his steps, then pulled the door open.

Without a response from Luo Xi, she felt her explanation was in vain, and instantly, her anger surged, throwing a pillow at him: "Did you hear or not? It’s not disdain, nor are you unworthy; it’s because I don’t want us to reach a point of no return. You stinky man, if you hear me, give me an answer!"

Yan Fengchi turned around slowly, nodded slightly, contemplating her words, letting them sink in, holding his breath as he stared at her face. It took a while before he somewhat understood, his face washed clean of pretense after the storm passed.

Immediately after, he dashed to the kitchen with fleet-footed speed.

No one knew the joy hidden beneath his placid expression; if it weren’t for her fragile health, he seriously feared he might rush back into the bedroom and take her all night long without stopping.

What exactly is love?

It can leave one as withered as a water-deprived plant, half-dead; yet it can also make a man’s half-dead heart instantly bloom the most dazzling flowers. Yan Fengchi, like a model domestic man, prepared a lavish dinner at lightning speed. A naked man walked around the house, whistling to himself, thinking: Love, that’s the fertilizer! It brought him back to life in an instant.