Bianca’s eyes remained tightly shut.
“Bianca.”
Jillian’s voice was strained, as if his throat were sore, and he seemed to be breathing uncomfortably.
“Bianca.”
Every time he called her name, the tightly closed eyelids trembled, creating a beautiful sight.
Unable to endure any longer, Jillian whispered softly, “I’ve come.”
In an instant, Bianca’s serene expression twisted sadly.
“Lies.”
“Bianca.”
Once again, as he called her name, tears welled up in her misty eyes, and their gazes met.
“Even though it’s a lie.”
“Ah…”
“Now you even see illusions.”
With a sound that was neither a sigh nor a gasp, tears began to well up and trickle down.
“I missed you.”
Oh, truly.
Jillian gritted his teeth.
How many males had courted this beautiful lady?
Chimi’s eyes were spinning with possessiveness, and she blinked as if she had forgotten to blink.
How had this lovely lady endured the past week?
“When did you come?”
“Just now.”
As she opened her arms, Bianca stood up and immediately embraced him.
With a small sigh and a soft gasp, accompanied by the sound of her uneven breath, her chest warmed up.
“I’ve been waiting.”
In her slender whisper, numerous words were buried.
But Jillian didn’t want to pretend to know.
The terrifying shock, as if his heart were burning, did not lessen just because he was ‘understood.’
Once again, he had to leave Bianca alone.
He didn’t want to leave someone who was swallowing tears, unable to make a sound, and filled with anxiety, but this couldn’t be helped.
This was Jillian Balok.
It was what Balok had to finish.
Endure this winter.
With apologies he couldn’t convey, Jillian strengthened his arms around Bianca, who was in his embrace.
Hoo.
Though a tender moan erupted from her in his arms, Bianca, instead of pushing him away, exerted strength in her fingertips and tightly embraced him.
The straightened nails failed to pierce him like weak thorns and kept sliding down.
It was the task that Balok had to finish.
Endure this winter.
Expressing apologies he couldn’t convey verbally, Jillian tightened his arms around Bianca.
“Hmm.”
A tender moan erupted within the embrace, but instead of pushing Jillian away, Bianca, with strength in her fingertips, embraced him firmly.
The straightened nails failed to pierce him like weak thorns and kept sliding down.
“I’ve come back. Don’t cry.”
“Just because the bird didn’t come back… Just, that’s why.”
I know there was a lot of snow.
But still…
I’m a bit worried.
Amidst the sniffling sounds, a small voice cried continuously.
Unable to blame her and attempting to consider her circumstances, the voice struggling to calculate was too affectionate, making the heart ache.
Without any words of apology, Jillian had no choice but to press his lips to Bianca’s forehead.
Peck.
“Let’s go for a walk tomorrow.”
“Sure.”
“It’s going to be sunny.”
“Okay.”
“Let’s have dinner together.”
“Alright.”
The sound of “When will you go again?” couldn’t be said, and hastily picking things she wanted to do was both pitiful and adorable.
“Give me a kiss.”
“Sure…”
Startled by the unexpected request, when Jillian was about to refuse, the small hand clinging to him like a cat sharpened its claws, and strength surged into it.
“Give me a kiss.”
“Bianca.”
Turning his neck to look at him, Bianca, looking more beautiful with her wet eyes, continued, “I missed…!”
The rest couldn’t continue.
Twisting her head, she answered with a kiss, and Jillian, who responded with a twist rather than a refusal, firmly grabbed Bianca’s nape.
Jillian was always a thirsty beast.
He wasn’t a fool to kick away the opportunity given to him.
As the slender neck entered his grip, a sense of satisfaction finally emerged, as if he was holding Bianca properly.
Licking the damp mucous membranes gently, mixing his breath, Jillian finally felt the stiff, tense body relax.
Jillian softly tapped Bianca.
Bianca, so slow and polite that she didn’t notice, bent her head, pressed her upper body, and only when her back head touched the soft pillow did her panting breath scatter like white crumbs.
Bianca enjoyed the weight of her upper body pressing down.
Although her chest was pressed, her breath caught and flickered, Bianca didn’t push Jillian away.
To prevent him from falling, just in case, it was Bianca who used her arms to hold onto his neck, gripping and pulling it every time as if squeezing.
Peck, peck.
Persistently chasing the falling wet flesh, grabbing it with difficulty, Jillian had to clench his fists several times.
Bianca’s appearance, with flushed eyes and even the corners of her eyes turning red, was truly something.
Wanting to fill his stomach with the warmth touching his lips and the lingering sweetness on his tongue, he made the sound of swallowing.
Peck.
Unable to endure any longer, he retreated and followed him, the red lips that were about to be chewed.
Hmm.
“Eung.”
The sound of squeezing from the tip of the nose.
Bianca didn’t even know what sound she made.
Her eyes, entirely green with excitement, had dilated to the limit.
‘Swallow it.’
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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