“It’s no different. As precious as you are to me, no, more than that, you are precious to me, and also… I like you.”
Christine frowned and brushed his bangs, then pinched the cheek of Adel, who was sitting beside him. His mysterious green eyes wavered, and he looked seductive.
“How can I bear it if you confess so passionately?”
“Why does the conversation jump there?”
Flustered, Adel tried to brush away his hand, but
“You seduced me first.”
He leaned in closer, bowing his head as if to touch her face.
“When did I….”
Adel leaned back to put distance between them.
“You said you like me.”
But Christine’s torso tilted forward, closing the gap again.
“How does that count as seduction?”
Adel complained as if wronged, but he was shameless.
“I was seduced. My heart is racing wildly, and my blood is hot now.”
“Fool. How can you say that after getting hurt like that?”
Leaning on the back of the sofa and the floor with both hands, he leaned in close to her face, as if about to kiss her.
“I hurt my arm, the rest is fine.”
“You beast…”
“What am I supposed to think if you blush like that and say those things?”
With every word, his hot breath tickled Adel’s face.
“Who’s blushing… It’s because of the heat from the fireplace…”
Gradually leaning back, Adel ended up naturally lying down as her head touched the armrest of the sofa.
“Hot……!”
Looking at her biting her lip in embarrassment, he chuckled mischievously. Then he took Adel’s hand and pressed it against his left chest.
“Do you feel it?”
She felt the robust heartbeat beneath the firm skin under her palm.
Adel’s face turned hot.
Embarrassment and an erotic anticipation…
“Uhm….”
As if that was permission, Christine’s lips descended.
Pinned by his face, Adel pushed him away with her chest. But her rationality soon melted in the sweet breath, and her fevered body lost strength.
Christine’s movements became more intimate. He naturally lowered his solid knees under Adel’s waist, immobilizing her,
and began to gently press his lips down from her exposed neck to her shoulder, then to her collarbone.
His big hand rummaged through the hem of her dress, slowly climbing up her leg.
“Chris… your shoulder…”
“Shh! Worry about the pain later.”
His lips and hands insistently and relentlessly explored and caressed Adel’s body.
“You’re really wicked…”
With her eyes heated and slanting, she gently glared at him and embraced his neck, this time taking the initiative to kiss him.
Their hot breath intertwined, and their breathing mixed as Adel’s face turned bright red. Her fresh green eyes gradually became dreamy and erotic.
Unable to contain himself any longer, Christine roughly stripped off her dress.
(This is a time separator.)
Adel collapsed limply on the bed.
A sharp pang of pain and lethargy washed over her, leaving her unable to move.
All the while, Christine’s large hand caressed her sweatdrenched body.
The feeling was so pleasant that her eyelids slid shut.
“I’ll put you to sleep now.”
His voice, coming from the dim darkness, was soothing to hear.
The gentle hand that stroked her back as if comforting a child, too.
Adel smiled, her face drifting into sleep.
“You’re going to sleep drooling like that?”
“Did you see?”
Was the playful comment true?
In reality, all the candles around the bed had been extinguished, so Adel could see nothing.
Christine always turned off all the lights when they made love. It seemed like consideration, in case Adel might feel embarrassed, but she sometimes found it disappointing. She was curious about his appearance and expression during their intimate moments.
“……Do you have to see?”
“Then I know what expression you have now.”
His voice was strangely sticky, making Adel feel inexplicably tense.
“No, I don’t know now.”
Above her head, there was a soft and gentle laugh.
Cholok.
He kissed Adel’s back. To be precise, the spot where he had tattooed his name. Even during lovemaking, Christine continued to touch and kiss it as if worrying that it might hurt her.
When getting the tattoo, he had watched by her side, shaking his fist as if he were in more pain, his face all scrunched up.
“Does it still hurt?”
“It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
“I’m glad.”
Adel turned to face Christine, lying down to look at him.
“Chris. I really like this tattoo. It’s your name. Because it’s something I have of you.”
Adel was satisfied with the capital letter of the stone perfectly erased into his name. So she forgot the pain of that day.
Although she couldn’t see his face in the dark, Adel felt like she knew what expression he was making, and how deeply his blue eyes were gazing at her.
“Should I get it here too? Your name. Then I’ll have you too.”
He took Adel’s hand and let her touch his firm left chest, laughing. The place where his heart, especially throbbing and pulsing during lovemaking, resided.
“It’s okay. You’re mine without that.”
Touching his sweaty chest and his neck, Adel’s eyes narrowed.
She didn’t know how tempting she looked, speaking in a slightly disheveled and vulnerable manner.
“It won’t work after all, Adel.”
“What’s that…….?”
Even so, Adel gulped with tension. She already had a premonition of what he would say.
“I’ll put you to sleep in a little while.”
The sticky whisper tickled her ear, and Adel’s moan flowed out naturally.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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