The man let go of his hand, his eyes were loving and gentle, and he allowed the woman to take off his mask.
At this moment, the man's true appearance finally appeared in front of the woman.
The moment she saw the man's appearance clearly, Gu Niansheng's eyes filled with a look of surprise.
It was a face that was astonishingly beautiful. The facial features seemed to have been carefully carved by the heavens. The contours of the face were as sharp as a knife. They were cold and hard but not handsome.
Under the sword-shaped brows, there are unfathomable black eyes as deep as the sea, under the handsome nose are sexy thin lips, and the indifferent and cold appearance exudes an aura of abstinence, which makes people fall in love with him at one glance.
Gu Niansheng stared blankly at the man in front of her, unable to believe that there could be such a monster in the world.
"You look so good-looking."
She just lay on the man's body, looking at the face so close at hand, and suddenly reached out to brush his cheek.
Soft and boneless fingers gently stroked her hand, softly and shallowly, tenderly and chaotically. The man's breath gradually became heavier as she got closer, until he grabbed her hand again, "Do you like it?"
"I like it." The woman nodded subconsciously.
A low laugh came from the man's throat, and his deep dark eyes lit up. He put his arm around the woman's slender waist, pulled her into his arms, and pressed her under him, with a long-repressed desire.
Covered with the long-awaited red lips.
The man's crisp breath surrounded her, filled with the intoxicating fragrance of peach blossoms.
The woman's body stiffened for a moment, as if she had not expected to face such a situation, and there was some hesitation and flinching. Yu Xianchi noticed her discomfort and let her go after tasting her sweetness.
As soon as he let go, he met a pair of ignorant and confused eyes, covered with a layer of light mist, as beautiful as glass.
"Nian Sheng..." Yu Xian said hesitantly, with a slight struggle between his brows.
When she was drunk, he understood better that the reason why Nian Sheng was related to the fact that he was forced to get married on the same day, and he didn't want her to regret it.
No matter how long it takes, he is willing to wait.
However, just when he let go, the woman's soft, boneless hands wrapped around his neck and took the initiative to kiss his lips.
Her kiss was raw and without any skills, but it was the most able to stir up his heart.
His dark eyes were filled with a hint of astonishment, and he looked at the woman in his arms in disbelief.
"Madam, do you know what you are doing?"
The woman looked at the handsome face in front of her with a sweet smile.
"Xianchi, I like you."
I like you.
Except for what she said in public on the day of the wedding, she never said it again.
And he knew that she was more helpless that day than she really liked him, and until today he heard her say these four words again.
The string in my heart seemed to be broken instantly.
He picked up the woman and walked towards the house. The man's cool breath and the woman's sweet breath were intertwined. The person in his arms was far more fragrant and sweet than the peach blossom.
During the ups and downs, she said as if gibbering: "Your Highness, I like you."
The man's expression paused slightly, his eyes filled with deep affection. He kissed her forehead and whispered in her ear: "I love you."
