Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter (PART 2)

Chapter 357-358

Chapter 357 Looking for Fun at the Wedding Night

Inside the bedroom, Feng Yuran had already taken off the red wedding robe and changed into a light white robe. He lay on his side and loosely wore it, revealing a small part of his smooth chest and exquisite collarbones. Long hair scattered around his shoulder. He languidly leaned sideways on the bed with his extremely young and handsome face. A pair of ebony eyes was sparkling. His eyebrows expanded into his hair and his curved lips were red without rouge.

Every one of his features was exquisite and fell just at the right place on his face. When a man grew such a face, he was naturally extremely charming. How many women could resist such an allure? He had that natural rakish aura around him, giving off numerous kinds of elegant feeling. He was both noble and devilish. Moreover, his eyes were as deep as stars, which seemed to contain really deep affection.

Seeing Mo Xuetong enter, he smiled gently. Putting down the book in his hand, he should stand up and grab Mo Xuetong’s hand. He held her in his arms and sat by the bedside.

“Tong’er, I finally married you!”

Such direct actions and words made Mo Xuetong’s face blush even harder. When his masculine breath heavily hit her, she felt a little refreshing. His eyes fell on her extremely white and delicate face as tender as water. Because she had just washed her hair, after drying it, she only collected it with a strip without any decoration, which made her look as pure as water even more.

God knew how elated he felt. Finally, he could marry her!

He didn’t need to worry about her being bullied in the manor while he couldn’t help her out because he didn’t have the title!

Mo Xuetong had been married in her last life; however, it was the first time that she had been so affectionately and gently stared at by someone. She felt she could only see his handsome face before her eyes. A smile escaped her lips. She bit her lips and melted her nervousness in the smile.

The man’s fervent breath enveloped her, leaving her kind of lost. His eyes looked a million hotter than just now, which made her feel as if her heart had been melted. She couldn’t say a single word and only felt dizzy like a shrimp being roasted on a fire. She should just blankly stare at him, lost for what to do.

That lost look and her kind of delicate and helpless eyes dimmed Feng Yuran’s eyes for a brief moment. His two hands tightly shackled her. Embarrassed, she subconsciously tried to push him away, but instead, her hands were held by him. Without much effort, he circled her slim and delicate hands.

It sounded like a question, but there was no doubt at all. “Tong’er. How about we go to sleep!” Feng Yuran reached out to take off her shoes, held her, and fell on the warm and soft sheets together. Before they fell on it, his lips already hit her crimson cheery lips, with a touch of enthusiasm and careful affection.

Mo Xuetong nervously pushed him away, wanting to get out of his arms. “You, don’t…” However, he held her tighter and tighter; she couldn’t fight back at all.

“Hasn’t he been so badly injured that he couldn’t move? How is he so strong now?”

Nearly breathlessly, Mo Xuetong tried to breathe. She wriggled her body nervously. He promised that the marriage wouldn’t be consummated on the wedding night. How could he go back on his words?

Fortunately, his lips didn’t advance further. They only stayed on her lips. After a while, at the moment when she was almost in a trance, Feng Yuran let go of her, who gently breathed, with small drops of sweat on her forehead.

Mo Xuetong’s breath gradually became steady. She shrank her body as much as possible. With tears in her eyes, she complained. “You’ve gone back on your words.” She fastened her clothes and looked at Feng Yuran. Just now, his hands seemed to reach out on their own.