If You Are a Dodder Flower

Part 73

Just as Xia Rou came towards him, her usual sweet smile on her face, Cao Yang thought: why had he been holding back this entire time?

He had a powerful father and a mother with a good background. Ever since he was a child, he lived according to his whims. Even after he became an adult, the people he wanted and the things he desired – he would always be able to obtain them easily. He never needed to hold back.

And his personality wasn't one to give up easily without trying.

But that face and the sweet smile gave him an answer.

The reason he held himself back and controlled himself... it was all because of her.

He was scared he might frighten her, or hurt her, and feared she might not be able to accept him and be alienated from him.

But all these worries paled in comparison to his strong feeling that he would lose her soon.

He saw her run over to him like a little bird, a hint of embarrassment showing on her face as her footsteps slowed and she came to a stop one step him.

Xia Rou had always run to his side, held his arm, and smiled at him. But today, because of another man, she was one step further from him.

It was only half an arm's length of distance, but it was unbearable for him. And he knew if he didn't pull her back now, in the future... the distance between them would only grow larger and larger.

He stared at her. Translated by The Novelst

Her lips were usually pink. Since she had been kissing someone, they were slightly swollen, looking much more plump and seductive.

However, this alluring look of hers was all due to another man!

Cao Yang felt like he couldn't hold back anymore.

His blood boiled – if he continued to hold back, he would probably explode.

He stretched out his hand, pinched her head, and lowered his head to mash her lips against his.

It was soft, just as he had imagined, and just as sweet as he had tasted in his dreams.

Cao Yang bit softly on her lips, sucking and licking.

The desires that he had suppressed, the blood boiling inside him, and the restless nights he had spent thinking of the person in the room beneath him seemed to all culminate in this moment.

He tightened his arms, fixing her soft body within his embrace.

Though they were close, never had they been so physically close.

Her body was soft and small, like her waist would break if he used even a little more strength. He held her tightly but carefully.

But she seemed to be frozen, body unable to react.

Only when his tongue pushed past her teeth, looking for her tongue, did she begin to struggle.

Cao Yang hesitated before tightening his grip and hugging her, keeping her from escaping.

He sucked on her tongue and licked her lips. The sweet fragrance coming from her lips was just like a sweet spring, quenching his hot thirst.

He indulged in the sensation until... he felt something wet on his cheeks.

Cao Yang, shocked out of his reverie, released Xia Rou's lips to look at her.

From the beginning to the end she didn't close her eyes. Both her hands were against his chest and her body was leaning backwards. She raised her head to look at him.