Published at 25th of December 2020 06:00:04 AM
But when Shi Xiaoya did the same thing, putting her fingertips on his face…
He only felt bonelessly soft all over .
Her soft fingertips sent electric jolts from his face all the way to his heart .
Han Zhuoling’s heart melted, his gaze fixed on her .
Shi Xiaoya swallowed with difficulty . Her head felt numb under his scrutiny, and she could only focus all her attention on his lips, but that only unsettled her more .
The next time Shi Xiaoya thought back to this moment, she still didn’t know what came over her to make her lick her lips in front of Han Zhuoling .
Only now, as she had not been looking at Han Zhuoling, Shi Xiaoya naturally missed how Han Zhuoling’s eyes darkened a few more degrees after seeing her subconscious action .
His eyes focused intensely on her lips, his breath coming out hot and fast .
Her moistened lips were like roses with their morning dew, supple and fresh .
Shi Xiaoya realized what he meant by not requiring lipstick after she finished applying it on him .
He was fair and had a good color on his lips .
This dusty pink lipstick looked like a person’s natural lip color . Applying it merely enhanced the look .
But when it was on Han Zhuoling’s lips, it became brightly pink . The striking color did not match well with him .
Shi Xiaoya could only use her fingertips to spread the lipstick thinner .
With half of the lipstick transferred to her fingers, the remaining color on his lips looked a lot more natural .
He would appear even better on-screen when the camera couldn’t pick up the exact colors .
Han Zhuoling felt as if his brain short-circuited . He focused all his senses on nothing else but his lips .
His mind was filled with the feeling of her delicate fingertips on his lips .
But Shi Xiaoya stayed no longer than necessary .
Her fingertips still felt the phantom softness of his lips, but she had expected such a stern-looking man to have equally unyielding lips .
In reality, they felt so supple and… good .
But Han Zhuoling wasn’t satisfied . He wasn’t a man who would flip at a woman’s touch anymore .
He grabbed her wrist just as Shi Xiaoya was about to retract her hand .
He never even thought about what he wanted to do by stopping her from withdrawing .
To let her continue touching?
Alas, the moment he touched her wrist, Shi Xiaoya inhaled with a sharp hiss of pain .
Han Zhuoling might have been in a rush, but he didn’t use much force .
He released her upon hearing her exclamation, only to see a few bruises on her wrist . On closer inspection, he saw that the shape of the bruises matched his fingers .
“How did you get this?” He didn’t use that much force just now .
Han Zhuoling quickly grabbed her hand again before she could retract it again, forcing her to be still .
He carefully avoided the bruised area this time, controlling his strength used to hold her hand .
He lowered his head and frowned, looking at the bruises on Shi Xiaoya’s arm, thinking that he didn’t grab her strongly just now .
Her wrist was still white and clean, not a hint of any bruise on her .
Suddenly, Han Zhuoling froze, recalling that she probably got them back in the tent, when he grabbed her wrist roughly to force her into compliance .
He misunderstood her then and didn’t know to control his strength in his anger .
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