TCN: Mei Gongqing

Chapter 95: Drinking His Blood

Chapter 95: Drinking His Blood

Ran Min grinned at Chen Rong and, ignoring her avoidance, stretched his large hand to stroke her face.

His rough fingers moved in a deliberate ease that when they brushed across her face, she felt a softness in the roughness, like a winter breeze that was gently prickling her heart.

"No," he answered her.

It was quite final.

Chen Rong choked with anger. She stared at him, growling: "Ran Min, stay away from me!" Though she was growling at him, she still sounded as though she was pleading.

She didn't want to, but for some reason, once those words left her mouth, her voice was choked.

Ran Min ignored her. Seeing her head tilting away to avoid him, he closed his fingers around her chin and smilingly repeated, "No!"

This man was actually playing with her so roguishly.

Chen Rong was beyond livid.

Her face flamed red as she glared at him. If looks could kill, Ran Min would've been stabbed by ten thousand arrows.

Unfortunately, looks cannot kill. Inherently, Chen Rong's beguiling eyes still cast an implicit seduction even when she was angry.

By the time Chen Rong was gasping from anger, Ran Min knitted his brow and muttered, "You must really be angry with me."

After talking to himself, he pulled her forward.

The sudden force caused Chen Rong to fall into his arms.

Despite the pain on her chin, Chen Rong threw her hands against his chest when she sensed his body heat and strong male breath.

She pushed hard, her face reddening from the effort. One could even see the artery popping on her neck as she tried to avoid falling into his arms.

Normally, others might have let go and stopped forcing the matter. Unfortunately, Ran Min wasn't a normal person.

He raised an eyebrow. A flicker flashed in his eyes as his right hand let go of her chin.

Finding herself freed, Chen Rong was about to jump off when Ran Min swiftly held her waist and locked her in his embrace.

What kind of strength did Ran Min use? It was the invincible force of a thousand pounds! All he did was give a slight pull, and Chen Rong had fallen into his arms, her nose colliding against his chest.

Instantaneously, the surge of warmth she had dreamed and longed for after so many years made its way into her nose.

Chen Rong froze. Read at h@mster 428.

She widened her eyes but did not move.

Sensing that she had tensed up, Ran Min's muffled chuckle faintly rang.

Gently, his powerful palms came to rest on her wasp waist.

While her virgin self couldn't help trembling at his touch, Ran Min bowed his head and whispered into her ear, "You long for me so, how can there be no animosity? Ah Rong, you always make a gaffe every time you see me. Do you know why?"

Chen Rong dazedly shook her head. Her eyes were still widened – damp with a resistance from the depth of her soul.

Ran Min's right hand moved from her waist to her back, its fingers combing through her thick, dark hair and unknowingly causing her bead hairpin to come free. "Because you love me," he murmured when her hair spilled down.