193 Could Anyone Blame Him?

Li Meirong had closed her eyes as she made to kiss him, but her lips pressing against his were met with no response. The unsuccessful smack of her mouth against his was followed by another and yet, Zhu Quinyue's mouth remained unmoving, causing her to utter a small sound of frustration.

Nevertheless, she determinedly kept her lips pressed to his. Yet without him parting his own to accept the offering, she was left with no opportunity to progress any further.

Eventually, she opened her eyes in dismay and discovered a dazed look on Zhu Qingyue's face. He appeared to have been stunned frozen to the spot in apparent disbelief.

Li Meirong may have had previous relationships in her past life, but she didn't know much about flirting or charming the opposite sex.

At that moment, she pulled herself from Zhu Qingyue, disconcerted by his flat rejection. She stared into his glazed eyes as she fiddled with her fingers and ended up mumbling her thoughts aloud, "I thought you… I mean, you've said you wanted to marry me, and you always try to kiss me. I thought you would like it if I return the gesture. I-I'll stop now."

Whatever she said seemed to have stirred the fair-haired man from his daze.

Bai Qingyue's golden eyes turned piercing sharp once more. When he saw his wife backing away, he immediately gripped her arms and pulled her body closer to his, resting his head on the crook of her shoulder.

The Fox Lord immediately tried to gather his scattered wits together.

Could anyone blame him? He had been pursuing this woman for so long and only now did she finally kiss him back, had even gone as far as to initiate the act. It caught him so off guard that he felt fortunate to be wearing a robe, for his knees had weakened to the point where they might have been slightly trembling.

This dangerous woman had turned him into a paralyzed fool.

Bai Qingyue took a deep breath and drew her closer to him.

"You misunderstood." Once uttered, his voice sounded low and husky. He inhaled deeply once more, basking in her sweet soothing scent.

Sadly, his response didn't seem to suffice, because his little wife looked aside and purposefully avoided his gaze, staring at the ground.

Indeed, Li Meirong's train of thought turned to a different direction. What did he mean by saying that she misunderstood? Does he not want her the way she wants him?

The thought process of his wife was painfully obvious to Bai Qingyue, her dejected expression spoke volumes.

He quietly observed her, smiling inwardly at her obliviousness to the devastating effect she had over him. He didn't explain anything else.

In place of words, he preferred to use actions to prove himself.

With a single skilful movement, he lifted Li Meirong who shrieked in surprise, and carried her bridal style into the cabin.

Next, he carefully laid Li Meirong on the bed and placed his elbows on both sides of the mattress to support his weight, trapping his flushed wife underneath him.

Bai Qingyue's pupils dilated and his adam's apple convulsed as he swallowed his saliva. He felt himself grow painfully hard, taking in the sight of her.

Tousled jet-black hair fanned Li Meirong's face like a splash of ink on the bedsheets, enhancing the jade-like colour of her skin, whilst a pale neck led to prominent collarbones, and a pair of tempting hills rapidly rose and fell along with her unsteady breathing.

Unwilling to wait for even a second longer, he gently nipped and licked her lower lip, seeking permission to enter.

When she moaned and parted her lips, he groaned in satisfaction and immediately relished in his conquest, aggressively plunging his tongue inside to explore her mouth and incessantly entwining her tongue with his.

She wrapped her slender arms around his nape and moaned into his mouth as she reciprocated, trying to match his intensity with her own.

Bai Qingyue kissed her deeply and without remorse, pouring all of his suppressed desires into this kiss.

By the time the Fox God finished eating her up, she was left trembling and panting for breath, resembling a forbidden fruit, ripe for the taking. He could smell her arousal in the air and found it to be both sweet and tangy. It further tempted him to taste the woman underneath him in the most primal way.

Bai Qingyue pressed his forehead against hers and hoarsely whispered, "I want you…"