Chapter 145 - 145 Peach Blossom

It all comes flooding back. He really was trying to f.u.c.k a love confession out of me. He watches me as I figure it out, and his mouth forms an O on a small smile.

'Drunken Confessions'

"It was so f.u.c.k.i.n.g frustrating." I sigh.

At that time, I had beaten myself up about it for days and days, and he knew all along?

So?

Why didn't he say something?

Why didn't he just talk to me instead of trying to making love out of me?

That's could have been so very different considering that the coincidence revelation that occurred at the Old mansion, if he had says of it.

"So you knew all along I guess," I say quietly.

Reply with his smile but disappears immediately as he changing with a stoic expression.

"Tha's because you were all drunk and not in your sane mind. And I only wanted to hear the words when you were of sound mind. I knew women when they're got drunk and they would confess their undying love to the men," He stated the fact of it.

Shit! That's unfair .

"Do they?" I blurt.

He almost laughs.

"Yes, probably they do all the times." He drops his eyes.

"And I wasn't sure if they are still doing after...Dot.Dot.Dot." His teeth start a vicious workout on his bottom lip.

Lol. What with DOT. DOT?

I inwardly laugh. I never expected that I would hear words like that came out from him. 

The most powerful and ruthless man in this S city.

That's should be sound funny but when he said it. I could even bring out my laughed voice out.

I smile as I watching him in his eyes. I could see his eyes showering with his loves toward me.

"I love you." I reinforce my words, almost wanted to scream to the world like I'm telling all of the women out there who had claim love to him.

Right now, he is mine and forever will be mine.

And then, I could feel his whole body is relaxed over me before he continues slowly circling deep inside me.

My hands volunteering to pull him down onto me, and I wrap my entire body around him. Slowly I feel like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders, but then it occurs to me;

Yes! I'm in love with a powerful man in this S city, as I have known him only a month and I still don't know how old he is.

"Erm...Feng Teng. How old are you?" I blurt.

He pulls his face up and I can see the cogs of his mind start revolving. I know he's thinking whether or not he should just tell me his real age and stop with his silly diversion.

"Oh, I can't remember suddenly." He frowns.

So now what?

Hmm, I might be able to play this to my advantage. I think we may have got to thirty-ish.

"Urgh, that's funny amnesia." I sneered.

He smirks at me.

"Oh, should we keep after we get married?" He prompt.

"NO!" I pull his face down and rub my nose across his rough cheek.

"I remember you had told me that you're on thirty-something?"

"You're a rubbish liar, baby." he laughs, nuzzling into my face.

"Oh babe, I think we should start a fun game. How about we start with seventeen?"

"SEVENTY better," I exclaim.

"Nasty! Don't try piss with me off here," he warns.

"Hey! Why won't you just tell me how old you are? Isn't that make it easier?" I ask exasperated.

Age it really doesn't matter to me actually. But based on his look and mature, I bet he's in forty, maximum.

"Okay, I'm at thirty-two," He says calmly.

Lol. I sag beneath him dramatically.

"How old are you?" I ask again.

"Babe, I just told you, thirty-two." He answers again in a serious tone.

I narrow a displeased eyes on him and one side of his mouth lifts into a semblance of a smirk.

"That's just a number anyway." I m.o.a.n.

"But if you ask me anything in the future, I won't answer truthfully too, remember it." I threaten.

His semblance of a smirk falls away immediately.

"Babe, I already know everything that I need to know about you. And all how I feel, I really don't know how to make you see and feel as to how much I did right now. But I really hope that you would feel as much as I did." He says sincerely.

That's statement wouldn't make a jot of difference to the way I feel about him. Still, I'm just curious, that's all.  But at the same time right now, I'm already distracted by him with his all challenging and black bellies ways.

Even we still haven't have really talks yet, but I do feel so much better than before. At least it's not empty and hollow like in the past.

"Oh, I do remember that you had said before that I might run a mile away if I ever know your age." I remind him.

"But even you said that you are seven thousand years old as Ye Hua did in Peach Blossom drama, I don't really care actually because I might be your younger Bai Qian. Hehe. Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere or even leaving you as before unless you don't want me anymore!" I smile as I look at him in his browny eyes.

He laughs.

"I know you would never able to go," He sounds very confident.

"Because you've found out the worst about me. Well, you did leave, but in the end, you did come back." He kisses my forehead.

"Babe. Do you honestly think I'm bothered about my age? What if I'm like the Ye Hua of yours mentioned from the drama?" He asks.

"Emm. Then why won't you tell me?" I ask exasperated.

"Because I like this curious of you, it's cute," He nuzzling into my neck.

Ohhh....I heave a sigh as I increase my squeeze around his warm, sweat-dampened shoulders and my thighs around his tight h.i.p.s.

"I don't," I grumble, burrowing my face into his neck and breathing him into me.

Then I exhale in contentment and trace my fingers across his firm back.

We lay silent and completely immersed in each other for the longest time, but when I feel his body shaking, it diverts me from my thoughts to what going lies ahead for us.

And his shaking body is a reminder of the hardest challenge of all that might come to us in future.