After Bankruptcy, the Billionaire Asked Me to Marry Him!-Chapter 238: Ah Li, Don’t You Miss Me?

"Fu Yanci, when I left home this morning, I told Mom that I would come back tonight..."

"But Ah Li, I miss you so much. Don’t you miss me?"

"...But, but..."

"I’ll take you home in a bit."

"Do you promise?"

"Okay..."

Ye Li didn’t return home, and the vast Lishan Mansion seemed as if it hadn’t been inhabited for days.

Not even the floor lamp at the corner of the wall was turned on.

The light at the entrance lit up for a moment when they entered the door, then quickly extinguished.

Whispers of embarrassment faintly arose.

Overcoats slithered to the ground.

When Fu Yanci’s burning palm slid under the hem of the sweater, Ye Li’s breath hitched for a moment.

That kiss they had shared at Jingyue Building had been urgent, and ended even more so.

Had she not been pressed against his chest, feeling the changes in his body, Ye Li might have thought she’d become a bad woman, one whose heart itched from just a single kiss.

And at this moment, the man’s longing was expressed very directly.

"I want to go to my room."

"Fine!"

"Fu, Fu Yanci..."

The man agreed briskly, yet his steps were slow, showing no signs of ascending the stairs.

And she was held so tightly in his arms that her feet couldn’t touch the ground.

She struggled a bit, only to be kissed even more fiercely, fearing that any further movement would awaken his werewolf tendencies and he’d have his way with her right in the living room. Ye Li felt both ashamed and angry.

A bite wasn’t enough for her; Ye Li wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and dropped down heavily a few times.

His rough and hoarse breathing stopped in an instant.

Sensing trouble, Ye Li didn’t dare move a muscle.

She even lightened her breathing a few notches.

"It was on purpose, wasn’t it?"

While biting Ye Li’s chin, Fu Yanci restrained himself from kissing her.

Even so, as they climbed the stairs, even the slightest touch made him catch his breath.

As soon as they entered the bedroom and the door closed, Fu Yanci’s kisses fell heavily upon her.

"Ah Li..."

His voice hoarse and restrained, Fu Yanci nibbled on Ye Li’s ear and asked, "You haven’t answered me, did you miss me?"

Did he really need to ask?

She knew he was doing it on purpose, and if she didn’t answer, he would keep asking all the way.

Ye Li breathed lightly, "Missed, missed you..."

Sure enough, the man was satisfied, and his kisses gradually became gentle.

Kisses scorched.

Palms scorched.

Trailing downward, they provoked prickles wherever they went.

Clothes peeled away, and the moment her back hit the expansive bed, Ye Li shrank a little, only for Fu Yanci’s burning body to press down upon her.

Holding the girl tightly in his arms, his hand resting on her waist, Fu Yanci paused, "You’ve lost weight!"

She wanted to say that he had no idea how hard these past days had been for her.

She also wanted to say that her mother noticed she had lost weight too and made her soup every day, so much so that her clothes were now rather tight.

Before Ye Li could utter a word, Fu Yanci lowered his head, his kisses falling on her snowy, soft skin, "You’ve gained weight here... Ah Li, you really know how to grow!"

Blushing, Ye Li lifted her foot to kick him, but he caught it smoothly and hooked it around his waist.

The penetration was sudden and unexpected.

A coy cry of "Fu Yan" changed tone in the bedroom, echoing with a different sultriness.

Ye Li’s huffs of anger quickly dissipated with the force of the impact.

The moon was white.

The night air was cool and clear.

On the snow-white bed, slivers of shadow flitted about like a howling wind taking form.

They brushed the fragile pear blossoms.

The whimpers of the wind were soul-stirring, the already frenetic gale growing fiercer.

Pear Blossoms fluttered and fell, the sound of the wind intermittent and broken.

The night stretched on...