Chapter 70 - Moved or a guilty conscience?

“Husband, the child I asked you to help me find last time… Is there any news?”

Xu Yizhi who was sitting on the sofa stopped the work in his hand, and put the papers on the table. “Not yet, but I’m sure he’s in the Song Mountains.”

It was as if a wave of electric current had run through Ling Xi’s body, her heart pumped in excitement. She jumped forward to hold the man’s hand. “He’s in Song Mountains? Really?”

Looking at how the girl’s cheeks had become rosy because of excitement, and the tears in her eyes, he was moved. “En. Don’t worry, we’ll find him soon.”

Ling Xi was indeed so excited that she plastered her face to his chest, winding her arms tightly around his strong waist, heart pounding.

Baby, mommy will see you soon. Wait for mommy.

When she realized her position, and that the man was warm, and it was still on the sofa, her cheeks that had just faded in color burst into red again and burned like a burning cloud in the sky.

Trying to pretend that nothing had happened, she calmly got up from him, but the man pulled her back, making her fall into his arms. “Mm-hmm —”

The sudden groaning of the man startled Ling Xi. “Yizhi, are you alright? Did I hurt you?”

But then she saw that the man’s face was a little strange. What was that expression?

“Aren’t you going to thank me?”

“Oh. Thank you, dear husband.” There was a lovely smile on Ling Xi’s face.

The man had clearly wanted to say… Forget it, their days were still very long. If it hadn’t been for Ling Xi losing her memories, he would have never seen her innocent side. He wished she would never remember.

Seeming to understand the man’s inner monologue, Ling Xi closed in slowly, slowly… And like a cunning rabbit, planted a kiss on the man’s lips.

The man hadn’t expected her move, and was a little surprised. His pupil dilated slightly, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to house a pool of water a thousand feet deep, with gurgling and bubbling blisters of wanting an aftertaste. Seeing the girl seeming to want to escape, his reasoning had long flown up out to the sky. A long arm stretched out, clasped the back of her head, and pressed it down hard.

This time it was Ling Xi’s turn to be dismayed. He grabbed her lips, touched it a few times like temptation, then licked it gently.

The girl’s red lips were as smooth and tender as a pudding, sweet like jelly, crisp, soft, and could be crushed into any angle and tasted freely, and the precious thing was full of elasticity and toughness.

The man seemed to be fascinated, tossing and turning on her lips, and gently opening her teeth with the tip of his tongue… It tasted like the most delicious wine in the world, mellow and intoxicating.

This was a beauty that made people want to stop.

Sitting in front of the dresser, Ling Xi looked at herself in the mirror, gently biting the red and swollen lips that had been kissed by the man and her heart beat like a drum, bang –bang bang— bang bang bang—-

More and more urgent, as if it wanted to pop out of her throat at any moment.

She had never felt this way, even when she had been with Chi Jiayang.

Had that kiss just now been because she had wanted to thank him, or something else?

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ling Xi rushed to the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and pretended to sleep.

But her heart beat badly. Who knew if it was because of a guilty conscience?

Xu Yizhi walked into the bedroom and saw that Ling Xi had closed her eyes on the bed.

Ling Xi tried to calm her breath and look as if she was really asleep.