The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Chapter 1438: Chapter 1455: Kiss You Until the End of Time 3

The more it was like this, the more Nangong Yaoling found her irresistibly adorable, with a hint of charm and allure that seemed to captivate his very soul.

”You enchanting little demon...” he muttered through gritted teeth, his hoarse voice brushing against her ear, and with that, the man thrust fiercely into her.

Both of them let out a muffled groan almost simultaneously.

The entire bedroom was enveloped in an ambiance of intimate springtime.

Two hours later.

Xia Xiaonuan collapsed into Nangong Yaoling’s arms, feeling as though her exhausted limbs were no longer her own.

Meanwhile, the one responsible for most of the exertion seemed entirely composed, holding her close, pressing her head against his chest, and kissing her hair tenderly.

”Only by holding you this way do I feel complete...” he suddenly whispered above her head, as if talking to himself, yet speaking to her.

The air was thick with the scent of their mingled pheromones, a fragrance familiar to both of them.

Light streamed through the window sheers, casting a dreamy aura over the luxuriously cozy bedroom.

Even his voice seemed tinged with a fairy-tale quality, so surreal.

Listening to those words, Xia Xiaonuan felt as if she were in a dream, hearing whispers of love that could only exist there.

Her pure, youthful face bloomed with a blissful blush, a gentle smile curving her lips, her eyes glimmering with genuine joy and contentment.

But as if thinking of something, she couldn’t resist probing further, ”Why do you say that?” she glanced up at him, feigning curiosity in her question.

Nangong Yaoling reached out, gently caressing her cheek, then pressed her head back against his chest.

His chest was broad and warm, his heartbeat echoing in her ears, ”Thump—thump—thump.” Each beat was so distinct and powerful.

”The Bible says that the Creator used clay to make a man, but seeing him alone and lonely, took a rib from him while he slept, creating a woman to accompany him.

Thus, every man is searching for his missing rib, only finding it will ease the dull ache in his chest. And if his woman is hurt, he will be in unbearable pain—for she is his rib.”

His voice so calm, like the low notes of a piano; yet also like the vast waters of a river flowing through Xia Xiaonuan’s heart.

She felt something within her tremble violently, her heart beating erratically, a mix of nervousness and unease sweeping over her.

He lowered his head to kiss her forehead and continued, ”I never believed in such things before, nor had I felt it. But when I met you, when I fell in love with you, I finally understood—you’re my missing rib.”

As he spoke, he instinctively reached out, turning her face to look at him.

His eyes were extraordinarily deep and bright, his gaze so affectionate and fervent, like the brightest star in the sky, illuminating her whole world.

Xiaonuan also gazed at him, but just for a second, her vision blurred, his handsome face becoming indistinct, yet his gentle touch remained, his presence surrounding her, his breath brushing her cheeks, his star-like gaze already shining into the depths of her heart.

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