Read Novel Full Chapter 721: Do You Love Me Like I Love You?
Chapter 721: Do You Love Me Like I Love You?
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The delicate and fair jade-like feet were like exquisite pieces of art.
Huangfu Lingyao’s hands were broad, with a skin tone leaning towards a golden bronze shade.
Such contrasting colors created a vivid visual impact!
Liu Shimei wasn’t used to having someone attend to her shoe-changing needs, but when her pet dog held a cloth to wipe away the water vapor on her feet and then used his palm to rub and warm her slightly chilled feet after being soaked, it was both meticulous and gentle!
So delicate and tender!
In that moment, an inexplicable feeling of attraction surged within her!
A man willing to bend down, serve her in putting on shoes, and warm her feet!
Yes, at this moment, she wasn’t thinking about whether he was a fool or if he resembled a loyal fiance. He was simply her sweet lover.
The man she was soon going to marry!
Huangfu Lingyao carefully put clean socks on Liu Shimei, his movements as if he cradled an unparalleled treasure in the palm of his hand.
One foot was successfully covered, and he was about to put the other one on.
For some unknown reason, Liu Shimei suddenly felt an impulse, extending her bare foot forward.
Her movement was subtle, gently tapping his chest with the tip of her foot!
Completely effortless, it had no impact on his physique, just a small gesture.
A slight touch!
Huangfu Lingyao, who was preparing to help her put on socks, didn’t grip her foot. Surprised, he looked up at her and asked in puzzlement, “Wife?”
At first, he thought it was unintentional, considering that his wife knew herself well, and she wasn’t someone who was very open in this regard.
But when he met her gaze, he had a feeling: My wife is teasing me!
As he realized this, his heart instantly started beating rapidly!
Seeing him lift his head, the deep gaze fixed on her, Liu Shimei, without hesitation, lowered her head and leaned in, planting a kiss on his lips.
Although it quickly retreated, her face blushing, the enchanting shyness that emerged, along with the hint of affection in the corners of her eyes, stirred Huangfu Lingyao’s heart.
He forgot about helping her put on her shoes, immediately pouncing over, trapping her in the chair, and fiercely kissing her!
The chair was made of solid wood, and Huangfu Lingyao was considerate. He held the back of her head with one hand, preventing her from hitting it, but the kiss was as fierce as a wolf!
In no time, Liu Shimei was left breathless, her lips swollen from his fervent kisses.
Afterwards, their tongues felt numb, as if unable to speak.
Fu Lingyao’s face was filled with a joyful smile, almost foolishly happy.
This kind of foolishness was different from his usual demeanor; it was genuinely foolish, full of thoughts like: My wife took the initiative to tease me, she must love me a lot to act so impulsively!
The corners of his lips couldn’t be restrained, and he pressed his forehead against hers, occasionally touching her lips.
No deep penetration, but entwined and lingering.
“Wife…” he asked in an extremely low, light, and gentle voice, “Do you love me as much as I love you?”
Liu Shimei’s heart suddenly skipped a beat: !!!
Love?
Perhaps.
She didn’t speak, and Huangfu Lingyao didn’t press for a more definitive answer.
In such a tender moment, silence spoke louder than words, and the air seemed to carry a sweet scent.
In Liu Shimei’s mind, there was a tangled thread, and she slowly unraveled it, one piece at a time…
Do I love him?
What kind of feeling is love?
Is it the kind of desire to be with each other, through thick and thin, perhaps with conflicts or arguments, but ultimately reconciling…
Is this the most beautiful love in the human world?