Chapter 954: Chapter 185: Proposal (Part 1)
And this person is her, Tang Yige.
Rong Sinan later recalled.
Around that time, his heart had probably already decided on Tang Yige.
After all.
He made so many efforts afterwards, yet couldn’t diminish even a trace of his love for her.
"Yiyi, I love you."
Rong Sinan gently kissed her ear, softly speaking.
Tang Yige’s face turned red against half of his face, "Me too."
Rong Sinan’s eyes widened, his hands suddenly gripped her shoulders, gently pushing her away from his embrace, his eyes bright, "What did you say?"
Tang Yige lowered her long lashes like fluttering fans, her cheeks gradually blossomed with two pink hues, lifting her lips slightly, "Did you not know? I’ve set my heart on you since I was little."
Rong Sinan was ecstatic but careful to restrain himself, "But you said before, you didn’t love me anymore."
Tang Yige gazed at him quietly, "After everything that happened, with your unpredictable ways, I decided not to love you."
But it was just a decision.
Not truly not loving.
"Yiyi." Rong Sinan held Yige’s shoulders and drew her into his arms, his lips blissfully pecking the hair behind her ear, "I thought I’d have to wait very long to feel your love again."
Yige hugged his back, placing her chin on his excited, tense shoulder, her eyes slightly red, speaking as if sighing, "It never disappeared."
The love she had for him was always there; how could it be about waiting for it again?
"Yiyi, I promise you, I’ll never betray your trust. I am so grateful you’re still loving me." Rong Sinan rasped.
Tang Yige gently raised the corners of her lips, didn’t speak, just tilted her head and quickly kissed his neck.
"Ha."
Rong Sinan laughed lightly with joy, holding Tang Yige tighter, "I love you, Yiyi. Tang Yige, I, Rong Sinan, love you. Only you."
"I heard you, don’t say so much." Tang Yige bashfully patted his back while resting her chin on his shoulder, laughing, "Why do you always talk about love like that at your age? It’s not mature at all. It’s very different from the older you, isn’t it?"
"Do you like it though?" Rong Sinan released Tang Yige, holding her hands, his eyes fervently fixed on her.
The curve at the corner of Tang Yige’s mouth struggled to withdraw but couldn’t, and in the end, she didn’t want to deceive herself, gently nodded with her eyes closed, "Yes."
"Since you like it, I’ll tell you every day."
Rong Sinan neared her, their noses brushing, he rasped.
"Hey, no need every day..." Tang Yige shrunk her neck, her eyes bending in laughter, sparkling brilliantly.
Rong Sinan’s eyes were profound, gazing at hers, his gaze sweeping over her lightly pouted red lips, his voice low and hoarse, "So, is your mood better now?"
Tang Yige paused, her large eyes shrouded in mist slowly clearing, her lips still curled in a smile as she looked into Rong Sinan’s concerned yet hopeful eyes, nodding slightly, "Yes."
Rong Sinan glanced at her lips again, "Then, can we do something else now?"
"What, hmm..." Tang Yige barely started to say a word, her lips were suddenly sealed by him.
Tang Yige’s eyes widened in shock, feeling his warm breath gently prying her lips open, entering her mouth, her spine unable to control the shiver, her eyes slowly closing.
Rong Sinan’s dark, brooding eyes saw Tang Yige obediently close her eyes, he followed suit, gently closing his eyes; the kiss deepened intensely in the next instant.
The temperature in the car soared.
A chill swept over her, causing Tang Yige’s eyelids to tremble slightly, snuggling closer into Rong Sinan’s embrace.
Rong Sinan tightened his grip on her waist, lifting slightly to remove the constraints from her lower body.
Tang Yige kept squeezing herself into his embrace, her body like a snake, soft and light, seemingly able to bend and twist at will.
As he swiftly discarded his own constraints, suddenly entering, Tang Yige tensed on impact, overwhelmed by such intense pressure.
Rong Sinan held her tightly, kissing her.
Only then did Tang Yige slowly relax.
And afterward, Tang Yige was led by him into another wondrous world, sinking deeper.
The two didn’t return to the apartment until nearly dawn.
Rong Sinan carried Yige to the bathroom for a quick wash.
Afterward, they lay closely on the large bed.
"Are you uncomfortable?"
Rong Sinan sensed Tang Yige moving in his embrace, frowning, and looked down at her with concern.
Tang Yige’s cheeks flushed, "A little sore."
"Sore? Where?" Rong Sinan nervously gripped Yige’s arm, trying to pull her out of his embrace to check.
