Chapter 616
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Chapter 616: You Are Mine
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
If he said this in the past, Rong Xuelong would only think that this was a way for men to confess to women.
But now, she knew very well.
He was not saying this as a metaphor.
If he had a knife with him now, he would definitely do such a thing.
âI donât want you to dig your heart out for me.â She held onto his hand and continued to caress his chest with the palm of her other hand. âI know your heart is mine, but I like the way it beats in your chest. If you dig it out, it will die. I donât want a dead heart.â
âBut itâs already dying.â Tears dripped from Jiang Chenglongâs eyes. âBefore it dies and when it is still warm, I want to hand it to you. Sister, if you donât like it, can you despise it after I die? Donât let me see...â
âI donât despise you.â Rong Xuelong actually felt her heart ache.
She raised her hand and hugged Jiang Chenglongâs neck, letting him lean on her shoulder. His hot breath almost ignited her blood vessels.
âChenglong, youâre all mine, like youâre a part of me. How could I despise a part of myself?â
Then, tears welled up in her eyes.
âIâm yours...â Jiang Chenglong closed his eyes uncomfortably and repeated.â Iâm yours...â
âYou are mine.â Rong Xuelong was also choking on her words.
She turned her head and rested her forehead on his, touching his face with hers.
Jiang Chenglong was like a severely ill child that was on the verge of death. He stuck close to her stubbornly and willfully like she was a life-saving ice block because his whole body was burning like fire.
âYou already have me, you canât have anyone else.â His voice was soft.
âI wonât have anyone else.â Rong Xuelong pinched him secretly for some reason. âOne you is enough for me, and I canât afford anyone else.â
She pinched a certain area with her fingertips. He was originally sensitive and immediately let out an uncomfortable throaty sound after being aroused by her.
âSister...â
âWhat...â Rong Xuelong knew that she was in trouble and retracted her claws guiltily.
âCan you stroke me again?â Jiang Chenglong begged.
Rong Xuelong didnât know how to respond.
âStroke me more, just a little more.â He grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest again. âI feel terrible...â
Rong Xuelong didnât respond, but her hand traced his clothes. His body was as hot as a patientâs, and her hand was like a cold spring that eased his illness.
This time, she didnât stroke him and only touched him gently.
Jiang Chenglong was like a cat being pet. He narrowed his eyes in comfort and leaned closer to her.
âChenglong, I actually think that youâve always been strange.â
âOkay...â Jiang Chenglong felt as if he was floating in the clouds and couldnât think, so he could only respond instinctively.
âYou always say how much you love me, but you reject my body. I took the initiative to hug you, but you always pushed me away. Even now, Iâm the one taking the initiative. Do you have to make me cry and beg to sleep with you?â
Her voice rose. âRight?â
She said this as if to vent the anger in her heart, and as if to satisfy his special request, she pinched him fiercely.