Don't Worry And Give Yourself to Me
Don't Worry And Give Yourself to Me
"He cheated on my sister and personally gave up ten years of our relationship. How could I still like him? Unless I'm a masochist."
"Mo Yesi, please believe me." Qiao Mianmian's eyes were sincere. "I admit that I wanted to divorce you before because I thought our marriage wouldn't last. But…"
"But what?" His dark eyes locked onto her. "What are your thoughts now?"
Qiao Mianmian could see the urgency in his eyes.
Although his expression was not obvious, she still saw it.
He couldn't wait to know her answer.
Qiao Mianmian pursed her lips and thought about it seriously. "I no longer consider divorce anymore. Mo Yesi, I'll really try to accept you and our marriage. Regardless of the outcome, I want to give it a try."
"Nothing bad will happen."
As soon as she finished speaking, he pressed her tightly against his chest. She could hear his heart beating much faster than before. "Don't worry, baby. Leave yourself to me. I promise you won't regret it."
"Believe me, I'm more serious than ever about this marriage."
"Thank you for making this decision. I'm glad. Baby, really, thank you."
He held her face carefully, as if he was holding a fragile object. His actions were gentle. He lowered his head and kissed her eyes that were still red. "Baby, thank you for being willing to forgive me and give me a chance."
"I will use my actions to prove that your choice is correct."
The man's warm and soft lips landed on the corner of her lips, but it felt like he was kissing her heart.
Qiao Mianmian felt sweet.
The grievances, bitterness, sadness, and all the negative emotions from before melted away with this gentle kiss.
She hesitantly reached out her hand and wrapped it around his slim but firm waist.
The man's body seemed to stiffen as he looked down at her. His voice was low and sexy. "Baby…"
Qiao Mianmian was a little embarrassed.
She rarely took the initiative.
Other than the last time she kissed him on impulse, she hadn't taken the initiative ever.
She was still a little shy to hug him this time.
When those dark eyes looked at her, she pursed her lips and felt her face burning. "Well, I…"
"Ugh."
Her soft lips had just opened when the man lifted her chin and kissed her deeply.
This kiss was more urgent and passionate than before.
It was another deep kiss that almost suffocated Qiao Mianmian.
Her face was flushed and her heart was racing. Her whole body was trembling.
Mo Yesi caressed her flushed face and said in a hoarse voice, "Also, don't worry about Shen Rou. I've already made things clear to her. I believe she won't do anything irrational."
Qiao Mianmian leaned against his chest weakly, panting. Suddenly, she heard him mention Shen Rou and looked up. "Y- you made things clear with Shen Rou? What did you tell her?"
Mo Yesi looked at her gently. "I didn't say it too directly. She's a girl, after all. We have to save her some face."
"But I'm sure she understands what I was saying."
"…Alright." Qiao Mianmian actually wanted to say that she really didn't think much of Shen Rou.