Chapter 222 - Chapter 225 dinner is ready

He felt as if he had not kissed her like this for a very long time. Every kiss had an extremely emotional feel to it. Soon, his eyes began to blur.

When men were moved, their rationality became on edge. He closed his eyes slightly. The blood in his entire body seemed to be crazily flowing through his veins. His body tensed up to the point of pain.

His breathing could not hide his oppression and sexiness.

At that moment, Gu Ruochu seemed to feel his intense emotions.

"Ruochu, Ruochu..."

Her name, as he repeated it over and over again, had a sentimental feeling to it. However, his eyes were filled with the desire to swallow her whole.

Gu Ruochu felt a white light in front of her eyes. Her breathing was a little short, and her heart was beating faster and faster. It was as if she was going crazy. and her entire body felt numb.

She reached out and brushed his scalp and grabbed a handful of his hair.

He was simply irresistible.

He was so wild and aggressive.

She knew from the start that she could not control her feelings. That was why she had resisted him after she had fallen in love with him.

Every time, he had come to her rescue, even if it was just an illusion of love, she had completely sunk into it.

At that moment, she wanted to throw caution to the wind and hug him completely.

"Young Master, Young Madam?'' There was a sudden knock on the door. "It's time for dinner. Mrs. Huo asked me to call you down for dinner."

Gu Ruochu immediately sobered up, but the terrifying current in her body had not yet subsided. She opened her eyes and tried to push him away. "Stop, don't do this..."

"What's wrong?" He gently bit her lips. His painful voice grew louder and louder. Seeing the flesh her flesh on his lips, he felt even more indignant.

"Don't go down for dinner."

"Stop. I'll die of laughter..."

He knew that her skin was thin.

At that moment, both of them had a special feeling. It was just that the timing was not right.

He moved away from her lips, and his gaze fell on her face. After a while, he gradually calmed down. He reached out and hugged Gu Ruochu's waist and gently placed her down from the study table.

His pair of deep, dark eyes seemed as mesmerizing as ever.

"Let's go down and have dinner."

Gu Ruochu nodded as a cool breeze blew through the window. She saw that his shirt was tightly pressed against his back, and the pressure was very noticeable.

"Are you all right?"

"What do you think?" He looked sideways at her, and there was a thirsty look on his face. Gu Ruochu's heart suddenly felt warm, and a smile appeared on her lips.

As he opened the door, Nanny Zhang saw Huo Nanchen's face. It was so cold that it was frightening. However, when she saw the Young Madam in his arms, she felt as if the scene had changed in an instant. She even smiled.

"..."

"Young master and Young Madam, the meal is ready."

"Okay."

Huo Nanchen did not say a word. He held Gu Ruochu's hand as they went downstairs. It was Mrs. Huo's fasting day, so almost all the dishes on the table were vegetarian.

"You've come down." A smile appeared on Mrs. Huo's face. "It's just the three of us at home today. It's finally a little quieter."

As a mother, she naturally paid more attention to her son, so the dishes on the table were Huo Nanchen's favorite dishes. Of course, Gu Ruochu's emotions would never show on the surface. However, Huo Nanchen noticed her indifferent expression.

"I'll go and make you some delicious food. Wait for a while."

"No need." The dishes were not too bad. It was not as if she had lost her appetite. Besides, she was not that delicate. What surprised her was that Huo Nanchen had offered to prepare food for her.

"Mm, I was careless." Mrs. Huo's expression was gentle. "Ask the kitchen to add a few more dishes that Ruochu likes. It won't take long."

"No need, I'll do it myself."

"Wait." He reached out and stroked her head. He could not bear to see her suffer, but he was also afraid that she would starve, so he washed some fruit for her.

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