Young Master Ru Xue

He was the cold and aloof King Mu of Hades who, as a rule, regarded women no more highly than dirt, yet he doted on her to the bone.
At first, he was domineering and arrogant—“Even you belong to me!”
Afterward, he gradually succumbed— “What’s mine is yours!”
In the end, he obediently surrendered— “Ning Xiaofei, I am yours too!”
[Ning Xiaofei, his little wife, whom he only wished to keep in the palm of his hand and pamper earnestly!] 

The Elite's Forbidden Romance

Her lips had a faint taste of honeyed peach, and he knew it was the flavor of the fruit lip balm she loved to use. It was slightly sweet but not at all greasy, just like her, moist and not the least bit annoying.


The man kissed slowly and meticulously, as if savoring a glass of wine, gently sipping at first and then gradually probing deeper.


His kisses seemed different each time, yet they always easily sent her into confusion and rapture.


At first, Ning Xiaofei had been thinking about fetching his clothes, about ordering a meal for him later...


But then she cast all those thoughts aside, her mind occupied only by his breathing, his hands, and the solid chest pressed against hers, beating in rhythm as if striking her heart.


She found herself gasping involuntarily, becoming softer by the moment, as if melting into him, hanging limply in his embrace.


Chapter 537: The Flavor of Honey Peach