Raise Love-121-Willing to bow down and submit to her

"Ooh."

Aria obediently closed her eyes, her black, curled eyelashes fluttering.

Ryder lowered his eyes and kissed her. His eyes were pitch - black, with only a cluster of unquenchable fire burning deep in the profound depths, so intense that it seemed like he wanted to devour the delicate and obedient girl in his arms.

She didn't even know to close her eyes when kissing.

If the little girl saw the look in his eyes, she'd probably be scared to tears.

He knew he was completely captivated by her.

He was willing to fall for her in this life and never get out.

Aria tilted her head back, unable to move. Her hands unconsciously clenched Ryder's windbreaker. She was both helpless and submissive, allowing him to kiss her.

Sensing the little girl's unease at this moment, Ryder lowered his neck, slightly pressed his shoulders down, lowered his body a bit, and moved his palm to hold her neck, accommodating the girl in his arms.

He was actually a person with a strong sense of control.

This could be seen from the way he kissed. He seemed gentle, treating the little girl as if she were a fragile porcelain.

In fact, his palm always rested on the two positions that were easily controlled - the back of the head and the neck. It was a show of his dominance and non - negotiable possession, announcing his claim over the person in his arms.

It was like a wild beast marking its prey. Once marked, you belong to me.

No one else can touch.

Time seemed to stretch infinitely long, and all the noise faded away. After an unknown amount of time, Ryder released her lips.

After he pulled away, Aria weakly leaned in his arms, panting softly.

Her whole body warmed up.

It was more effective than singing and dancing.

Ryder looked at the little girl with a blushing face, slightly parted lips, and gasping for breath. His eyes darkened, and he chuckled softly.

"Panting like this. If I go further, will you shed tears, Airy?"

His fingertips gently wiped the corner of the little girl's eye, which was moist with tears.

"..."

Aria pursed her lips.

Her lips were a bit swollen from being bitten. Aria pursed them once and then immediately let go. For some reason, she felt strange.

There was a taste of him.

"Your face is even redder." Ryder laughed again.

Aria reached out and hugged his neck, burying her whole face in his neck, too shy to talk to him.

From a distance, their blurry figures looked like a little girlfriend hanging on her boyfriend, being indulgently hugged and teased by her boyfriend.

Ryder curved his lips in pleasure and contentment. He hugged the little girl and whispered in her ear for a while until his phone in his pocket kept vibrating. Then he remembered he had something to do.

He let out an impatient "tsk".

"Do you have something else to be busy with?"

Aria also heard the buzzing sound from his phone in his pocket. So she stepped back from Ryder's arms, and the cold wind immediately rushed towards her.

She shivered again.

"Yeah, I have a bit of business."

Ryder lazily lowered his eyelids, not looking at the phone. He let go of the cold - fearing little girl and took off his windbreaker, draping it over Aria. His clothes were much larger, just right to wrap her in her padded jacket.

The hem of the clothes fell to cover her calves.

The unique masculine scent of Ryder surrounded her. Aria sniffed the nice bitter - orange fragrance at the tip of her nose and then realized. She immediately frowned in disapproval and reached out to take it off.

"No way."

As if he had already guessed, Ryder sneered with lowered eyelids. He grabbed her slender wrists in advance, held them together, and pressed them into his arms. He lowered his head. "Oh, saying your boyfriend can't do it?"

Aria: "..."

Was that what she meant?

Aria was almost driven crazy by him. Her wrists were trapped, and she couldn't break free. "Ryder, it's so cold outside. You only have a sweatshirt on if you give me your coat. Are you crazy?!"

"So be good. I can be back in two minutes. There are spare clothes in the lounge." Ryder hugged her to keep warm.

He drawled in a low voice, coaxing like a spoiled child. "I'm not cold, really."

Aria pursed her lips.

Ryder then lowered his head and kissed her, saying with a smile, "I promise I won't get sick. I'll drink ginger tea when I get back. You're afraid of the cold, and I don't know how long you'll be playing. Be good."

"..." Aria knew it was probably impossible to change his mind. She simply pushed him with her wrists held together. "Then go quickly."

He took out his phone from the windbreaker pocket and smiled. "Okay, I'm going."

Aria watched his figure disappear, tightened the windbreaker draped over her, and stood quietly in place for a while.

She looked at the little fox mask in her hand, suddenly lowered her head and smiled, then started walking back.

Over there, the singing and dancing were still going on. Here, a new session had started. Aria squeezed through the crowd. She didn't see Sydney in the original place. When she found her here, she saw her wiping tears.

Aria: "?"

Sydney turned her head and saw Aria. Her eyes lit up, and she pitifully hugged Aria as if she had found a family member. "Wuwuwu, it's so touching. Why can't I meet a childhood sweetheart like this..."

Aria, who had just finished being affectionate with her boyfriend, was full of questions. She could only helplessly pat Sydney's back to comfort her.

"Okay, okay. Don't cry. You'll meet someone like that. Don't cry."

"Wuwu, I won't." Sydney seemed to have been hit by some switch and started crying even harder. "Wuwuwu..."

This was actually a confession session.

This "confession" was not limited to love. It could also be about friendship, family affection, or roommate affection. As long as there were feelings in the heart, anything could be said. The form was similar to "truth - telling".

Aria comforted the suddenly sad Sydney while looking up. Fortunately, she wasn't too short, and they weren't standing too far back.

Her gaze passed over the crowd. In front of the podium, there was a platform made up of two large and small ellipses, with a microphone on it. At this moment, someone was speaking. It was a little girl wearing a blue mask.

She was telling the story of her and her childhood sweetheart.

The little girl and her childhood sweetheart grew up together. She was a very introverted and quiet person with few friends. It was always her childhood sweetheart who accompanied her, played with her, and tutored her in her studies.

Until college, they were still in the same state, as if they had already integrated into each other's lives, but it stopped there.

However, the girl had long since fallen head over heels in love with him day by day with his company and preference. She was not willing to see him being liked by more and more girls, gradually overshadowing her position.

Taking this opportunity today, the girl summoned up her courage and stood up to confess to her childhood sweetheart, asking him if he was willing to have a closer relationship with her.

Aria just heard the end. From Sydney's sobs, she knew the general content. The whole audience was shouting for the boy to show up.

The girl on the stage nervously held the microphone. Aria suddenly thought of her own secret love over the years, and her heart tightened. She nervously looked forward.

Show up.

Please show up.

Thirty seconds, one minute passed. The girl changed from being nervous and shy to being disappointed. Her eyes couldn't help but turn red. She stood there helplessly for a while, then lowered her head and wanted to leave.

It was so easy for girls to empathize. Many girls were affected by the emotions, or thought of their own relationships, and secretly wiped their tears.

Just when everyone thought the hero wouldn't show up, someone suddenly exclaimed. Aria looked over with the crowd.