691: Chapter 680: Honey, You’ve Lost Weight!
691: Chapter 680: Honey, You’ve Lost Weight!
“You’ve lost weight…”
Xu Ruolan caressed Ning Fan’s face, feeling the contours with her fingers, her gaze suddenly turning pained.
Ning Fan had been away for a few days and now upon returning, Xu Ruolan noticed he seemed thinner.
“I’ve lost weight?
No, that can’t be right, it must be the clothes!”
Ning Fan shook his head.
He didn’t feel any thinner, especially compared to Xu Ruolan’s slender figure; Ning Fan’s body didn’t seem to have lost any weight at all.
Always considering himself strong, Ning Fan became concerned about Xu Ruolan upon hearing her comment.
“But you, you’re truly, uh, slim.
You should eat more and gain some weight!”
Ning Fan stroked his chin, eyeing Xu Ruolan, and as he looked at her, now resembling a fairy, a gleam of light sparked in his eyes.
Xu Ruolan smiled faintly and shook her head, “That must be my illusion then, you must be hungry.”
“Now that you mention it, I kind of am.”
Ning Fan touched his stomach, actually starting to feel hungry after Xu Ruolan’s remark.
“I will show you my cooking skills today, make you a nice meal.
Once you’ve had my cooking, I guarantee you will grow plump and chubby.”
Ning Fan rolled up his sleeves, eager to start.
However, Xu Ruolan giggled, declining Ning Fan’s offer: “No need, I’ll do it myself, I don’t want you to raise me like a pig!”
Xu Ruolan insisted on cooking herself, and Ning Fan didn’t object, later waiting obediently in the living room.
After putting on an apron, Xu Ruolan entered the kitchen, took out the fresh ingredients she had bought earlier from the fridge, and began to prepare them.
“Ning Fan, what do you like to eat?
I’ll cook it for you!”
Standing in the kitchen, Xu Ruolan called out to Ning Fan outside.
Ning Fan looked up, smiling, “Anything you make, I like!”
Xu Ruolan’s smile crescented her eyes, already deciding what to cook in her mind.
Immersed in handling the ingredients, Xu Ruolan felt a sense of fulfillment sweeping through her heart, as if she were a dutiful wife and Ning Fan in the living room was her husband.
At the thought, Xu Ruolan’s face grew hot, and she also felt satisfied.
Xu Ruolan’s heart fluttered, and while chopping vegetables, she accidentally cut her finger.
“Ouch!”
Hearing the cry from the kitchen, Ning Fan stood up reflexively and dashed into the kitchen.
Upon entering, Ning Fan saw Xu Ruolan clutching her hand, her expression somewhat awkward.
Seeing Xu Ruolan’s finger bleeding, Ning Fan realized what happened—she must have accidentally cut herself.
“I’m fine, I just cut my hand…”
Xu Ruolan explained, intending to find a bandage, but at that moment, Ning Fan approached her, took her bleeding finger into his mouth, and gently began to suck.
Feeling a warm, moist sensation, Xu Ruolan’s face reddened, and she widened her eyes, speechless at Ning Fan’s actions, her heart warming.
Her finger tingled, the pain fading away, as Xu Ruolan felt engulfed by Ning Fan’s gentle affection.
Looking at Ning Fan, Xu Ruolan’s eyes became more and more misty, and Ning Fan looked back at her.
The two locked eyes for a long while, feelings deepening.
As they gazed at each other, their faces drew closer, each breath clearly felt.
Suddenly, it was as if something erupted between them, their lips meeting in a kiss, desperately searching, hands holding each other tightly.
“Mmm…”
Xu Ruolan’s moan escaped her lips and stirred Ning Fan’s heartstrings.
His hands clenched tighter, as if he intended to fuse Xu Ruolan into his body, holding her close.
“Ning Fan…”
After their kiss had ended, Xu Ruolan’s face was flush with a delicate red.
She looked into Ning Fan’s eyes, full of deep affection.
She pursed her lips slightly, and her bright red tongue swept over them, greedily savoring the sensation they had just shared.
Watching Xu Ruolan catch her breath in his arms, Ning Fan felt a burning desire.
With a scream from Xu Ruolan, Ning Fan lifted her by the waist and headed upstairs.
Xu Ruolan’s eyes widened with shyness as if she had realized what Ning Fan intended to do.
Her heart was filled with embarrassment, and her gaze at Ning Fan became more and more hazy, as if veiled by a layer of mist.
Ning Fan felt his throat go dry and suddenly swallowed.
Xu Ruolan’s body was incredibly light.
Ning Fan barely felt her weight—as if she were as light as a feather.
Once they reached the bedroom, their bodies pressed tightly together.
“Is this okay?”
“Yes.”
Upon hearing Ning Fan’s question, Xu Ruolan, with the fiery warmth around her snow-white neck, softly responded.
Their clothes were shed one by one, the affection between them evident.
The so-called “warm spring passion beneath the lotus-draped bed”, the two blended harmoniously, becoming one.
The breaths inside the room grew more fervent, and it was not known how much time had passed before the sounds slowly subsided.
The night grew deep, yet inside the room, two people shared their hearts’ contents.
The romantic ambiance perpetually spread within.
Xu Ruolan leaned on Ning Fan’s chest, her pale skin blushing with renewed vitality.
“Ning Fan!”
“Ruolan!”
In each other’s eyes was only the reflection of one another.
They exchanged a glance, about to kiss again…
“I, Xu Xiaoqing, am back!”
Suddenly, just as they were about to kiss, Xu Xiaoqing’s voice sounded from downstairs, startling them both, especially Xu Ruolan, who, feeling as if caught in an act of thievery, immediately pushed Ning Fan away from her.
“Xiaoqing’s back, hurry up, get dressed and go out!”
With her face flushed, Xu Ruolan tossed clothes at Ning Fan in a flustered manner.
Ning Fan was at a loss for words, thinking, ‘Aren’t we just a couple, why the panic as if we are thieves?’
But before he could speak, Xu Ruolan unceremoniously stuffed the clothes into his arms and kept urging him to get out quickly.
With no other choice, Ning Fan quickly put on his clothes haphazardly and rushed out of Xu Ruolan’s bedroom.
Tap tap tap—
Footsteps echoed from the staircase.
Without thinking, Ning Fan knew who it was.
Xu Xiaoqing had just returned; who else could it be?
“You dummy, what are you standing there for, your clothes are on backward!”
Xu Xiaoqing looked at Ning Fan in confusion, reminding him that his clothes were put on incorrectly.
Ning Fan felt a drop of cold sweat roll down his forehead.
Following Xu Xiaoqing’s remarks, he realized his clothes were indeed on backward.
The haste when he had come out was really too much!