The Girl is Beautiful but Violent

The first rain of the year continued until midnight.

Raindrops pattered on the roof tiles, making a "shh-shh" sound. Countless droplets gathered and flowed down the eaves, dripping onto the porch below.

Unfortunately, Jiang Ning didn't hear any of this commotion.

She felt like a boat tossing in a storm, her body repeatedly thrown up and down by the waves. She was dizzy and intoxicated, unable to suppress the soft moans escaping her lips.

"Ning..."

Liu Ming'an's breathless call reached her ears again. Jiang Ning, her eyes half-closed, could clearly see beads of sweat slowly sliding down his chiseled face, gathering at his jawline before dropping onto her.

Jiang Ning felt as if she'd been scalded. She tried to move, but her waist was firmly held, impossible to break free.

"Ning..."

Moist kisses fell on her lips countless times, accompanied by the same repeated phrase: "Be good, won't you call me husband once more?"

Jiang Ning opened her eyes. The former coolness and detachment in her gaze had long since vanished, replaced by an unconscious allure.

Her rouge lips parted again, weakly uttering two words: "Get lost!"

"Hehe... Ning, I love you so much!"

Liu Ming'an adored her like this, unable to resist lowering his head to kiss those alluring lips again.

"Ning..."

"Ning'er..."

"Little Ning..."

Liu Ming'an started calling out various endearments, making Jiang Ning feel even hotter. She could only close her eyes, refusing to look at him.

However, with her eyes closed, her other senses became more acute. Jiang Ning was forced to open her eyes again.

"Can you... mmm... stop with the random names?"

Jiang Ning's breath was ragged, yet she attempted to reason with an impassioned man.

Liu Ming'an immediately responded: "Sure, if you call me once more."

"...Get lost!"

He was actually trying to bargain with her!

At a certain moment, Jiang Ning felt as if she'd been thrown into the clouds. She couldn't see anything except a dazzling white, like starlight or moonbeams.

"Ning..."

A gentle kiss fell on her lips, and warm fingers caressed her face. As Jiang Ning gradually came back to her senses, she found herself drowning in Liu Ming'an's intense gaze.

"Ning, I love you..."

Liu Ming'an's breathing had not yet steadied. He reached out to brush Jiang Ning's sweat-dampened hair to one side, then placed a soft kiss on her brow.

Jiang Ning struggled to open her eyes to see him clearly, but felt so exhausted she could barely lift her eyelids. It seemed that if she closed her eyes, she would fall into a deep sleep.

Liu Ming'an's state was the complete opposite of Jiang Ning's. His heart was full of indescribable emotions, without a hint of sleepiness.

In the faint candlelight, he gazed at the beloved girl before him, his eyes full of desire, unwilling to even blink.

Half-asleep, Jiang Ning felt the person beside her leave, and the temperature seemed to drop suddenly.

After an unknown time, she felt herself being lifted and placed into a bathtub.

Hot water enveloped her aching body, and countless kisses fell on her face. Jiang Ning drifted off into a deep slumber.

Outside, the rain had stopped at some point.

The moon had reappeared, and though not very bright, its light still reflected off the puddles on the ground with a pure radiance.

After cleaning Jiang Ning up, Liu Ming'an quickly washed himself in the hot water. When he finished tidying everything and returned to the bedside, he saw Jiang Ning sleeping peacefully. He felt his heart melting completely.