Capítulo 1077: Chapter 1077: As Long as You Don’t Betray Me

At this moment, at the bottom of the stairs, Yin Mo lowered her head and walked downward.

It seemed she had just finished showering, her fluffy, wavy long hair cascading down her back, her striking features exuding a captivating allure. But the focus was on her burgundy lingerie set, dazzling and enticing.

He Chen held a wine glass, his narrow eyes filled with awe and daze, with contracted pupils deepening in color, igniting a fervent flame.

Under the dense night sky, Yin Mo draped in red sheer fabric, her burgundy lingerie set appearing and disappearing as she walked.

Not only did her curves reveal themselves, every inch of her alluring figure was infused with captivating sensuality for men.

He Chen stared at her unblinkingly, his adam’s apple moving erratically.

Soon, Yin Mo approached the bar, meeting He Chen’s deep eyes, slightly primping the sheer fabric at her chest, she asked simply, “Do you mean what you say?”

He Chen didn’t move, inspecting her from head to toe, “Yin Mo, do you want me dead?”

As he spoke, his voice wavered, the tone raspy, lost of its original sound.

He Chen thought Yin Mo was truly incredible, doing nothing but wearing visually striking sexy lingerie, almost making him surrender.

Yin Mo tugged at the sheer fabric by her leg, turning to face the bar, picking up the wine glass and poured half a glass of whiskey, “You said earlier, as long as I wore it, you’d take me there.”

“Really?” He Chen took deep breaths, raised his head and drank all the wine, unable to suppress certain reactions and the surging emotions in his chest.

Yin Mo took a sip of whiskey, tucked the hair behind her ear, the exposed ear was very red, revealing that she wasn’t as composed as she appeared, “Do you want to go back on your word?”

He Chen seemed to lose the ability to think, his breathing became heavier, looking at the enchanting woman before him, he put down the glass, quickly pulled her into his arms and lowered his head capturing her lips.

Probably provoked by Yin Mo, He Chen’s actions were rough yet urgent.

Thin lips pried open her teeth, forcefully sucking on her tongue tip, whispering hoarsely, “Yin Mo, I’ll eventually die in your arms.”

He Chen kissed her forcefully, his fingers uncontrollably roaming over her body.

Yin Mo was forced to lean into his arms, not struggling or refusing, letting him have his way.

He Chen’s slightly cool lips trailed along her cheek downward, tearing away the obstructing red fabric, leaving countless kiss marks on Yin Mo’s neck and collarbone, “Baby, you’re so damn gorgeous…”

Yin Mo shivered from his provocation, hands placed on his shoulders, somewhat at a loss.

He Chen’s entire body was strong muscle, yet his lips were soft, densely kissing her skin like a devotee, worshipping her devoutly.

“Be gentle…”

Suddenly, Yin Mo’s collarbone was bitten painfully, inadvertently uttering a moan.

The atmosphere grew increasingly languid, the area around the bar filled with wafting fragrance of wine, the heated air constantly tempting He Chen’s rationality.

He buried his head at Yin Mo’s collarbone, gently licking the skin he had bitten, “Baby, help me.”

While speaking, He Chen carried Yin Mo horizontally, returned to the vicinity of the sofa, loosened his belt and guided her hand inside.

Yin Mo instinctively retracted her hand, her gaze still clear as she looked at him, “Wait, you haven’t said if you’ll take me or not?”

He Chen lifted his head from her chest, messy hair scattered at his brows and corners of his eyes, pushed forward Yin Mo’s thigh, “Keep talking nonsense, I’ll go right in.”

“Don’t.” Yin Mo’s cheeks instantly turned crimson, “You forgot you swore…”

He Chen closed his eyes, held her head in his hands, voice hoarse, “Do you just hope I can’t get hard?”

Yin Mo inexplicably softened, she fixed her eyes on the man in front of her, heavy breathing, voice raspy, though perfectly dressed, unable to hide the madness of passion.

She bit her lip, actively embraced his neck, “Are you uncomfortable?”

“Can’t you feel it?” He Chen nudged forward again, lowered his head to nibble on her ear, “Yin Mo, either help me or give it to me, your choice.”

Yin Mo paused for a few seconds, raised her head leaving a kiss on his lips, “Then take it slow, I haven’t done this before…”

She was pure, never having been intimate with a man.

It can be said, all Yin Mo’s longing and perception for love were brought to her by He Chen.

Being able to let go of the dilemma and take this step on her own had already taken great courage.

Actually, deep in Yin Mo’s heart, there was an unspoken sentiment, not long ago she disclosed it to He Chen.

If possible, she wished to save her first time for the day she married him.

But He Chen was always casual about such matters, countless times of enduring and reserving had made Yin Mo somewhat reluctant.

At this moment, He Chen’s body inexplicably shivered, he propped up and looked at Yin Mo from above, could see his own deep red eyes and bulging veins at his temples in her clear eyes.

He pursed his lips, eyes getting redder, thumb lightly rubbing her eye corner, “Are you really willing?”

Yin Mo didn’t dare look at him, turned her face away, lightly nodded, “Yes.”

She agreed, yet He Chen suddenly stopped moving.

He looked deeply at Yin Mo, palmed through her neck directly pressing her into his arms, “Never before?”

Yin Mo stilled for a few seconds, voice dimmed a lot, “If you don’t believe…”

“I trust you.” He Chen kissed her temple, chest filled with mixed emotions, “I believe everything you say.”

It might be due to the innate male nature, He Chen indeed had a bit of selfishness, he hoped he could possess the most complete Yin Mo.

At the same time, understanding the lascivious nature of men, He Chen always doubted that such a stunner as Yin Mo, in such a vast British Imperial, no one coveted her?

But during this period, as their intimacy increased, he could sense Yin Mo’s awkwardness and reluctance.

With such emotional intelligence, she definitely couldn’t learn the trick of playing hard to get.

Thinking of this, He Chen felt a bit annoyed, annoyed that he shouldn’t have asked so much just now.

The passionate thoughts gradually faded, He Chen composed his emotions, leaned down meeting Yin Mo’s gaze, “Keeping it till after marriage, is that your honest wish?”

Yin Mo’s gaze flickered slightly, deliberating replied, “Now… is also fine.”

She didn’t want to be too pretentious, and firmly believed that He Chen wouldn’t deceive her, some things perhaps naturally happening would be more wonderful.

He Chen closed his eyes, not sure what he was thinking, again lowered his head kissing Yin Mo’s lips.

This time, he was gentle, no longer violently ravaging her red lips, every movement was extremely patient.

And Yin Mo’s hand was again guided under the belt.

The touch was burning, rigid and scorching.

He Chen led her wrist to undulate, their breaths intertwining, not knowing how long passed, the man whispered in her ear, “Yin Mo, whether you’ve had it or not doesn’t matter, I’ll definitely marry you, as long as you don’t betray me.”