CHAPTER 22: CHAPTER 22 HAVE YOU EVER LOVED A WOMAN?

"Heh..." Yan Sijue chuckled softly, "My Beauty, are you shy?"

With a hint of annoyance in her heart, Mu Yiliang swiftly turned her body, hooking his neck, and presented her fragrant lips to him.

Yan Sijue kissed her in this position, his kisses always starting like a gentle breeze, tender and affectionate, but as they deepened, even Mu Yiliang found it a bit overwhelming.

"Young Master Yan..." Mu Yiliang panted, "Your skills seem to have refined again, looks like you haven’t neglected practice this week..."

Yan Sijue curved his lips slightly: "Your theories are certainly rich, but your practical experience is still lacking. You only have me as a man now, right?"

Mu Yiliang bit her lip: "I’m just... refusing to settle..."

A hint of inexplicable light flashed in Yan Sijue’s eyes, he lowered himself and gently nipped at her lips.

"That’s a problem... you must know, ’Once you’ve seen the great sea, no other water will suffice; once you’ve known Wushan Mountain, no other cloud is as alluring...’ If you take me as the standard, you’ll probably never find another man who moves you..." he murmured like a whisper, his deep voice speaking word by word to her heart, quickly setting ripples across the lake of her heart.

Mu Yiliang was momentarily dazed. Hearing these words, she didn’t think the man was narcissistic, instead, she felt... it made quite a lot of sense...

Just as she was lost in thought, Yan Sijue’s kisses suddenly became more intensive, leaving her with no strength to think...

...This posture seemed somewhat dangerous, as she received him, her soul’s defenses seemed to crumble layer by layer.

...

The man’s hand was on her back, gently caressing her.

Mu Yiliang couldn’t remember where she’d read that a man after climax often feels a sense of disgust towards his partner. If he doesn’t, and even is willing to kiss his woman, it means he truly loves her.

Of course, the relationship between her and Yan Sijue was far from talking about love, but he could still reach this extent, his incredibly tender kisses made one feel the illusion of being cherished.

One could only say, he really was a very gentle lover.

Mu Yiliang unconsciously reached out her hand, placing it on his chest, feeling his strong heartbeat.

"What are you thinking?" His voice was husky, tinged with a bit of laziness, irresistibly sexy.

"Young Master Yan, have you ever loved any woman?" Mu Yiliang blurted out.

After saying this, she looked up into his eyes.

Yan Sijue’s hand paused.

"No." His voice remained calm and cool, and his expression didn’t show any change.

Mu Yiliang curled her lips: "Is that so? What a pity. I’m really curious, what kind of woman could win your love."