Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1116: I Don’t Want Anything, I Just Want You

"Really? You’re really not angry with me?"

"Mm, not angry, not angry..."

His firm chin pressed against her shoulder, lightly touching her ear with his temple, his scorching thin lips gently kissing her fair neck and shoulder.

"Jun Moyan, I miss you so much. I miss you so much that I can’t sleep, can’t eat, miss you until I cry..." Wen Xiao’ai felt increasingly upset as she spoke, tears falling ceaselessly.

Jun Moyan released his hold on her body, and he stepped back to create some distance. Then he cupped her small face in his hands, lightly kissed her forehead, and then bent down to gently kiss her nose tip, murmuring softly:

"I miss you too..."

He missed her so much, it drove him crazy.

Wen Xiao’ai raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, sniffled a few times, then wrapped her arms around Jun Moyan’s neck, puckered her lips and gave him a kiss.

"Jun Moyan, I won’t be a princess anymore, I don’t want anything else, I just want to be with you..."

Jun Moyan cupped her small face, one hand supporting her neck, and kissed her face densely like raindrops.

"Want nothing else, just you..."

He muttered softly as he kissed her face.

It was like he had regained a lost treasure, the pain of longing over the days finally got an outlet, so he kissed her, repeatedly, endlessly.

Alcohol urged him, he couldn’t control his actions, or maybe, he simply wanted to follow his heart.

His burning kisses landed on her lips, he opened his mouth and gently bit her lips, savoring, sucking, lingering and tantalizing.

Long fingers sank into her long hair.

The salty-sweet taste of tears mixed with the aroma of wine, he grew increasingly intoxicated yet was clearly aware of what he was doing.

At first, Wen Xiao’ai could reciprocate him, but when Jun Moyan’s tongue pried open her teeth and his tongue tip touched her small tongue, Wen Xiao’ai didn’t know what to do.

Just like the last time he got drunk.

Only when he got drunk would he kiss her like this.

Wen Xiao’ai’s cheeks started to turn red, not only because of breathlessness and lack of oxygen but also because of this shameful kiss between them.

"Mm..."

Wen Xiao’ai couldn’t help but moan softly, feeling the blood in her body reversing, her brain heating up, her gaze growing hazy, her mouth filled with the taste of Jun Moyan and wine.

"Jun Moyan...mm..."

His kisses grew more fierce and intense, wishing he could swallow her whole.

Wen Xiao’ai was kissed into a daze, her little hands weakly pushing against his firm chest, wanting to push him away but lacking the strength.

His breathing was chaotic and heavy, his big hands also grew restless on her body.

Finally, when Wen Xiao’ai was about to suffocate, he released her, instead kissing the corners of her mouth.

Wen Xiao’ai gasped for air, her hot breath spraying onto Jun Moyan’s face, undoubtedly fueling the fire.

Before she could rest enough, Jun Moyan’s kiss came again.

Wen Xiao’ai couldn’t handle it, though she loved Jun Moyan kissing her, this was a bit too overwhelming.

So she spoke softly:

"Jun Moyan, the floor is cold..."

The next moment, before Wen Xiao’ai could react, Jun Moyan suddenly lifted her, the sudden elevation made Wen Xiao’ai reflexively wrap her arms around his neck.

Jun Moyan held her tightly and headed straight to the bed.

Due to intoxication, his steps were somewhat unsteady, but he held her tightly.

As soon as Wen Xiao’ai touched the bed, Jun Moyan’s body followed her down.

Following closely came his tantalizingly slow kisses.