Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 263 - 237 Fu Yisi, I Love You So Much

The autumn night’s breeze can intoxicate as well as sober.

Ji Sang actually sobered up for a moment when Fu Yisi took the wine glass from her hand.

Moonlight poured down, shining on Fu Yisi’s slightly damp hair. When she met his deep gaze that could drown a person in, she unconsciously raised her hands to wrap around his neck.

Later, when Fu Yisi wrapped his arms around her waist and changed their positions, she couldn’t tell whether she was drunk or sober, her gaze suddenly drawn to a few drops of red wine on his jawline.

The bottle of red wine she had brought up today tasted good.

So, with a light buzz of alcohol, she boldly kissed him.

Fu Yisi seemed stunned, not reacting for a long time, even calling his own name in a questioning tone.

She didn’t know what she was expecting, only feeling excited and restraining herself, kissing him slightly awkwardly. One kiss after another, her hands trembling on the man’s chest, her heart also trembling.

Sister said that Fu Yisi deeply, truly loved her.

Before her mother departed, she also said to live well with Fu Yisi, to see all the beautiful sights in the world.

She didn’t understand why she was behaving this way now, she only knew her heart was passionately trembling and boiling.

So, when Fu Yisi called her name again, Ji Sang lifted her head and blocked his mouth.

Inviting him to enjoy the moonlight was just an excuse she found because she didn’t know how to express her feelings. She just wanted to embrace him tightly and kiss him.

In matters of intimacy, it was always Fu Yisi who taught Ji Sang. It’s just a pity that while Fu Yisi was a good teacher, Ji Sang was not a good student.

After kissing Fu Yisi, Ji Sang didn’t know what to do next.

She just kept pressing against his lips, even though the man had subconsciously relaxed his lips, she still only pressed on.

But Ji Sang wasn’t panicked at all, because she knew that Fu Yisi would never let her feel discomfort or embarrassment.

And in these matters, while the man liked Ji Sang taking the initiative, he didn’t have strong self-control in front of her; as soon as Ji Sang took initiative, he couldn’t hold back for long.

So, when Ji Sang didn’t know how to continue, Fu Yisi raised his hand, placed it behind her head gently yet firmly, and fiercely kissed her.

The initiative returned.

Unlike Ji Sang’s obvious awkwardness, Fu Yisi was evidently much more skilled, Ji Sang closed her eyes slowly responding.

But the man kept his eyes open, watching her addicted appearance, sighed contentedly, and closed his eyes kissing her more deeply. The statement he heard upon arriving at the balcony, "the little woman was truly heartfelt."

The moonlight was gentle, the stars that were there before had now disappeared in shyness. Autumn wind blew through Ji Sang’s hair, the rich aroma of red wine spreading between their lips, intoxicating their minds.

Ji Sang had never imagined, she would be kissing and embracing Fu Yisi so fervently on the balcony.

With the sky as their cover.

When the clothes slipped off her shoulders, Ji Sang shivered from the wind, and tightened herself in the man’s embrace.

Her lips parting slightly, gasping for breath, intermittently,

"Don’t... here... let’s go inside."

Fu Yisi’s deep eyes, like the sea under a sudden stormy night, tumultuously rolling, the surge of affection shocking.

Ji Sang just glanced once, frightened by his gaze, and hurriedly closed her eyes panicked.

Meeting Fu Yisi’s eyes like this, she feared she would become utterly infatuated, deeply sinking into it.

She couldn’t.

She still had things undone.

The man followed her suggestion, lifting her at the waist and heading inside, their kisses never stopping.

Even though it was a risky move, Ji Sang gave all her trust to Fu Yisi, tightly wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing as if they couldn’t bear to separate.

Yet, Fu Yisi only walked inside and didn’t head to the room, but pressed Ji Sang against the wall.

Ji Sang gasped slightly, short of breath, Fu Yisi’s kisses trailed downward.

Neck, collarbone, shoulder,....

...

Ji Sang’s face and neck turned completely red, she lowered her head and fiercely bit into Fu Yisi’s shoulder.

The man grunted, his body instantly tensing up.

Unable to restrain himself, he just held Ji Sang, allowing her entire body to drape over his,

Ji Sang, who was already biting Fu Yisi’s shoulder, bit down even harder at this moment. freёweɓnovel_com

Fu Yisi’s voice was low and hoarse, he laughed and said with restraint,

"Don’t bite, it hurts."

Ji Sang didn’t listen, as if venting her frustration, she gnawed a few more times on his skin with her teeth.

The man threw back his head with a sharp cry.

Finally, Ji Sang let go and buried her head in his shoulder and neck area, as if in pain but more overwhelmed by shame and agitation.

"Let’s go back to the room."

Finally, Fu Yisi obliged her wish and they headed back to the room.

On the way, the two remained inseparable.

Ji Sang felt so shy that even her toes curled up.

After placing Ji Sang on the bed, Fu Yisi could hardly restrain himself and was about to make a move when Ji Sang stopped him,

"Wait, wait, wait, I have something to tell you."

Fu Yisi’s eyes, deep and dark with a hint of red, he lowered his head and kissed her,

"Sorry, I can’t hold back anymore, we’ll talk afterwards."

And then, for the rest of the night, Ji Sang couldn’t bring up that one thing.

She had planned to talk to Fu Yisi about going to the South Sea at this moment. But Fu Yisi never gave her the chance.

As she was about to fall asleep, a thought crossed Ji Sang’s mind; perhaps she shouldn’t bring up going to the South Sea at this time, as it would ruin this intense, hard-earned, exhausting, but satisfying amorous encounter.

After Ji Sang fell deeply asleep, Fu Yisi gently kissed her forehead.

He guessed what she wanted to talk about.

But please allow him a bit of selfishness; he didn’t want to hear about it so soon. He didn’t even have enough time to give himself a reason.

The moonlight streamed in, Fu Yisi lay half on the bed without any trace of sleep, holding Ji Sang tightly in his arms.

The man gazed at Ji Sang’s face, first carefully tracing her eyebrows, then counting her eyelashes by the moonlight.

While counting, his thoughts became disarrayed, his gaze drifting, landing on her perky nose and cherry-red lips.

Thinking of the words she had spoken during the peak of passion, the heart under his left chest began to pound fervently again.

She had said:

"Fu Yisi, I really love you."

"Very, very much."

At that time, Fu Yisi responded to her with the most sincere and passionate actions.

Now, the man pressed his lips against hers.

"I love you too, very, very much, more than you can imagine."

In her sleep, Ji Sang’s brows and eyes moved slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

Fu Yisi lifted his head and kissed her eyes.

"Tonight’s moonlight is indeed beautiful."