My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 919: Harmonious and Joyful Morning

He wanted to soften her, for their mutual affection to blossom, for a true melding of body and soul.

It wasn’t just about his own pleasure, but about making her feel love and joy as well.

Under his gentle coaxing, Ye Lu’s curled and upturned eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes to meet his intensely warm gaze.

"Okay," she murmured softly.

She didn’t know why, but abandoning all reason, she truly felt intoxicated in that moment, seduced, and willing to utter that word.

With her agreement, Third Young Master Jun suddenly smiled, so happy and content. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"Lu’er, I love you!" He kissed her tender lips and caressed her waist.

An ocean of love surged, sweeping up fervent emotions, mingling with the rapid breaths of man and woman, igniting the most passionate of temperatures.

Outside the window was the entanglement of sea breeze and waves, sounding off in bursts.

Inside was the most enchanting fragrance, like the most beautiful flowers blooming provocatively under the moonlight, dancing to the music of the waves, like an impassioned tango that burned until dawn.

...

The tide ebbed and flowed, and dawn’s first light appeared.

In the bed, Third Young Master Jun didn’t sleep, his lips curved with a faint smile, foolishly gazing at the girl beside him sleeping soundly, his heart as joyful as if it were blooming.

The feeling was like a wedding night, thrilling him to the point where sleep eluded him.

He reached out, taking her slender palm in his, unfolding it and interlocking their fingers, feeling utterly intoxicated.

Gazing upon her peaceful sleeping face, those slightly swollen red lips, white skin dotted with unmistakable red marks sprawling seductively over her body.

He couldn’t help but tenderly kiss her soft hair, his heart swelling with tenderness.

Last night, he had exhausted her, his own passions blazing uncontrollably.

Had it not been for his fear of her discomfort in pregnancy, he wouldn’t have let her off so easily.

Third Young Master Jun delightedly twirled her strands of hair around his fingers, pulled her closer into his arms, and wore a very satisfied, comfortable expression.

This kind of affair, indeed, is the most beautiful and enjoyable when both sentiments align, not just in body, but in heart too, satisfied, and seeing her enjoying it with a shy expression made him even happier.

Step by step, he consumed her, from body to heart, and now she could not escape.

"Lu’er, look, we are truly meant for each other; nobody can tear us apart!" He clutched her hand tightly, thoughts surfacing, and a deep, chilling darkness rose in his clear, evil eyes, carrying a ferocious murderous aura.

...

After taking a bath and leaving the room, he opened the children’s room and saw that both kids were already awake.

Ye Yuan was neatly dressed, studying on the computer, a diligent little genius not forgetting to study even during holidays.

Third Young Master’s eyes filled with pride, a child with determination, courage, and responsibility, truly worthy of being his progeny. That’s how men should be.

Then looking at his lazy daughter, she was struggling against the warm blanket, rolling around on the floor wrapped like a fat silkworm in a flowered quilt, her mouth whining about getting up to compete in beauty and charm, which would utterly bewitch someone. However, her big eyes were still sleepily closed, her long, curled lashes flapping, her pink, tender face adorably cute.

But joy often turns to sorrow, and with a thud, she rolled onto the leg of a table, bumping her head and immediately crying out in pain.

Third Young Master Jun’s heart tightened, and he rushed over to scoop her up, blanket and all.