Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The man pursed his lips and could not resist retorting, “Wouldn’t that sound inappropriate? After all, I’m no emperor with a harem. My love is only shared with you and you alone, so there’s no way to compare!”

Yun Shishi was tickled pink by his reply.

Can this even be considered sweet nothings?! She wondered while staring earnestly at his slightly curled lips, which appeared extremely tender because of those words.

Without any notice, she hugged him passionately and buried her smiling face into his chest as she apologized rather guiltily to him, “I’m sorry… I was too petty and narrow-minded to get angry over such a trivial matter.”

As she spoke, she rubbed her face against his chest like a lazy yet coyish, little kitten.

“I’m no longer angry. Also, I won’t be so petty again.”

“But I like this side of you!” Mu Yazhe stroked her head lightly, then gently lifted her palm-size face with his broad palms and lowered his head to place a kiss at a corner of her mouth. “It shows that you care for me a lot; isn’t that right?”

“Of course, I care about you!” Her face flushed as she continued speaking, “I care about everything related to you even if it’s just a single strand of your hair.”

She was originally feeling somewhat down by the sudden appearance of his childhood sweetheart, but his words chased the blues away and lifted her spirits from the cold and icy place she was in. Even her weak heart had revived to their usual warm state.

Does this mean that we’ve made up?

She silently wondered as a sweet smile bloomed on her visage.

That night, after turning off the lights, the man pressed the woman under him and was particularly passionate in their love-making!

He was not a person who would say sweet nothings that would make her heart race, so the introverted man displayed his utmost passion for her in bed and put those embarrassing words into action, instead!

As he pulled her into his embrace, he found it hard to verbalize his feelings toward her, for the sweet nothings he wanted to say got stuck in his throat. Hence, he chose to show his affection for her through physical intimacy.

In his passion, he put a hand onto her nape, made her sit on him, then put her arms around his shoulders as he moaned her name repeatedly into her ear; his heart was brimming with bliss.

Later, while they were basking in the afterglow of their steamy session, he buried his head into her neck, nibbling and licking the beads of sweat that had formed on her chest. As he felt her shiver from the sensation, he closed his eyes and mumbled quietly, “I’ll love you with all of my life!”

That was probably how it was to love someone so deeply; she had become part of his heart and ribs—the softest parts of him that he wanted to protect.

‘I’ll love you with all of my life!’

It was spoken so softly like a prayer, his deep voice giving a sense of maturity and composure.

As the woman hugged him, she felt a little lost in the immense happiness she was feeling!

She felt that she would hold no regrets in life for having the chance to experience such love and for being able to spend a lifetime with this man as she imagined them still interlocking their fingers like how they were now even when their hair turned white.

That night, the couple in embrace had a peaceful yet dreamless sleep.