Love Me Again - Chapter 8.2

When Luo An Hai woke, it was already noon of the following day, while she was the only one in bed.

The overindulgence causing her whole body to ache, yet it didn’t have a sticky feeling…. She recalls how Han Ting Hua had placed her in the jade white bath tub last night and entered her again. She cried shamefully, begging him to stop, until she couldn’t stand it anymore and passed out.

Luo An Hai’s face burns red at the memory. She hadn’t thought Han Ting Hua’s passion would be so terrifying. She had forgotten how many times she was done last night, that her private parts would ache even now. Not to mention her tormented waist.

Luo An Hai covers her scalding face. Although she was a little disappointed at not seeing Han Ting Hua when she woke, she was also relieved.

Even though she had decided not to escape, and to love someone, to love Han Ting Hua, but after all, she has never loved anyone before. Towards love, she still found it unfamiliar.

While with Han Ting Hua… yesterday they were clearly still bitter enemies, but after just one night, the situation changed. The change also made her feel helpless, making the proud and haughty Queen currently feel like a young girl in love for the first time.

As Luo An Hai wracks her brain, her nose picks up a fragrant scent drifting from outside.

Hesitating, she eventually leaves the bed, wrapping herself with bed sheets, as she walks out of the room with bare feet.

Wearing only his pants, Han Ting Hua’s bare chest is covered with scars, filled with the bruises from her beatings, and her claw marks in the throes of passion. Carrying a tray out of the kitchen, he breaks into a dazzling smile when he sees Luo An Hai. “You’re awake.”

“…Hey” Luo An Hai awkwardly moves her gaze away, feeling her face heat up… she knows — she had blushed!

Luo An Hai felt ashamed and embarrassed. She wasn’t used to reacting like this, it made her want to turn back and run to her room.

Han Ting Hua restrains his laughter, knowing that if he laughed, the woman before him would fly into a rage from the shame. He knows how proud she is, but the Luo An Hai before him was truly too enticing.

Her tousled hair, with only a snow white bed sheet around her, while her exposed shoulder and collarbone were covered with his marks. Her face was slightly flushed, swollen red lips that had clearly been kissed, bashful eyes filled with a misty haze.

From top to bottom, her whole body displayed just how fiercely she had been embraced.

“What are you looking at?” His undisguised stare irritates Luo An Hai, unable to restrain herself from glaring at him.

“You’re beautiful.” Han Ting Hua praises her unreservedly.

Luo An Hai pauses. People had always called her beautiful, and she was used to being complemented, but this was the first time she had heard Han Ting Hua call her beautiful….

The corner of her lips start twisting up, but she still attempts to appear unmoved. “Don’t think you’ll gain anything just from of a complement.”

Han Ting Hua places her on the bar counter, before walking in front of her, lifting the hair before her chest as he lowers his head to kiss it. Watching her with dark eyes “I don’t need any benefit, I only want you.”

Luo An Hai feels her heart beat faster, as her face flushes red. She helplessly pulls her hair back out of his hands.

“Han Ting Hua did you take the wrong medicine?” To think he’d say these types of ingratiatingly sweet words. While she, what type of lover’s talk hadn’t she heard, yet it was the first time her face had turned red like this. Luo An Hai pushes him away, not wanting to give him a similar response, as she rushes away from the counter.

Behind her, Han Ting Hua holds back his laughter, eyes flashing with amusement. It was rare to see such a proud woman so embarrassed, so he couldn’t help but tease her.

Walking forward, he wraps one arm around her waist, lifting her up.

“Ah!” Luo An Hai exclaims, instinctively reaching over to hug his neck.

“What are you trying to do?” She glares at him, yet she doesn’t struggle.

Han Ting Hua carries her to the bar, sitting her on the stool. Placing his palm intimately on her waist, as the tip of his nose gently grazes her ear, “Don’t be nervous, I know you’re still not used to these changes… actually it’s the same for me as well.”

The two of them had been adversaries for too long, always acting like enemies, yet now they had become lovers. No one could adjust so quickly, they would even subconsciously be alarmed.

“Take it slowly, it doesn’t matter. We have a lot of time.” He softly whispers, causing the tension in Luo An Hai’s heart to gradually subside, before lightly nodding.

“Mnn.”

“So,” Han Ting Hua lightly nibbles on her ear, “you should recover your arrogant demeanour. The you who now resembles a timid daughter-in-law is something I’m not used to.”

“Who’s a daughter-in-law!” Luo An Hai glares at him resentfully, also thinking that the shy and coy woman wasn’t like the normal her.

She felt she had lost all her pride, “Leave, don’t hug me.” She pushes him away, wanting to escape his embrace.

But how could Han Ting Hua bear to release her, knowing she didn’t really want to push him. Otherwise, with her strength, she could easily beat him off the chair.

“Sure enough, I’m more used to you being this fierce.” While the bashful her was very cute, he still likes the proud and stubborn Luo An Hai. She truly fits being so blatantly wilful, causing people’s teeth to itch, but also drawing their obsession. While he, was also intoxicated by her poison.

“You’re insane.” Luo An Hai can’t help but suspect that he’s a masochist. She glares at him, yet she doesn’t resume pushing him, and arrogantly endures his embrace. However her the corner of her lips were slightly raised, and there was the feeling of being doted on.

How could she not know that Han Ting Hua had deliberately said those words to help her relax, and to stop her from overthinking. They only need to maintain things as they are, its fine if they bicker or quarrel, there’s no need to worry. It’s fine if they slowly adapt to the changes in their relationship.

Seeing the slight smile on Luo An Hai’s face, the corner of Han Ting Hua’s lips also rise. He realized that it was the proud Luo An Hai that he was captivated by, while her arrogance caused his desire to flare. Rather, seeing her walk out of the room wrapped only in a sheet, giving off the image of being thoroughly loved, his lower half started to painfully ache.

He couldn’t resist lowering his head to kiss her lips, seizing that slight smile. His tongue repeatedly traces her lip, invading her mouth when she slightly moans, as he seizes her sweet saliva. Ripping away her bed sheet, he grabs a snow white breast, wantonly kneading it.

Luo An Hai wraps her arms around his neck, feeling him harden near her buttocks, so big and so hot…. Still sensitive from last night’s passions, her small hole starts to moisten.

Her hand wanders south, pulling down the zipper on his pants. Gripping his desire, her soft hands start to lightly caress.

“Wu…..” Han Ting Hua emits a low groan, his desire instantly rising further. Letting her straddle him, as his palms massage her plump buttocks, and his tongue runs across her lip, hoarsely demanding “Harder.”

Luo An Hai happily complies, rubbing her hands along his desire, as droplets of white liquid sticks to her palm, and each move of her hand is accompanied with an obscene cry.

Their kisses were entangled with a hazy atmosphere, as their tongues explore each other’s mouths, and their breaths mingle.

Indulging themselves in the passion, the two of them hadn’t noticed the elevator door in front of them opening. The person inside watches the scene in shock, before roaring.

“What are the two of you doing!?”