My Beloved

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Around eight in the evening, Mo Zhen called Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan also fell asleep while hugging her. He woke up when he sensed his cell phone vibrating.

He answered the call and said, "Dad?"

Mo Zhen responded, "Had you fallen asleep? I'm still at the company. If you want I can pick you up but if you want to stay and enjoy the scenery let me know when you want to come back."

Mo Yuan looked at the soundly sleeping Han Luo. He replied, "Pick us up. Ah Luo seems a bit sick due to overwork."

He wanted to stay by her side. They had two days off and he could spend some time with her.

However, she was so weak today that she couldn't even walk. It made him deeply worried.

Mo Zhen was astonished. "What! Why didn't you say it sooner? I would have asked Ben to pick you up. I'm coming over there as soon as possible."

"No need. Take your time," saying that Mo Yuan hung up. He wished to spend a little more time with her.

On the other side of the phone, Mo Zhen speechlessly stared at his cell phone.

Sometimes, he couldn't understand what was going through his son's head.

Mo Yuan thought that the wind was too cold. He carried Han Luo to the bed and put her down gently. He covered her with a thin blanket and then sat beside her. While she was sleeping without a care about the world, he began to read a storybook.

Mo Zhen came to pick them up an hour later. He called his son and told him that he arrived.

Mo Yuan couldn't bear to wake her up. He was thinking of carrying her.

However, Han Luo noticed some movements and sounds and she slowly opened her eyes.

Mo Yuan brushed the hair from her face and asked, "Did I wake you up?"

"Hmm…" Han Luo nodded sleepily.

As he moved his hand away from her, she took his hand and placed it on her cheek.

She felt better after feeling his warmth. She liked his touch.

Mo Yuan stared at her deeply before laying down beside her.

He asked her, "Are you feeling better now?" He was relieved to see her acting normal.

Han Luo had yet to wake up properly and remember what happened before she fell asleep. His question went over her head. She only nodded without understanding.

Mo Yuan's thumb brushed over her lips before he leaned forward and peck on her lips.

Han Luo froze. Her haziness flew away through the window and she instantly recalled that she realized that she was in love with him.

However, she didn't have the time to be embarrassed. She was drowning in the butterfly kisses he was giving her lips.

"Mmm…" Han Luo moaned softly. They changed angles and sought each other's lips again and again.

Mo Yuan was getting addicted to her soft, sweet, jelly like lips. No matter how many times he chewed them, lick them, bite them, or suck them it wasn't enough. The more he tasted, the more his desire for her increased.

After kissing her for a good while, he reluctantly retreated thinking that his father was waiting for them but Han Luo subconsciously moved closer and captured his lips.

Mo Yuan's body turned rigid by her unpredicted action. She was still clumsy with her kissing but she was a fast learner. She was learning from him by trying to copy him.

Mo Yuan couldn't get enough of her cuteness. His body was on fire too. He moved abruptly and pressed her under him. After that, he devoured her lips.

Those butterfly kisses were nothing compared to the kisses he was giving her now.

"Hnn…" Han Luo was breathless by his constant attack. His hands pulled the shawl away that was covering the love bites he gave her. He put his left hand on her right breast and groped it gently.

"Hah!" Han Luo gasped in surprise.

He took this opportunity to enter her mouth and played with her tongue. Their soft, warm tongues intertwined together.

He sucked away her breath, her saliva; if he could, he would gobble her up with his intensive and fierce kisses.

The violent storm died when Mo Zhen called his son once again. It had been fifteen minutes since he was waiting for them to come but they were nowhere to be seen.

Mo Yuan moved his face away and quietly gazed at the girl underneath him. She was panting heavily and her face was completely turned beet red. Her face was sweaty and her swollen lips were parted as if inviting him to a dangerous adventure.

His eyes darkened. He ignored his father's call and bent forward and captured her lips once again.

"Omnn," Han Luo embraced his body and went along with his kisses.

Her head was fuzzy and she couldn't think straight. She could only think of feeling him kissing and loving him dearly. After all, she fell for her big brother Yuan.

However, they couldn't continue any further because of Mo Zhen's persistent call.

Han Luo had no strength left after being attacked by the stormy kisses. She stayed on the bed powerlessly.

Mo Yuan gave her one last kiss before answering the call.

Mo Zhen didn't let him speak. He asked, "What on earth are you doing? Hurry up and come. I'm tired and hungry."

"You should have had your dinner before coming to get us," Mo Yuan replied grumpily. "Give us ten more minutes."

After he hung up on his father, Mo Zhen wanted to shout, "What were you doing before that?"

Mo Yuan brushed his lips all over her face and said in a husky voice, "Dad came. We have to go now."

Han Luo nodded. She got up with his help. She went to the washroom and washed her face. Seeing her bruised lips and kiss marks on her neck, collarbones, and chest, her cool face once again heated up.

She screamed internally, 'Ahhh! Why did I seek his lips and kiss him? Even big brother Yuan was startled by my action? What will he think of me now?'