My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1456 - Take Responsibility for Your Actions!

Chapter 1456: Take Responsibility for Your Actions!

“Zhihan…” she warbled his name in a daze.

“Yes?” Yin Zhihan responded to her in between a series of passionate kisses.

Lu Ning stared at the crystal chandelier above her head. She felt like a fish, swimming in the clear springs that were Zhihan’s waters. It was an indescribable sensation so foreign as to be alien, yet so natural that she knew it could be nothing else but a return to one’s primal nature. Zhihan showered her kisses, each bearing his gift of love. His arousal made it difficult for him to remain calm…

“Zhihan…” Lu Ning struggled to push him away. While she still bore a shred of rationality, she needed to stop his advances before they committed a mistake either one would come to regret.

“Hmm?” Yin Zhihan looked up questioningly, his gaze conveying his passionate, inviolable love.

“… Who are you? Are you…?”

Yin Zhihan locked eyes with her and nodded. “I am.”

His wet hair clung to his skin in a short, shaggy mess. The dim orange light in the room sketched his sculpted facial features in exquisite detail. Lu Ning felt her bones turn to jelly as she stared up at him. Tracing the outline of his slim but muscular waist was enough to make her drool.

He wanted it; she wanted it too. What was there to resist if both of their desires pointed in the same direction?

In the face of such an excellent specimen of the opposite sex, Lu Ning felt her ego as a mature woman thrust into the spotlight.

“Are you afraid?” He asked in a low voice.

Lu Ning’s beautiful eyes twinkled uncertainly. She did not understand what Zhihan was trying to say. “Huh?”

“My identity is dangerous. Having learnt who I am, are you afraid of standing with me?”

A smile tugged at her lips. With a calm and self-assured air, Lu Ning shook her head and said, “I’m not afraid. All we had was a… one-night stand. I wanted to be with you, and you, with me. Neither of us needs to be held accountable for anything more than that. I would rather not burden you with more responsibilities than what is already on your plate…”

Yin Zhihan’s eyes narrowed, his brows arched, as he listened to Lu Ning. “I see. So one night isn’t enough for you, is it? That can be easily resolved.”

He straightened his back.

Lu Ning chewed on her lower lip. The transformation of a girl into womanhood is not something easily forgotten, and just like that, she was no longer the stainless lily she had been earlier.

“Zhihan…!” She hugged his neck breathlessly as she groaned in pain.

His throat was parched by the intense heat coiling around them, and soon, everything around him was suffused in a red haze. “Baby! Oh…” he hugged her, growling sweet nothings in her ear.

So men could make those kinds of sounds too. It was a fascinatingly novel experience for Lu Ning.

“Does it hurt?”

Lu Ning moaned. “Yes… It hurts…”

“Don’t worry. You’ll get used to it soon.”

…

Twenty minutes later, Lu Ning was on cloud nine, drunk in the ecstasy of their union. She and Zhihan were drenched in sweat, but neither of them seemed to notice.

Lu Ning had no strength left in her body after their fiery love-making. Meanwhile, Yin Zhihan was as right as rain. How was that fair? She could not help but wonder. Holding her close, Yin Zhihan relished in the warm afterglow of their passionate encounter. It was his first time too, and the experience had been nothing short of amazing.

Gently, he planted kiss after kiss on her forehead, drunk on the swirling cocktail of hormones and emotions. Lu Ning lazily peeked through her half-lidded eyes. “Humph! Zhihan, you better take responsibility for what you’ve done to me.”

Yin Zhihan titled his head to one side, muttering an answer that sounded quizzical and unsure. “Yes?”

“You don’t want to take responsibility for your actions now, do you? Is that how you want to play this game?” Lu Ning hissed angrily like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. In her mounting fury, she dug her nails into his muscular arm and pinched. Hard.

Yin Zhihan found it quite amusing. Earlier, Lu Ning had said she was only sleeping with him and nothing more. Therefore, there was no need for him to take responsibility for whatever they each did. Yet, here she was now holding him accountable. Had he not known better, he would have thought all women were as fickle as Lu Ning.

“That was my first time; you can’t just take what is mine and run along scot-free! I’m not free real estate. If you don’t take responsibility for me, I won’t forgive you. My father and my two older brothers won’t let you go either!” Lu Ning scolded without much heat. It was hard taking her seriously, what with the way she put a host of crimson begonias to shame.

Yin Zhihan pressed her into his arms. Using his index finger, he flicked her nose teasingly. “You little thing. I’ve always wanted to take care of you. It was a responsibility I wanted the honour of having, but one you never allowed.”

“Who said that?” Lu Ning leaned into his embrace, drawing circles against his chest.

“Don’t you remember the time you were 17 and thought you were pregnant? I said I would take responsibility back then, but you scolded me and said you hated me! Later, when I said I wanted to marry you and make you the wife of this handsome daredevil of a President, you said I didn’t care about you and even pushed me away! I’ve been chasing you all these years, but you’ve always been the one pushing me away.”