Chapter 827
Extra 4
Chapter 827 Extra Four
They were so close that he could clearly smell the faint, sweet fragrance emanating from her that haunted his dreams, and that he could touch her lips, which he had imagined countless times, with just a slight tilt of his head.
This idea spread like wildfire, instantly engulfing all his thoughts and growing wildly.
The cage in my heart creaked under the weight of the burden, and the ferocious beast roared as it was about to break free.
His breathing became heavy, and a scarlet light struggled and flickered deep within his eyes.
Just as his rationality was stretched to its limit and was about to snap, Bai Wanwan suddenly stood on tiptoe.
A warm, fruity scent gently brushed against his sensitive earlobe.
Her hushed voice, like a feather tickling his heart, or the most deadly curse, clearly pierced his ears:
"Think about it carefully, Roger. All these years, you've been hanging around me, giving me things, helping me raise my kids... what exactly do you want?"
"boom!"
It felt as if a thunderclap exploded in my mind, or as if a dazzling firework burst forth in an instant.
Her presence enveloped him, and her gentle words were more impactful than any sharp blade.
His blood seemed to rush to his head, only to freeze in the next second. His senses were numbed by the extreme pleasure and extreme fear.
That warm breath, carrying her words, was like the softest yet sharpest feather, brushing against his earlobe and reaching the deepest, most trembling part of his soul.
"Think about it carefully, Roger. All these years, you've been hanging around me, giving me things, helping me raise my kids... what exactly do you want?"
Not only did she know, but she also chose this method, on this night, alone, to come and confront him...
No, this is not a question.
If she disliked him, she wouldn't allow him to keep appearing around her, much less come to question him alone...
Upon realizing this, a near-devastating, dizzying joy, like the first light of dawn, suddenly tore through the thick, endless gloom in his heart.
Could that tiny, unattainable hope in my heart ever be realized?
His breathing became heavy.
After Bai Wanwan finished speaking, she slowly increased the distance between herself and him.
Roger's mind was a jumble of thoughts, like snowflakes in a storm, but his body's instincts beat him to everything.
He suddenly raised his arm, with a resolute determination to risk everything, and carefully wrapped it around her waist in a protective and possessive manner, pulling her completely into his embrace.
"Wanwan...don't go!"
His voice was so hoarse, like the grinding of sand, each word requiring immense effort and pouring out his entire soul.
He was gambling, gambling that the faint hope he had deciphered was not an illusion, gambling that his current offense would not push her away completely.
His heart was pounding like a thousand horses galloping, almost shattering his eardrums.
His body was taut as iron, but the muscles in his arms remained deliberately relaxed.
He roared to himself: if she showed even the slightest resistance, he would let go immediately.
No hesitation! We absolutely cannot scare her!
however……
She didn't. Her delicate body, held in his arms, first flinched almost imperceptibly, then relaxed.
There was no struggle, no resistance, not even a word.
She stood there quietly, letting him hold her.
She really didn't refuse the hug he had taken all his courage to give her!
This realization was like the most intense sunlight, instantly illuminating every dusty corner of his soul.
A tremendous, overwhelming joy surged forth like a tsunami, washing over his entire body, making every cell tremble, cheer, and sing wildly!
His blood was boiling, his fingertips were tingling, and that warm, real, and fulfilling touch was a gift he wouldn't even dare to hope for in his most beautiful dreams.
He turned his neck in disbelief, lowered his gaze, and looked at the face so close to his, the face that had haunted his dreams for countless days and nights.
The moonlight and the dim light inside the room intertwined on her face, outlining a profile that captivated him.
Her eyes remained clear as ever, calmly looking back at him. There was no surprise, no anger, no mockery in them, only patient waiting.
After the immense euphoria, a sense of even greater anxiety and uncertainty arose.
"Wanwan...I...I told you, so will you...agree?"
His brown eyes churned with emotions that seemed to overflow, and every word seemed to be squeezed directly from his wildly beating heart.
Bai Wanwan watched as he finally understood, yet remained as nervous as if awaiting final judgment. A faint, subtle tenderness, unnoticed even by herself, flickered deep in her eyes.
The corners of her lips curved slightly, a faint smile, yet it was like a spring breeze melting the last bit of ice.
"That depends on what you want," she said, a barely audible hint of teasing in her voice that eased the overly heavy atmosphere. "If you want to grow wings and fly, I can't do that."
These almost joking words were like a key, completely unlocking the last shackle in Roger's heart.
Hope is no longer a faint glimmer, but has become a tangible reality!
He grinned, revealing a smile that was almost silly, completely different from his usual gloomy and silent demeanor. The smile brightened his entire face and even made his deep brown eyes ripple with brilliance.
His arms, which had just been loosely embracing her, could no longer contain the surging emotions within him. He instinctively tightened his grip, pressing her even closer to his burning chest, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.
His breathing instantly became heavy, his hot breath brushing against her bangs. Every word seemed to be extracted from the hottest lava in the depths of his soul, carrying a burning devotion and longing:
“I don’t want anything…” He stared intently into her eyes, not missing a single subtle expression. “I only want you, okay? Wanwan.”
The night was quiet and still.
Inside the simple stone house, only his heart pounded like a drum, and the intertwined, gradually synchronized breathing of the two of them.
He was waiting, waiting for her answer, waiting for the final verdict of fate, or... a blessing.
Bai Wanwan looked up at him, who was clearly so anxious that his soul was about to leave his body, yet he still patiently waited.
Where is even a trace of that obsessive, crazy, and ruthless person from my memories?
Time and hardship can indeed reshape a person into a completely different person.
She raised her hand and gently stroked his cheek.
Roger's eyes grew brighter and brighter. He could sense the change in the female's attitude towards him, but he couldn't feel at ease until the answer was given.
"bend……"
The next second, the female tiptoed closer and kissed him with a sweet scent, silencing all his unspoken words.