One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

She hurriedly moved her body to one side to free a space beside her.

Patting the spot beside her, she smilingly said, “Why don’t you lie down for a respite? It’s good to take forty winks!”

He looked away, startled and awkward. With a slight flush, he slowly got up, removed his suit jacket, and sat sideways on the bed.

Worried that he might find it cramped, she shifted to one side again to give him more space. He was so tall and broad that this super king-size bed actually felt a little cramped.

He lay down and hugged her shoulders naturally.

She did not expect this casual, gentle gesture and, for just a second, yearned greedily for more. She smiled covertly as her head lay gently on his shoulder.

Her heart was melting in this moment of sweetness!

The man threw a glance at her and saw the woman in his arms lying quietly in a rare display of loving affection. Her cheeks were flushed while her lips had a happy smile. He pinched her cheek subconsciously, his face looking inscrutable as if trying to hold in something. “What are you smiling about?”

“Mu Yazhe…”

“Hm?”

Seemingly not wanting to disturb this precious moment of contentment and happiness despite her uneasiness, she asked softly, “Am I… dreaming?”

He was puzzled by her question. “What do you mean?”

Biting her lower lip, she spread her arms and hugged him. “I’m feeling so blessed, really!”

She was not good at acting lovey-dovey, but these were sincere words from the bottom of her heart.

Realizing how this high-and-mighty man had shed his usual persona to treat her with such care made her feel deeply loved and blessed.

He used to be so aloof and proud.

Now, he showed nothing but doting indulgence on her, which made her wonder if this was real. It felt like a dream.

As he watched the little woman in his arms ask this question with such a contented smile, he wondered if she was really this easily satisfied.

She did not know what was on his mind. When she saw that he did not reply, she tugged at his sleeve, only to have him bow his head and seal her lips. This effectively blocked out what she wanted to say further.

It was a sudden and abrupt kiss that gradually turned soft and tender. His mouth tarried on hers, sometimes pecking lightly and carefully, as his tongue gently toured the contours of her lips.

Their breaths entwined, and she could not help sinking into this deep kiss; her arms locked his waist unconsciously.

However, he did not wish to indulge further in this kiss.

He was a man with high vitality. If this continued, he might devour her, which she, with her current, weak constitution, might be unable to withstand. With such a thought, he ended this longing kiss unwillingly.

“Go to sleep!”

He covered her with the quilt, lay down beside her, and hugged her to his chest.

Indeed, she was truly exhausted after a terrifying night. There was hardly any energy left in her, and pretty soon, she fell into a deep sleep.

He opened his eyes when he knew that she had dozed off. After getting off the bed lightly for fear of rousing her, he again tugged the quilt carefully over her.

He stayed awhile by her side until he confirmed that she was truly asleep before he stood up. He was at ease, finally. Picking up his suit jacket with one hand, he left the room.