The Evolutionary History of the Little White Rabbit - Chapter 014 Further 2

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Her small hands clutched his lapel, half-lying in his arms, her lips slightly parted as she breathed in the suffocating air. His large hands gently patted her back, like a fragile doll. Occasionally, a strand of hair would twirl between his fingers. A gentle breeze swept across the balcony, causing the sheer curtains to flutter and filling the room with an air of intimacy.
He picked up an orange from the fruit plate, carefully peeled it, gently bit off a slice, and fed it into her slightly open little mouth, playfully licking her teeth. He became more and more engrossed in this game, feeding the entire orange into her adorable little mouth in this tempting way.
He lifted his baby up and whispered in her ear in a pitiful yet sexy tone, "Little one, you ate all the oranges with your little mouth, but your brother is thirsty too."
Mo Xin's face, which had just cooled down a little, turned completely red in an instant, like a boiled shrimp.
"Then, I'll peel one for you."
Tian Lei's strong hand pressed down on the small hand that was about to take the orange, and he shook his head slightly, a wicked glint in his wolf eyes.
"Xiao Bao, do you remember the movie we watched the other day?"
That was the first movie she had seen in a theater in 18 years. The excitement and satisfaction she felt that day were still fresh in her memory. How could she forget it? How could she ever forget that wonderful feeling? She nodded firmly.
His lips brushed against her ear, and he spoke wicked words in a gentle voice: "Does my darling remember the ending of the movie? Hmm?"
Looking at the embarrassed little girl who didn't know how to answer, he continued to coax her in her ear: "Back then, I thought this scene was just so beautiful. Baby, right?"
As if knowing she wouldn't answer, and without giving her a chance, he continued to tempt her: "Xinxin, stick out your little tongue, okay?"
He watched expectantly as the little figure struggled with a furrowed brow, even his little lips trembling.
Looking into Tianlei's passionate gaze, Xinxin felt shy, yet also found the scene beautiful. Under his ardent gaze, she subtly extended the tip of her tongue. His cunning tongue immediately enveloped her shy little tongue, giving her no chance to back down.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and turned her slightly. Her smooth, lotus-like arms wrapped around his neck, and his tongue entwined with hers in the air, their glistening saliva like strings of pearls, dancing like threads in the air of passion.
Their tongues sometimes teased and played with each other, and sometimes they were intertwined tightly like conjoined twins. His tongue tip gently touched hers, and then suddenly, like a twisted rope, it tightly wrapped around her entire tongue, as if he wanted to suck it all in.
His eyes were deep and unfathomable, while hers held unspoken words. He spoke of his domineering nature and deep affection, while she exuded her purity and allure. Both of them stared intently, feeling each other's fascination. They exchanged nectar, enacting a scene of lovers' deep and inseparable bond.
As if an eternity had passed, their tongues parted with an air of deep longing. The tips of their tongues lightly touched, whispering tales of their separation.
She leaned on him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and like a pair of mandarin ducks with intertwined necks, savored the lingering afterglow of their breathtaking kiss.
Heaven has truly blessed him with a precious child; he will be the one to meticulously paint a beautiful picture on that blank canvas. She always expresses her feelings directly, and he believes she will grow up to be a warm and affectionate little one. He eagerly anticipates his continued exploration of her.
The summer afternoon was quite dry, and the cicadas in the trees were desperately trying to express their lives. The sound of the guzheng flowing from the villa was like a cool breeze in summer, or a spring in the desert, bringing a touch of liveliness to the restless afternoon.
Tian Lei leaned against the sofa, watching Xin Xin immersed in her own world, and suddenly those four lines of ancient poetry came to mind:
Cloud-like hair flowing in the breeze, green as silk.
The flowers are a beautiful red.
Her eyes were like pools of autumn water.
Peeling spring onions with ten fingers
Her hands, plucking the strings, seemed to be playing on his heart as well. He watched intently, afraid of missing a single beautiful moment.
The captivating sound gripped him tightly, causing his heart to clench. He easily recognized it as the melody of "Wang Ning Mei," which depicted the tragic love story of Bao and Dai. The music was beautiful and moving, and Xin Xin, who played it, was also charming. However, his beloved was not suited to playing such a sorrowful piece; her future life should belong only to happiness.
Looking at Xin Xin, who was lost in her own emotional world, her brows furrowed, he really wanted to reach out and smooth her away. And so he did; he walked behind her and placed his large hands on her shoulders.
Feeling his pressure, she opened her eyes, her wandering thoughts brought back to reality. It was the same melody, but the pressure on his shoulder gave the originally poignant piece a different kind of emotion. At the end of the piece, she repeatedly played the line, "If there were no predestined fate, why did we meet in this life?" This spoke of their destined connection.
After he finished playing, he bent down and rested his head on her left shoulder, his right hand stroking her loose, dark hair, his left arm encircling her alluring neck, silently conveying his feelings and support for her. She felt his message, her soft hands gripping his arm. The two stood in that position for a long, long time.
The cicadas seemed tired and stopped chirping. A gentle breeze danced in the summer air, and the fragrance of jasmine wafted from the garden, filling the room and telling its flower language—steadfast love.

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