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Chapter 342 As soon as Xanthea crashed into Orion's embrace, she caught a whiff of a familiar, fresh, and elegant fragrance.
Looking down, she saw a bouquet of vibrant purple irises beneath his large coat. She looked at him, astonished and delighted. "Its inses!" Her amber eyes sparkled like the brightest stars in the sky, mesmerizingly beautiful.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOnion's dark eyes deepened, and he couldn't resist brushing his lips against her forehead. "Do you like them, sweetheart?" 1 love them, absolutely love them!" Xanthea wrapped her arms around his neck, cuddling up to him like a fluffy little red fox nuzzling its owner, cooing and snuggling affectionately. Her soft, sweet destures ignited a burning desire within him, and he pulled her closer, ready to kiss her.
But just as he leaned in, she playfully lifted the bouquet between them, and his kiss landed on the petals instead. But his smitten gaze not fading in the slightest.
"Haha!" Xanthea giggled him mischievously, "Orion, were you aiming to devour the flowers?" Onion looked up at the radiant girl under the moonlight, her smile as bright as the flowers she held. He replied in a long, meaningful tone, 1 indeed wanted to devour the flower" "You cant!" She clutched the flowers protectively, but his hand found her sensitive waist and began to tickle her "Stop, stop, it tickles! Please" Her delightful laughter rang out, crisp and carefree, floating through the garden. Realizing they were sneaking around in the garden late at night and might wake her family, she quickly clamped her mouth shut, biting her lip to stifle her laughter.
"Stop-stop tickling. Orion, I give up, I give up." Orion narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing in his dark gaze. "Will you letdevour it now?" "Yes, yes!" She surrendered, offering the flowers to him, but he suddenly leaned over them and kissed her forehead, “it's you, my flower, I want to devour you.
"You pervert!" Xanthea lightly hit him, but he pulled both her and the flowers tightly into his embrace.
The strong, steady beat of his heart reverberated through his firm chest, slowly turning her cheeks pink. A deep sigh escaped him, "Whether you like it or not, you can't escape.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"You're mine. This lifetime, you can only be 'devoured' by me." Though his words were like those of a crazed fanatic, they made Xanthea blush and her heart race.
"Are you so confident about that? What if I fall for someone else someday?" Before she could finish her sentence, Orion's grip tightened, his eyes burning with a fierce flame, "Then, I'll have to 'devour' you now." Seeing his cold, ruthless look, as if he might actually swallow her whole, she shook her head frantically, "I was just kidding, just kidding!" "It's too late" "hahaha, Orion, no." A stray cat's call suddenly echoed, making Xanthea quickly cover Orion's mouth, frozen in place. After a moment, when there were no signs of anyone coming, she breathed a sigh of relief and let go. "That scared me. I thought someone was coming." "Shall we go to the lakeside?" Orion's voice was hoarse, his dark eyes glittering with temptation. "No one will find us there." "Mr. Lockwood, what are you suggesting?" Xanthea teased, tugging at his earlobe, "Sneaking into houses in the middle of the night to kidnap an innocent girl, what are your intentions?" Onion caught her wrist, kissing it tenderly, his voice thick with desire. "What do you think?" "Hahaha, stop kissing, my hand is ticklish too."
"And the irises, why did you givea The purple bouquet of inses news, I miss irises symbolize you. Do you have good news? Or do you miss me?" "Both" "Both? What's the good news?" 15:31 "Cwithto the lakeside, and I'll tell you" "In your dreams, you Sly Fox."
Xanthea teased, only to see him pull out a document from behind his back. "What's this?" "Good news! "Really?"
Xanthea took it skeptically, thinking he was teasing her, but it turned out there really was good news.