He was entirely oblivious and unaware of the many astonished eyes, now intently gawking at them in utter shock and pure bewilderment. Their sudden, heated, passionate, very public kiss caused quite a stir and much drama. Nevertheless, thoroughly distracted was Ye Hua because for him, similar to a buoy for a drowning man in the stormy, turbulent sea, holding Bai Qian felt like his safe place. His refuge. Home.
The softness of her luscious lips was a sanctuary, and the sweet flavor of her delicious mouth was his most desired haven. During their 94,608,000 seconds of painful separation, it was her kiss, her embrace, her touch that he’d longed and yearned for endlessly. For Ye Hua, it felt as if he was finally where he belonged. Home.
With the shocked gasps, gossiping, and chattering of the other guests in attendance for the Eastern Water King’s banquet, Ye Hua heard nothing. Not a single audible sound. Because of the thundering racket in his tumultuous chest, rapidly pounding from his accelerated heartbeat was utterly deafening.
At that very moment. In that very instant, everything else in the world ceased to matter but her. Not much had changed considering it was always just her from the start. They were the prime focal point and center of mass attention but Ye Hua didn’t care. Not in the slightest. Had Bai Qian allowed him to take her without a second’s hesitation, he would have done so in the spot where they stood. The sensual warmth from her tantalizing female body pressed into his most seductively was an indescribable ecstasy that almost brought tears to his eyes.
Her unexpected behavior caused his shaking, and weakened knees to buckle even further. Bai Qian tried to end their passionate stance, but Ye Hua immediately wrapped his arms around her waist and held her fast to him. In front of so many watchful eyes, she didn’t have a choice but to return his urgent kiss with the same level of desire.
In the end, it was he who pulled away first. The only reason being, that Ye Hua was entirely winded and lightheaded. The sensuous feel of Bai Qian’s pillowy lips pressed against his knocked the air out of him and left him gasping for breath.
Entirely engrossed in character for her role and with what appeared like a real glimmer of affection in her eyes, Bai Qian asked in a tone of voice full of flirtatious enthusiasm, “Crown Prince Ye Hua, do you believe in love at first sight?”
Ye Hua’s short reply was due to his lack of breath, “I do.”
“Do you believe in fate?” Coquettishly batting her long, thick eyelashes, Bai Qian purred in the most sultry voice he’d ever heard in his life.
The sheer mastery and degree of her convincing performance confused him, even though Ye Hua knew she was acting so he just responded, “I do.”
One bright flash of her bewitching nine-tailed fox smile nearly blinded him when she gushed euphorically, “They say our marriage is destined and I’m starting to believe the rumors to be true.”
Along with a piercing gaze that bore through him, Bai Qian reached for his face and stroked it tenderly before saying, “This comment may sound absurdly outlandish considering we’ve only just met, and it’s not my nature to be so forward. However strangely when I look into your eyes, I don’t see a stranger rather I see another life. I believe you and I may have been lovers in a past life. How do you feel about repeating history with me?”
To be continued…