Chapter 119 Rose
The mechanical roses filling the room seemed to truly breathe, lifelike and vibrant, each blooming brilliantly, just like the radiant mood they evoked.

Jiang Mian's heart softened slightly, and she couldn't help but smile gently. She leaned forward slightly and took the mechanical rose he offered with both hands. Her waist-length black hair slid down her back and into the air. She accepted this romance that belonged only to the mechanic.

"Thank you, Rong Fei." Jiang Mian's eyebrows curved slightly.

Rong Fei gently took one of her hands, and with his other hand took out a ring, slowly placing it on her ring finger.

He gently lifted his thin eyelids, his silver eyes incredibly warm, his fingers lightly caressing her fingers and the ring, the two intertwining in a soft and tender caress.

Rong Fei looked at her quietly, his light-colored lips moving slightly: "This ring is considered a wedding ring. Mianmian can do with it as she pleases, but today you should wear it properly."

As he spoke, he stood up, and at the same time, his slender fingers slipped between her fingers, their ten fingers intertwined.

"Why are you wearing it on your hand today?" Jiang Mian raised her eyebrows slightly.

Rong Fei chuckled softly, his intertwined fingers leading her hand to his own lips. He gently kissed her finger adorned with a ring, his long eyelashes half-lowered, a dark desire flickering in his eyes. His voice was gentle and slightly husky: "Because I just put it on the baby's finger, I would be heartbroken if the baby took it off today."

His lips kissed the cool ring and her finger, his pale lips slowly turning red from the gentle touch, adding a mottled rosy hue, but his voice remained gentle and doting, "But I know that baby usually has to make medicine, and it's inconvenient for her to wear a ring, so I'll just let baby wear it all day, as if she likes it very much. Tomorrow I'll take it off and pretend I didn't notice."

Jiang Mian chuckled upon hearing this, her eyebrows twitching slightly: "I know."

She felt a slight itch on her fingers where they had been kissed, and couldn't help but curl them up slightly.

"Mianmian, do you know why the first mechanical rose I gave you was only one, but now it's a whole bouquet?" Rong Fei's lips left her fingers, naturally noticing the girl's trembling fingers. He looked down at Jiang Mian, his silver eyes filled with passionate, possessive desire. His other hand gently ran through her hair and touched the back of her neck. He leaned closer to Jiang Mian and spoke softly again, "Do you know why?"

Their cheeks were very close, and their soft, slightly rapid breaths fell on the fine hairs on Jiang Mian's face, causing a slight tickle.

"Why?" Jiang Mian's heart also raced.

“Because back then I was afraid you would find out that I had ulterior motives towards you, so I only gave you one rose.” Rong Fei said gently and huskyly, “Now that I can have those ulterior motives towards you, I’m giving you a whole bunch of roses to express my love.”

"I... I haven't given my permission yet." Jiang Mian naturally understood what he meant.

Rong Fei chuckled softly, his voice low and restrained: "Mianmian, shall we kiss?"

Jiang Mian's cheeks flushed slightly. In fact, Rong Fei was really gentle. Since she transmigrated, he was the person she felt most comfortable with, and she really enjoyed being with him.

She naturally had feelings for him.

“Okay…” Jiang Mian’s long eyelashes trembled slightly and drooped, and she responded softly.

A hint of pleasure flashed in Rong Fei's silver eyes. He could no longer resist pressing the back of her head, his slender fingers digging into her hair. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, his breath slightly heavy, his voice gentle and sticky: "Baby, I love you."

The mechanical rose fell to the ground, and she gently hooked her arms around his neck, tilting her head slightly to receive his increasingly hot and burning kiss.

Rong Fei placed his other hand on the girl's lower back, pulling her closer to him. Her long silver hair fell down, nestling between Jiang Mian's black hair and neck, with some strands of silver hair lightly brushing against her neck, bringing a slightly cool, tingling sensation.

He kissed her as he put his arm around her waist and led her into the inner room to the bed.

Rong Fei sat on the bed, and Jiang Mian sat on one of his laps.

He kissed her until he was breathless and extremely short of breath, then he pulled away from her lips and kissed her lips again lightly, giving Jiang Mian a brief moment to breathe.

Then he gently kissed her eyebrows and eyes, lightly sucking on the beauty mark at the corner of her eye, so gently that he licked the beauty mark until it turned red.

Jiang Mian's dark eyes welled up with tears.

Her slightly rapid breathing had just calmed down when her soft lips pressed against his again, and they kissed. The enormous lizard's tail wrapped around Jiang Mian's leg.

His large hand covered the back of her hand, then pulled her hand down onto his lizard tail, where it felt slightly warm.

He continued to kiss her tirelessly, and when she caught her breath, he would kiss other parts of her body, biting her ear, taking her chin into his mouth, and biting her neck.

Once her breathing had calmed down, he kissed her again and continued kissing her.

Jiang Mian's dark eyes turned red, her lips were swollen and red, and her cheeks were flushed.

Jiang Mian felt her lips go numb from the kiss.

Rong Fei's eyes were filled with even deeper emotion. His already fair skin was made all the more noticeable by the blush. His fingertips were slightly red as he placed his palm on Jiang Mian's right cheek, tracing the beautiful jawline with his other fingers. His slightly red thumb gently pressed against the girl's swollen lips, and he gently stroked them: "It's only been a short while, and you've already been bullied so much. Tonight is still so long. I really feel sorry for you, baby."

He said he felt sorry for her, but he kissed her lips until they were even redder.

Jiang Mian's fingertips tingled slightly, and her heart raced. She felt that Rong Fei was different from usual, with a kind of leisurely, teasing, and wicked charm.

She rested her head weakly on his neck and softly said, "Rong Fei, can we not kiss anymore?"

She felt a slight numbness and pain in her lips.

"How about kissing other places, baby?" Rong Fei kissed her collarbone and then moved down.

A chaotic, scorching night.

Jiang Mian lay on the bed, the light flickering and slightly dazzling.

"This area is swollen from kissing too..."

……

The entrance to the small building.

Zhao Ci stood at the door with the gift box in his hand, letting the cool breeze blow through the air all night.

If they're not going home, where did they go?

He knew where she had gone, and it was precisely because he knew that he stood at the door all night in the cool breeze.

Zhao Ci thought that since he had returned early, he wouldn't be like Li Yan before him.

But to my surprise, it was intercepted.

Zhao Ci's cold and beautiful face seemed to blend into the thick darkness of the night.

His fingers gripped the gift box tightly, as if he wanted to throw it away, but he didn't.

Zhao Ci placed the gift box on Jiang Mian's bed in his room.

Then the figure, enveloped in a chill, returned to the house.

(End of this chapter)

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