My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 686 Cloying

The lighting in the basement was warm and romantic, and the man in front of me was handsome. I held onto his calf with both hands and rested my head on his thigh while murmuring, "My alcohol tolerance has regressed, or maybe it's because of my poor health. I feel dizzy and can't drink with you anymore, Makur."

"It's fine. Just stay here with me."

I nodded lightly and closed my eyes. After a while, Shawn got up and went to the bathroom. When he returned, I climbed onto the sofa and lay where he was sitting.

Opening my eyes, I looked at him and remarked, "You seem to have changed your clothes."

"Yes. I changed into something comfortable."

The clothes he wore seemed loose. He still wore a black watch on his wrist and the same bracelet I had on my wrist.

Moreover, the white short-sleeved shirt looked good on him.

He had naturally fair skin.

So his current appearance seemed exceptionally alluring.

He approached me and sat beside me, placing my head on his lap. I looked up at him from below and touched his cheek, smiling foolishly. "Your features are so sharp. How can you be so handsome? Your skin is so delicate, your Adam's apple is prominent, and your collarbone... Have you seen a trending description on the internet saying that someone's collarbone is so defined that they could raise fish in the crevice?"

Shawn was at a loss for words.

I continued with heartfelt praise, "My husband is so handsome."

Only then did Shawn react and ask, "Am I handsome?"

"Yes, very handsome. You're like the main character in dramas, perfectly flawless without any imperfections. You make me want to kiss you."

His voice deepened as he asked, "Are you drunk?"

"I'm not drunk. I can still talk to you."

Hearing that, Shawn pointed out firmly, "You must be drunk."

"Fine. I'm drunk."

We conversed as though we were interviewing each other.

His long, fair fingers gently caressed my cheek, and I instinctively leaned in to kiss him. However, he quickly moved his hand to my forehead.

I frowned and demanded, "Let me kiss you."

He pretended to hesitate and said, "I'm not that kind of man. If you want to kiss me, we have to make a deal."

I asked with interest, "What kind of deal?"

serious expression before speaking with conviction. "It's a disadvantage for me. After all, I'm so handsome, right? What did you say I was just

against the idea, so he compromised, "Just call me once will

darling, darling, darling,

times until I got tired and asked him, "How many kisses can I get? Why are you

am I to do with

he picked me up and kissed me. His breath was filled with the strong smell of alcohol, and he finally released me after a

I had taken advantage of him, my

"Baby, you're so sexy."

...

Shawn's arms. He was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed. I sat up from his arms and patted my cheeks, then turned my head

a picturesque face and looked absolutely

a perfect poster, naturally

was growing more

muttered, "We've been together for two years, but I always feel like I can't get enough of you. What kind

opened his eyes which were filled with

at me

he could look

can disguise your lasciviousness with implicit

broke my illusion as soon as he

"I'm not

raised an eyebrow.

but I'm only addicted to your

and wanted to leave, and I followed him, complaining softly, "You've changed. You're even starting to mock me now. This is not how you used

around, he asked,

you speak

man

rubbed my cheek against his collarbone, saying, "I really can't get enough of you. I love you so much. Not a

me, he commented,

my sweet words

silent, which

room, but as soon as he reached out to undress me, I quickly

initial

I wasn't lying.

into the bathroom. When he came out, he was completely

that I

"Why aren't you fussing?"

afraid I'll say

then did Shawn realize his mistake and

that my

nodded and said, "I enjoyed