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?"

one kiss." He lightly pursed his lips with a cold and serious expression before speaking with conviction. "It's a disadvantage for me. After all, I'm so handsome, right? What did you say I

him a hesitant look, he thought I was against the idea, so he

darling, darling, darling,

him, "How many kisses can I get? Why

happily. "What am I

and kissed me. His breath was filled with the strong smell of alcohol, and he finally released me after a long while. "Such a

that I had taken advantage of him, my consciousness became even

"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

had a picturesque face

was like a perfect poster,

I was growing more and

always feel like I can't get enough of you. What kind of sorcery do

his

stared at

could look straight

disguise your lasciviousness

my illusion as

frowned. "I'm not

raised an

only addicted

got up and wanted to leave, and I followed him, complaining softly, "You've changed. You're even

around, he asked,

you speak such hurtful

man chuckled softly. "I'm

against his collarbone, saying, "I really can't get enough of you. I love you so much. Not a moment in my life had I thought I've gotten enough of you, and I miss you so

at me, he

think my

remained silent, which was quite

room, but as soon as he reached

the initial shock, he immediately

I wasn't lying.

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

surprised that I didn't

"Why aren't you fussing?"

I'll say

his mistake and ask, "Did I say something wrong

that

and said, "I