True Love Waits

Chapter 737 A Night In The Reed Field

The narrow village path was shrouded in darkness. After walking for a long time without a single street lamp in sight, Blair felt that something was wrong. "Wait, which direction are we walking in?" It was too dark and she couldn't tell the direction.

Wesley said honestly, "West."

"What? But Grandpa told us not to go west!" Frightened, Blair stopped in her tracks at once.

Wesley smiled, "It'll be an adventure."

"No way! Even the elders of the village don't go exploring into the deep western mountains. I'm not going any further than this!" Blair gripped his hand tightly in fear.

"I'm with you. Don't be afraid. Even ghosts won't get close to you while I am here. You won't see anything you don't want to."

The very mention of ghosts made her jump in fright. She was more scared now than before.

"Noooo, I'm not going that way. I want to go home now!" She shook her head, turning around to go back.

Wesley locked her in his arms. "Don't run away."

"It's pitch-dark here, and we're not familiar with the village. We'll get lost," she pleaded anxiously.

They had seen a few houses scattered along the path a couple of minutes ago, but now, there were no signs of any inhabitants. They had reached a reed field now.

A gush of wind blew over the reeds. The rustling of leaves sounded ominous in the dark, silent night.

Wesley held her tight and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry. I won't go any further ahead."

"Then, let's go back to the house." She closed her eyes, not daring to look around the empty field.

He pecked a kiss on her lips and said seductively, "Honey..."

His voice sounded hoarse, full of lust. Blair had a bad feeling about where this was going. "W-what... What do you want now?"

"We have never done it on a field..." During a mission, he had once hidden himself in a field of reeds like this and had thought of Blair. The idea of having sex with her in a reed field had crossed his mind at the time. But he had shaken off the pretty picture at once since it wasn't possible then. Now that he was here, in a field of reeds, with the woman he had missed so much, how could he miss such a rare opportunity?

Blair was taken aback by his words. "Wesley, I'm warning you. You- Mmph!"

on hers. Breaking the passionate kiss,

with their moans of pleasure. Blair didn't think that Wesley

I quit smoking again." His

nothing to do with me..."

"Let's make a baby."

say no to that? Did she want

gave her the chance

do you like this place? It's beautiful, isn't it? Open your eyes. The

stars were twinkling in the night sky, like diamonds. The stars-the sky itself was different in the countryside. It was breathtaking. Fortunately for Blair, Wesley could

his arms, Wesley asked, "Is your

not!" She shook her head vigorously. 'You horny asshole! You still want more?' she

nowhere enough. What should I do?" he complained,

dark eyes. "Please, no. Somebody might pass by

place. We won't get another chance once we're back home," he said, sounding

want to go back to my grandparents'!" She clutched at the corner of his clothes, trying

broadly. "Will you come back to

going back!" she refused in an

"Okay, good."

"What?" Blair asked, confused.

"Well, I don't want to go back home

stared

was still sleeping soundly in her bed. She began to wake up, feeling short of air. As

look in his eyes. "Honey, we should go help with the harvesting of the vegetables in the plot. You want to sleep more or are you coming with me?" 'Harvest?' She was still half asleep. 'Oh, right! It's time to harvest the crops that Grandpa has

"Almost ten."

The quilt slipped off her shoulders, exposing her naked body. She felt cold and lowered her head to look.

the culprit beside her. Instead of feeling sorry,

gathered the quilt to cover herself. She stretched out one of

fondled it gently. "So soft... This feels really good." His only regret was that her feet

felt a pang of guilt. She wouldn't have suffered so much pain if it

her

"I'll help you

kid. I can get dressed by myself." She lay down in the bed again, waiting for him to

suitcase