Chapter 107 - 107 Turned Grey-haired 2
Chapter 107 - 107 Turned Grey-haired 2
?Chapter 107: Turned Grey-haired 2 Chapter 107: Turned Grey-haired 2 Unbeknownst to them, the snowflakes grew larger and larger, one after another, hanging on Victoria Garcia’s head like crystal-clear plum blossoms, exuding an elegant charm.
Victoria opened her eyes, and Arnold Johnson’s eyes, gentle as spring water, stared intensely at her.
“Do your wishes include me?”
Victoria chuckled softly before replying, “Saying the wish out loud would make it not come true.”
“Telling me your wish will make it more likely to come true,” Arnold replied seriously.
Victoria teased him, “So, you’re either trying to be helpful or secretly trying to pry into my inner thoughts.”
His handsome features appeared to come alive upon hearing this, and he replied incredulously, “How do you know me so well? I do have that desire. What can I do about it?”
“Chill out.”
After saying those two words, Victoria turned around and headed straight forward.
Arnold immediately followed and pulled her into a spin, her entire body turning along with his rhythm. The spin’s speed raised the hem of her coat, making her look incredibly beautiful.
Just as she thought they would stop, his hand slid around her waist, and they spun again. Snowflakes danced amidst the icy air between them, and she could even smell his scent.
At that moment, Arnold seemed like a prince who dominated her every step. Her movements became lively as he guided her, even the dance-averse Victoria swayed gracefully by his side.
Waltzing in the snow and fireworks, their bodies ignited with passion.
On the opposite shore, the fireworks lit up her face. The delicate, fair-skinned Victoria fluttered her long eyelashes. With a touch of playfulness amidst her enchantment, her rosy lips were intriguing and alluring…
Arnold felt that most of the time, he was a refined gentleman. However, when faced with Victoria, he could only ever be a “hypocrite,” pondering how best to remove her clothes as quickly as possible…
Victoria looked up to see a face more dazzling than the fireworks. His prominent nose and sharp features exuded a hint of coldness, while his narrow eyes radiated a gentle softness. For a moment, Victoria found herself captivated, entirely forgetting where she was and what they were doing.
Arnold’s face neared hers, rubbing against her cheek. His lips couldn’t resist pressing against her brow, her nose, lightly grazing her, inducing a sensation both ticklish and intoxicating like drunkenness.
Victoria couldn’t help but lower her head, while he drew even closer.
Without giving her a chance to escape, he quickly kissed her lips, possessively sucking the sweetness within her mouth, gently biting her lip, coaxing her to surrender.
It seemed as though the whites of her eyes danced amidst the swirling fireworks, the spectacle creating ripples of azure.
Their bodies couldn’t help but embrace each other tighter, their faces so close that not even a single snowflake could slip in between.
The snowfall grew heavier, and countless snowflakes piled on top of them, gradually covering them in white.
However, at that moment, they were oblivious to it all…
A tidal wave of passion surged over them, refined with every successive kiss.
There’s a saying: To love her is to want to drown in her lips.
Arnold thought to himself that whoever came up with that phrase must be very handsome…