Fated to Love You Again (Shawn and Norah)

Chapter 96 Norah, Are You So Reluctant?

As soon as she finished speaking, Shawn had already leaned down and kissed her lips directly.

This time, he was slow and gentle.

He was completely different from the irritable, furious, and domineering man last time.

Norah blinked and indulged in his tenderness that she almost forgot to push him away.

After recovering her composure, she immediately stretched out her hand, trying to push him away.

However, as soon as she stretched out her hand, Shawn already grabbed her wrist. His movements were also extremely gentle, as if he's a decent gentleman who had no flaws.

In this way, after a few back and forth, she was defeated.

In the end, all she could do was grit her teeth so that he couldn't break in.

Shawn knew her mind. He smiled. In the dark night, his pair of amorous eyes were particularly attractive.

He was neither angry nor irritated. He was still patient and kissed her tenderly, as if waiting for Norah to take the initiative to disarm and surrender.

Suddenly, Shawn lowered his head. He leaned over and approached Norah's auricle. He blew softly and said with a charming smile, "Norah, you can't wait to untie my clothes."

The voice and the breath charmed her.

When Norah heard this, her whole body couldn't help trembling. She almost lost control.

Hearing that she had untied her clothes, Norah hurriedly lowered her head.

Only then did she realize that the bathrobe on Shawn's body was indeed unbuttoned at some point.

As soon as the bath belt was taken off and the bathrobe was loosened, his abdominal muscles on his chest broke into her eyes immediately. That strong and sexy body quickly made Norah blushed. His wheat color skin was seductive and his eight-pack abs and mermaid lines were sexy.

Norah's face was as red as boiled shrimp.

Although the two had not been together many times, this man had always known how to arouse her emotions, and even more, how to make her shy and emotional.

After recovering her composure, Norah immediately explained, "Don't frame me."

"Your bathrobe was accidentally loosened when we were struggling just now. I didn't make it."

"Who is struggling?" Shawn looked at her with dark eyes.

"It's right that I struggled, but it's because of you..."

Shawn seized the opportunity and sealed her lips with kiss while Norah was speaking.

This time, he wish came true.

Norah regretted it so much that she wanted to kill herself.

She had to admit that tonight Shawn was unbelievably gentle. He guided Norah step by step, and took prior consideration for Norah's feelings.

Norah admitted that she was immersed.

She was immersed in his kiss, and in his deadly tenderness.

Even if she had been angry with him these days, even if she gave him the silent treatment by refusing to sleep with him, even if there were hundreds and thousands of reasons, there was no way to change a thing.

That is, she still loved him.

She loved him deeply.

Ten years. A love spanning ten years occupied her entire youth. How could it be so easy to forget it and deny it!

For many times, she thought if there would be love-forgetting water in the world. If she drank a cup of it, she could really forget him and her ten-year crush.

She was soft-hearted.

But at the critical moment, Norah was still rational.

When his hand continued to go up, Norah shuddered and immediately pushed Shawn away.

She raised her head. Her black eyes were clear, "Have you figured it out? At this moment, what do you really want, me or my body?"

The former was related to love;

The latter had no business with love, just out of instant impulse or desire.

"Do I have to distinguish them so clearly?" Shawn replied.

Norah nodded, "This is very important to me. I must figure it out."

"But for me, they are all the same."

The glint in Norah's eyes gradually dimmed.

Maybe she didn't nourish hope from the beginning, she was not so sad as she thought after hearing it.

"Thank you for answering so honestly."

When Shawn's hand went up, Norah did not resist.

She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling blankly.

Although the room was hot, she could not feel any warmth.

Because her heart was cold, very cold.

Her eyes were so cold that there was no trace of temperature. When Shawn looked at them, he almost thought there was something wrong with her own eyes. Before at this period, she was always so shy that she closed her eyes awkwardly. And she hung her body limply on him, letting him do whatever he wanted. But now, her eyes were too cold.

Just at this glance, Shawn felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold at him water from head to toe.

The very icy water suddenly woke him up.

When he raised his head again, there was no fire and impulsiveness in his eyes.

His heart was also cold.

"Are you so reluctant?" He looked at Norah and said in a heavy voice.

"Em, I'm reluctant."

This time, Norah answered directly and firmly.

Shawn's eyes became even colder, as if there was ice in his eyes.

With his arms still propped on the bed, he looked down at Norah. Their eyes met. The room was extremely quiet, except for the sound of wind and rain outside the window. After a long time, he raised the corners of his lips and sneered, "Okay, I, Shawn, don't want to be a man who forces others. Since you are not willing, I have no interest to get you." "Bravo, you got what you want!"

He finished speaking, got up and walked to the door.

Immediately afterwards, Norah heard that the door was closed with a bang.

He left without saying anything. He just left with furious rage.

The room had been quieter since he left.

Norah hugged the quilt and tried her best to keep her eye close. She told herself not to think too much and forced herself to go to sleep quickly.

When Li Shawn walked out of the room and went down the stairs, he realized a problem.

He was wearing only a bathrobe, with his feet bare and no shoes.

In the past, no matter how angry he was, he had never lost control of his temper. He was so angry at Norah that he just slammed the door and went out.

In the living room on the first floor, Shawn was smoking a cigarette.

Although he was smoking, he didn't concentrate on it. He didn't react he just took one drag until the spark burned his fingers and he felt hurt.

Quickly flicking off the cigarette ash, Shawn took one deep drag, then pulled it out of his mouth and extinguished it directly.

He was so upset now that he was not even in the mood to smoke.

Outside the window, the lightning flashed and the thunder roared, and it kept raining.

Thinking that she was always afraid of lightning and heavy rain, Shawn was soft-hearted again.

Suddenly he was regretted that he shouldn't just come out like this.

With such a heavy rain, would she be scared in such a big, empty and dark room? Was she crying?