My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 1058

"Mm!" I parted my lips and kissed his chin. He had probably just shaved his beard, and the stubble was a bit rough.

But it was alright. I could accept it!

"What are you doing?" He suppressed his emotions, and his voice was hoarse and trembling. I knew that he was not easy to seduce, and furthermore, my actions were strange and ridiculous.

I didn't say anything and continued to kiss him.

"Ouch!" He uttered in a low, restrained voice.

He frowned slightly, but there was no trace of anger in his deep eyes.

"Don't you like it?" I said tentatively.

He frowned and ignored my question. "After tonight, what are we?"

I was stunned and couldn't help but let go of his warm, throbbing manhood that I was grasping.

My movements were too obvious. He suddenly sneered, pushed me away, and pulled the quilt over him.

His tone was low and forbearing. "If it's for today's matter, you don't have to do this."

I knew that he was angry.

I lay down beside him, a little at a loss. Looking at his back, I could not help but ask, "Hendrix, what should I do?"

He spoke with icy coldness. "Arianna, you know very well what I want, but you've always been playing dumb. You don't have to please me for today's matter. You know that I have no reservations when it comes to you. Just tell me what you want. Whatever you want!"

I was stunned. My heart was in a mess.

I moved my body a little, leaned my head on his back, and reached out to hold him.

Noticing my movement, the coldness he emanated faded a little, but he still kept his back to me.

After a moment of silence, I said, "I wasn't trying to please you because of what happened today."

He was still silent. I sighed and said, "Don't sleep with your back to me. You know, I can't fall asleep if you sleep like this!"

His body slightly stiffened, and in a hoarse tone, he uttered, "What do you want from me?"

There seemed to be no anger in his words this time.

"Sleep with me in your arms!" I said a little unscrupulously.

He was shocked, turned over, and lay face to face with me. I had to admit that this man was really handsome. Just a look at his attractive face made me feel that life was worth living...

As our eyes met, there seemed to be no anger in his eyes anymore. Thinking of this, I became bolder and buried my head in his chest.

I said in a muffled voice, "Sleep with me in your arms, or I can't fall asleep!"

This seemed to be the first time in so many years that I behaved so petulantly with him.

But it seemed to be particularly useful. He reached out and held me in his arms, allowing me to rest my head on his arm, and looked at me with a pair of bright eyes.

I couldn't help but blush. I moved my body and said, "I can't sleep if you keep looking at me like that!"

He held my chin and whispered, "Have you ever imagined what our wedding should be like?"

I was stunned. Why did he suddenly talk about a wedding? For a moment, my mind was blank.

After a slight pause, I opened my mouth and said, "It should be like Freya's, where the venue is filled with fresh blooms. It should be on a sunny day, and not during winter. If possible, I want to wear a classic wedding ball gown, with an exquisite tiara on my head. In any case, it should be a breathtaking, timeless wedding!"

After all, it was just an imagination. What's more, he wanted to hear it, so I spoke my mind.

He seemed to be pleased and lowered his head to move close to my ear. He whispered with a smile, "I'll give you a beautiful ceremonial wedding with everything you imagined. All of it..."

He paused a little, and in a hoarse tone, he whispered, "But now, we'll consummate our marriage first!"