True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 1592

Ernest tasted the salty tears on Leah's face. He was confused and his body stiffened as he immediately lowered his head to look at Leah.

Leah's eyes glistened with tears, a stark contrast to her pink- tinted face, making it exceptionally distinct.

Ernest frowned instinctively and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Did I go too far?"

Leah immediately shook her head, afraid that Ernest might misunderstand her. He shook his head again and said, "No, no, these are just tears of joy, you know?"

Ernest was stunned and laughed again. His slender hands tenderly wiped away the tears from Leah's eyes. His movements were remarkably gentle as if he was taking care of the most beautiful porcelain doll.

He looked at the girl in front of him softly. He thought she was crying because he had kissed her too much!

Turned out she was crying tears of joy. Looking at it, Ernest felt like Leah wasn't one to cry. Last night, not a single tear fell from her eyes despite her sadness, and yet she was crying of joy today.

He really believed that Leah was really one in a million.

After wiping away Leah's tears, he spoke, "Don't cry. Although it's tears of joy, I'm still not used to seeing you cry."

Leah rubbed her eyes and asked him in confusion, "Not used to? Are you worried about me?"

Ernest was shocked, he didn't expect her to guess his thoughts.

She really understood him.

"Yes, I worry about you." Ernest nodded sincerely.

After hearing that, Leah laughed. She looked awfully precious when her eyes curved like the crescent moon.

"Haha, you love me so much. I'm so happy." Leah buried her face in his chest.

Ernest reached out and gently wrapped his hands around her waist. After a small pause, he pulled her closer and held her tightly in his arms.

"Now that I'm your girlfriend, I can hug you openly like this, right?" Leah's muffled voice came from his arms.

Ernest was slightly taken aback as he was just thinking about her question. He was also hesitating before he even dared to hug her tightly.

He didn't expect her to say it so frankly.

Their hearts were connected.

Then, a thought came to his mind.

"Not only that," He whispered in a husky voice and then looked down at Leah.

She just so happened to look up.

Ernest cupped her face and said, "We can kiss, we can cuddle, we can..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but Leah understood what he meant.

He got close to her, leaned in, and kissed her lips passionately.

He kissed Leah relentlessly, taking her breath away.

Even when she was gasping for air and collapsed in his arms, he still refused to let her go, never stopping as his arduous kisses deepened.

Leah was feeling dizzy. When she came back to his senses, Ernest had taken her to her room and laid her on the bed. He pressed down on her and continued to kiss her.

"Ernest," Leah's tone had changed and she admonished with a shocked whisper.

However, her voice was instantly swallowed out by him.

Leah was facing a formidable enemy. His actions were crashing down on her like a wave. Was he going to eat her?

Leah's mind was in disarray. She wasn't able to eat now. She felt like taking a nice bath, she wanted her first time to be mind-bending.

However, she was still a sickly patient, and it greatly affected her experience.

When she thought about it, Leah immediately stretched her hands out and pushed Ernest back, "Ernest, stop, don't do this."

Ernest stopped. He looked down at her with deep eyes. "What's wrong?"

"I'm afraid you'll catch a cold." She said softly and avoided his gaze.

"I'm not afraid." He didn't care. He dived back in, intent on kissing her even more.

No wonder people said kissing was addictive.

It was soft and fragrant, just like she was eating jelly of her favorite flavor.

However, Leah stretched out her hands and covered her mouth to stop him from continuing.