Yan Xinxin’s body stiffened, her beautiful eyes suddenly widening. Dıscover more novels at 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦•𝘯𝘦𝘵 What did he say? Falling for... me? Falling for me? Really me? Yan Xinxin’s heartbeat raced like a startled rabbit. In her mind, she recalled Mo Chuxi’s care and protection for her over the past period, as well as his attentiveness to Xi. All of this strongly validated the words of his confession at this moment. If it wasn’t out of love for her, would he really have done so much for her? He even proposed to her in public. More than that, under the watchful eyes of many, he was willing to take responsibility for her miserable experience from five years ago, publicly declaring that he was the biological father of Xi and Chun. With his status and position, finding a woman with a pure background and comparable reputation would be effortless, yet he chose her... Choosing me, is it because he has fallen in love with me? Yan Xinxin’s thoughts were too chaotic, and amidst the confusion, she was awakened by Mo Chuxi’s deep kiss. His gentle exploration, his intense entanglement, carrying a masculine aura and dominance, seemed insatiable. The last rays of the setting sun cast a warm glow upon them, forming a blush-inducing oil painting. Yan Xinxin had thought that Mo Chuxi would be satisfied after kissing her for a while, but he seemed to grow even more attached, hugging her tightly. The rooftop filled with hydrangeas had only one open space. Placed there was a lounge chair, and beside it a creamy white table. On the table was a photo frame, containing a childhood photo of Mo Chuxi and Mu Qianyuan. In the photo, one child was smiling, while the other appeared cold and distant with no trace of a smile, but his gaze held warmth. Unintentionally, Mo Chuxi pulled Yan Xinxin down onto the grass-green plush rug beneath the table. Mo Chuxi’s strong and muscular body pressed on top of her, his kisses showing no intention of stopping. Yan Xinxin’s eyes widened in shock—Mo Chuxi had pushed her to the floor! Though there was a rug underneath, what was he thinking right now? Her heartbeat instantly lost rhythm. Mo Chuxi lifted his handsome face, his thin and sensual lips gently kissing away the tears at the corner of her eyes. He lowered his gaze to look at her bewildered and astonished expression, a soft smile spreading across his lips. He was smiling at her, and it was such a tender, indulgent smile! Yan Xinxin felt like she was going to faint! Yet before she could, Mo Chuxi’s teasing kiss landed on her lips again. Light and fleeting, like a dragonfly skimming the surface. Could it be that he thought I was jealous of Mu Qianyuan, which is why he confessed to me? After confessing, he has to prove his love with actions? Love so deep that he’s expressing it with his body? While grumbling internally, Yan Xinxin felt a cool sensation on her stomach as a gentle breeze passed by. She snapped back to reality, shocked to see Mo Chuxi plant a kiss on her lower abdomen. Yan Xinxin’s face immediately turned red as sunset hues covered her cheeks. "Just saying hello to my little baby, so what I’m about to do next won’t scare her."