One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

His seductive voice could be heard once more. “Call my name! I like to hear your voice.”

“No…”

She panted and sobbed, refusing to cooperate, yet, in this situation, the man still had a way to make her open her mouth. In the end, she could not hold off and let out a mournful cry…

Mu Yazhe!

“Do you know me?”

“Yes… I know you!”

“What’s my name?”

“Mu Yazhe… Mu Yazhe…” she sobbed uncontrollably.

The man bowed and covered her lips passionately.

It was so sweet!

The red wine’s faint fragrance escaped from between her teeth and captivated him; his kiss grew deeper and more passionate as he immersed himself in her seductive lips.

It might be because of the alcohol in her system, or she might also be feeling aroused; in any case, she did not reject his advances and, in fact, timidly followed the tempo set by the tip of his tongue.

Her soft flaps drew across his lips and suckled on his tongue.

Her shivering, small lips licked and moved lightly over his. For a while, he was under the illusion that he was holding an adorable kitten, which was expressing its delight by licking his lips!

Compared to a wild passionate kiss, this little action of hers was more riveting! His eyes deepened. If it were not for his scruples, he would perhaps devour her thoroughly in the car.

His actions gradually became light and gentle with her surrender.

…

After their lovemaking session, she quietly folded, like a kitten, in his arms and dozed off in exhaustion.

They had just consummated in the car, but that did not seem to satisfy his appetite.

He was like a young chap who wanted more after his first taste of the forbidden fruit.

The car went all the way to a remote spot; it was to a residence called Scenic Villa Garden, where the environment was steeped in high elegance.

The woman in his arms was still sleeping despite reaching their destination. She might just be feeling embarrassed, so she simply gave up by closing her eyes and not moving at all.

A servant opened the car door and calmly watched him carry her out of it and through the villa’s lavish entryway.

This villa was just recently completed. Its construction was started fifteen years ago.

His mother was sickly at the time, so his grandfather spent a fortune to find a suitable plot of land on the outskirts for her. He intended to build a villa garden in this scenic spot for her recuperation.

His mother, Jiang Yishan, was well-liked by Old Master Mu. This parcel of land, though far from the city, was still expensive because of its scenic environment.

Mu Sheng had even invited a geomancer to check out this place back then. It was a rare location with all the right elements – ideal for recuperation.

Unfortunately, his mother was short-lived and passed on while the construction was still underway.

Her passing was a big blow to Mu Sheng. The project was chucked to the side until Mu Yazhe took over it when he grew up.

The villa was constructed a year ago, but it was not named yet.

The rich were attracted to its picturesque view and uncontested landscape, and it became a prime location in the capital. Looking to own a property here was daunting, as the price of one villa was at an astronomical rate of a few billions.

Mu Sheng was especially fond of the Chinese-style units atop the hill.