Ye Chen smiled, rolled over, and pressed himself against Nami again. They tangled together until the room finally fell quiet. He lit a cigarette and gave her pale backside an affectionate pat. "You were the one who insisted on staying in my room last night."
Nami's cheeks were flushed, not with embarrassment, but with happiness. She looked almost drunk, and there was a captivating allure about her that hadn't been there before.
Her fresh, full face, her shapely hips, her graceful curves... Nami was beautiful beyond criticism, as though the heavens had made her with special care.
She was like an enchanting sprite. At times fiery, at times willful, at times innocent... No word used to praise a woman's beauty would have been too much for her.
A sweet, satisfied smile rested on Nami's face as she lay lazily against Ye Chen, her eyes half-closed. She didn't want to say or do anything. She only wanted to savor the passion they had just shared, so wild it had nearly taken her breath away. It had left her feeling as though she were floating among the clouds.
"This is what love should be like!" After some time, Nami wrapped her arms tightly around Ye Chen, as though afraid he might suddenly run off.
Ye Chen lightly tapped her nose. "What are you talking about?"
Nami gave an unhappy huff. "I mean Lola and Blackbeard. They don't truly love each other. There won't be any happiness in a marriage like that. It might even end in tragedy!"
Ye Chen nodded in agreement. "Of course. I don't know Lola, but I know Blackbeard all too well. He's calculating and will stop at nothing to get what he wants. He must have some ulterior motive for marrying her!"
"Poor Lola."
Nami shook her head