Chapter 308 I've Loved You for a Long Time
The kiss was tender and passionate, growing deeper with each moment. His arms tightened around her as if he wanted to merge her into his body.
Willow stared with wide eyes, passively enduring, unable to resist, her whole body soft and trembling uncontrollably. If it weren't for Mitchell holding her, she would have collapsed long ago.
Mitchell seemed insatiable, starting with gentle licks and obvious restraint, gradually becoming more unrestrained.
Willow couldn't catch her breath, her face turning red. Just when she thought she couldn't breathe anymore and was about to faint, Mitchell finally released her lips, ending the long and lingering kiss. However, Mitchell still rested his head on her shoulder, breathing heavily, his hot breath falling on her neck, causing Willow to tremble all over. His thin lips lightly brushed against hers, back and forth.
The two leaned against each other, both hearts beating violently, unable to calm down.
Mitchell lifted his head from her shoulder, his face full of desire, staring seriously and intently at Willow, who looked back at him.
"I've loved you for a long time," Mitchell's voice was gentle and magnetic, as pleasing as the low tones of a cello, with a hint of suppressed hoarseness, a kind of indescribable charm. Willow's scalp tingled, her ears burning.
Without waiting for Willow's reaction, Mitchell cupped her face and kissed her again, this time very gently, on her forehead, eyes, and nose, one after another. Willow's heart rate never slowed down, feeling like it was about to burst out at any moment.
Her mind seemed to be exploding like fireworks, bursting continuously.
As Mitchell kissed her lips again, Willow began to respond gently, as if greatly encouraged, Mitchell, excited. A soft moan escaped from the corner of Willow's mouth. Mitchell finally stopped the lingering kiss at her lips, looking at the inexperienced girl in front of him, his eyes full of desire, as if once he didn't stop, he might not be able to stop. The two hugged each other, both breathing heavily, taking a while to calm down before heading toward the door, the streetlights casting long shadows of the two. Fortunately, there were almost no people on the road. Otherwise, this intense scene would surely have been captured.
Mitchell kissed Willow until she was out of breath, her mind blank. She silently wondered why Mitchell was so good at kissing...
After calming down, Mitchell held Willow's hand tightly, facing each other. Mitchell gently spoke again, "I'm sorry for telling you just now, so will you be my girlfriend?"
Willow looked up at Mitchell, his clear eyes reflecting her shy expression. He was the person she had liked from her youth until now. How could she not agree?
Willow looked into Mitchell's eyes and nodded seriously.
Mitchell watched her nod, feeling relieved, his heart finally settling down. He was more nervous asking this question than negotiating a billion-dollar deal. Although he knew from Daniel that Willow liked him, what if she didn't like him now that she was so young? Would she not be interested in someone his age?
Luckily, she didn't give up on him.
The two held hands, fingers intertwined, walking toward the door. Both had sweet smiles on their faces, although Willow was a bit embarrassed, her face still flushed. She looked at Mitchell in his pajamas and slippers and couldn't help but ask, "Mitchell, why are you going out in pajamas and slippers?"
Mitchell turned to her, a smirk on his face. "I was in a hurry, afraid you'd run away."
Willow suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable with this side of Mitchell, her already blushing face now even more flushed. She said softly, "Where would I go?" Although she had thought about running away during the day, resigning to get away from Mitchell, she couldn't admit it now.
Mitchell immediately blurted out, "Afraid someone might kidnap you." Jimmy had been eyeing her and was anxious when he invited Willow to school tonight. "Why did Jimmy invite you to school tonight?" Mitchell asked gloomily.
"What?" Willow didn't expect Mitchell to ask this suddenly. Thinking about Jimmy's confession tonight, she felt awkward and didn't know how to respond. She stuttered and said nothing coherent, "It's nothing, just..."
"Did he confess to you?" Mitchell asked. Willow turned to look at Mitchell, blurting out, "How did you know?" Mitchell smirked, a faint smile on his lips, making it hard for Willow to keep looking at him. Too enticing.
"I should always pay attention to everything about my rival," Mitchell said, leaving Willow speechless.
"So, did he really confess to you tonight?" Mitchell seemed to be anxiously pressing for an answer.
Willow nodded gently, "Yes."
Mitchell stopped in his tracks, cautiously asking, "Willow, do you... regret it?" He was insecure now, Jimmy, this much younger competitor.
Blushing, Willow shook her head vigorously, "No." She looked at Mitchell. How could she regret it? He had been by her side from her youth until now, she couldn't believe that Mitchell really liked her now, she almost wanted to pinch herself to see if she was dreaming, and he actually asked her if she would regret it!
Mitchell immediately smiled, holding Willow's hand tightly. "I've given you a chance and won't let go in the future." Willow said in her heart, ‘Mitchell, I won't let go either.’
As the two walked out of the school gate holding hands, they saw the security guard standing next to Mitchell's car. As they approached, he immediately asked, "Is this your car?"
Mitchell nodded. The security guard immediately became enthusiastic, "What's going on? The car was parked haphazardly at the gate, no one answered the phone, I was about to call the police to tow it away."
Mitchell quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I was in a hurry today. I'll make sure to park properly in the future." Then he pulled Willow into the car and drove away, with the security guard still muttering behind them.
Willow sat in the passenger seat, holding back her laughter. Mitchell's outfit was really awkward.
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