Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster

Chapter 291 - 290: So This Is What a Kiss Feels Like

South Grant’s hair was soaked, and since it was a wig, it felt uncomfortable against her body at this moment.

She then reached behind her neck to unfasten the button of the wig, took it off, shook her head, and revealed a refreshing short haircut.

Nathan Foster turned around just in time to see South Grant’s hair-flipping motion. On such a rainy night, under such lighting, it appeared like a beautiful painting, leaving Nathan a bit dazed.

South Grant wasn’t wrong when she said that whether she had long hair or short, wearing a skirt or jeans, she was the most dazzling one in a crowd.

South Grant patted her clothes, tidied herself up, then looked up to see Nathan staring dumbfoundedly at her, and suddenly gave him a flirty wink, teasing him:

"Hey handsome, wanna hang out?"

She naturally had a pair of captivating eyes, and with this lift of her gaze and flirty wink, anyone with weak resolve would surely be unable to resist.

"South, what do students call the most beautiful girl in school?"

"Campus Belle!" South Grant said naturally, thinking Nathan must be about to praise her as having the potential of a Campus Belle.

"And the most beautiful in the class?"

"Class Belle."

"And the most beautiful in the village?"

"Village Belle."

"Do you know what you are?" Nathan’s lips curved into a smile.

"What belle?" South Grant’s face blushed slightly, thinking Nathan must be about to praise her as the queen of belles.

"Wave belle." Nathan said these two words with a slight curl of his lips.

South Grant: "..."

Wave belle...

Wave... belle...

Let me tell you, if you keep treating people like this, you’ll truly lose me!

South Grant was so furious she wouldn’t speak to him anymore. He always dug a pit for her to jump into herself.

After such a line of questioning, she thought he was going to praise her, but he ended up calling her a "wave belle"!

You’re the one who’s frivolous, your whole family is!

Nathan watched her turn away angrily, chuckling lowly, and then reached out to hold South Grant’s shoulders, turning her back to face him.

Looking down, lowering his eyes, smiling slightly, speaking softly:

"The prerequisite is that I must be the ocean. However you wish to surge, you can. As long as you’re on the surface of the ocean, ultimately I’ll be there to protect you. The waves belong to the ocean."

South Grant slightly raised her head to meet Nathan’s gaze, feeling a tightness in her throat.

Why did Nathan seem so indescribably alluring at this moment?

Oh no, is this what they call... the feeling of heart-throbbing?

South Grant wasn’t sure, she just felt her heart was pounding wildly.

She had to admit, Nathan’s sweet words were way too captivating. Why had he been so stingy with words in their past life?

Perhaps the scene at this moment was too romantic, or maybe the gaze at this second was too lingering.

Nathan slowly lowered his head, and before South Grant could react, his lips gently touched hers.

It was not until that moment that South Grant understood what a kiss was.

Even though she had kissed many times before, none of those moments had ever felt like this one.

Like a feather, like a gentle breeze, softly swirling in your heart.

Like a mountain spring, like a stringed instrument, echoing thumpingly in your soul.

There was no fierce chasing or biting, only tender pressing and slow sucking.

This is what a kiss truly is...

At this moment, a song started playing in the mall. South Grant didn’t know what song it was, only remembered one line of lyrics:

The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day, but the canopy with you where we once sheltered from the rain...