1477 Wait makes the fruit taste sweeter.

Feng Shufen stepped forward to close the distance between them. And Li Xue tilted her head waiting to hear his words. But instead of replying to her, he came near her and put his hands simply on the sides of her waist. 

His press on her muscles was simple and felt out of habit; but at the moment that was not all that. Rather she felt his hold on her like a medium through which he was sending his strength into her bones. 

Li Xue stared into his eyes, and in his eyes, she saw his confidence. His confidence in her. 

"Mr. Beelzebub, although I can understand your un-uttered words, still you know sometimes my heart craves to hear your magnetic voice. Your words. The words that always have the power to make my heart skip the beats." Li Xue said, wrapping her arms around his neck.