Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go

Chapter 910: Chapter 912: Your Words Are Too Hurtful

She stared wide-eyed in shock, seeing only the Young Master’s enlarged face. On his fair skin, there wasn’t a single large pore, which could really make a woman feel inadequate.

She saw the Young Master with his eyes tightly shut, his long eyelashes brushing her cheek. His kiss was so strong and domineering, she dared not reach out to resist the Young Master.

When the bra clasp was undone by the Young Master, she shivered and her body stiffened instantly. Doing something unmentionable like this in mid-air, she still couldn’t manage.

”...Young Master...” She could only call out, trying to bring the Young Master’s sanity back.

Young Master’s actions truly surprised her. The Young Master was someone with a severe obsession with cleanliness. The lemon water she was drinking not only flowed into his mouth but also wet his collar. He didn’t let her go in anger, but instead kissed her forcefully, caressing every inch of her body...

Was it an illusion she had, or had the Young Master lost his mind?

He suddenly opened his eyes, meeting hers, which were as clear as a bright cut gem, as if something gently collided with his heart.

Xia Qingqian was so scared she didn’t dare to breathe, until she couldn’t hold it any longer and finally let out a gentle breath.

The breath flowed into Beitang Yao’s mouth, his face dark and stormy as he coldly pushed her away, ”Disgusting.” He spat with venom.

Xia Qingqian was stunned, the Young Master said it was disgusting, he told her she was disgusting, she had upset the Young Master.

Her fragile heart was struck, clearly, it was his wild desires trying to take advantage of her, and now he said she was disgusting.

Ugh... The Master is truly hard to please... Xia Qingqian blinked her eyelashes lightly, lowering her head to let those long lashes cover the hurt overflowing from her eyes.

”Young Master, do you have to speak so hurtfully?” She said woundedly, her nose sour, showing signs she might cry.

Beitang Yao arched an eyebrow, asked, ”Did I say anything?”

Xia Qingqian’s eyes glinted blue, the person in front of her was a master at insolence, her lips started to twitch, she really had no common ground with him.

”Young Master, you’re really puzzling.” She voiced her thoughts, hoping it wasn’t too much? Besides, she just wanted him to see himself more clearly.

”How so?” Beitang Yao always seemed to wear an icy expression, as if no other emotion existed.

Xia Qingqian’s heart jolted, his face appeared coated in thick frost, causing one to want to retreat unnoticed.

”Young Master, you always act inexplicably.” She swallowed a mouthful.

”Get to the point.” He gave her another cold glare.

Xia Qingqian immediately sat up straight, maintaining high alert, how should she express the main point she wanted to convey?

”Young Master, you always act when others are completely unprepared...” Her words got stuck in her throat.

”What you mean to say is, that whatever I do to you, I need to ask for your opinion first?” His indifferent voice floated in the air.

Xia Qingqian’s eyes lit up, the Young Master’s observational skills were truly extraordinary, she hadn’t clarified, yet he already understood. She wanted to nod, but what Beitang Yao said next made her wish she could bite her tongue off.