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

”What do you mean?” He laughed, ”Does it hurt or not?”

”It’s sore, Yao, can we not do it so frequently in the future?” She had slept all night, but her eyes were still somewhat lackluster.

Beitang Yao felt a bit hurt. Was she really saying he was too vigorous and demanded too much from her?

”Obviously it’s you who seduced me! And you say I’m being too frequent?” Could she really say such things? Discussing bedroom matters with him so early in the morning? Was she deliberately trying to bait him?

”I didn’t...” Her face flushed with heat, and she hastily explained, her voice somewhat weak.

”Didn’t, huh?” He was struggling to suppress the fire burning inside him! Honestly, he couldn’t be reckless anymore, he just couldn’t!

He didn’t want to leave her with the reputation of being too demanding, right?

Xia Qingqian really wanted to get up; being held like this was really uncomfortable, and... Beitang Yao’s hand was getting unruly again, wandering over her body, she really couldn’t take it anymore. Quickly, she reached out to grasp his hand: ”Yao, what do you want to do?”

”What do you think I want to do?” Her soft hand clasped his, the sensation was wonderful, and he wore a wicked smile.

He found himself increasingly infatuated with her body; just a moment without anything, and when he saw her, touched her smooth skin, the urge inside him surged again! Damn it!

”Yao, can you not be like this? Didn’t you say we’re returning to the country today? I’ll go make you breakfast first.” She took advantage of Beitang Yao’s thoughtful pause to jump out of his embrace, put some distance between them, and said lightly.

After she spoke, she walked outside, and Beitang Yao was unwilling to fall behind. He stepped forward to grasp her wrist, applying a bit more pressure, and said casually, ”No rush, let’s take care of some things first before you make breakfast, okay?”

His gentle voice was truly magnetic and enticing. More significantly, it could enchant a person, making them unconsciously immerse in his voice, entranced by it.

Xia Qingqian almost nodded in agreement, but as his hand caressed her lower abdomen, a spasm surged from her abdomen, spreading throughout her body. Her body trembled, and she hurriedly restrained him: ”Yao! Please don’t be like this?”

How could he be like a persistent ghost, always clinging to her incessantly? If this continued, she would really become increasingly afraid.

”You say, don’t be like what?” He held her tight, unwilling to stop for a moment, with both hands wandering over her body, ”Explain your words more clearly.”

”Yao, since we’re leaving today, the company surely has a lot to handle and instructions to give, right? Let me make you breakfast first; you have many things to do.” She swallowed, hoping her words might halt his advance.

Beitang Yao listened, and she wasn’t entirely unreasonable. His hands ceased moving, and he murmured, ”Then make breakfast first; I’ll go to the study to review the last few documents.” He released her.

Xia Qingqian finally sighed with relief; the moment he let go of her, she took a few steps forward before stopping, ensuring a safe distance between them before saying to him, ”Young Master, what do you like to eat? I’ll make it for you.”

”Xia Qingqian, what did you just call me?” Beitang Yao crossed his arms, raised an eyebrow, and spoke in a deep voice.