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

Xia Qingqian stared at him blankly, her brows knitted together, her shy little face turned aside, pursing her lips without speaking.

”Do you really want me to do something?” he asked again.

”Pervert.” Xia Qingqian shot him a glare, spitting out two words angrily.

”If I weren’t a pervert, how could I make you pregnant with my flesh and blood? Thanks to my perversion back then, your belly became so big.” The more she disliked hearing it, the more he insisted on saying it, until she surrendered.

He couldn’t believe it, this little girl, how could she not be conquered?

”Stop it! I’ll go back with you, is that enough?” She grabbed the pillow and buried her face in it.

He knew this little woman’s skin was thin and she couldn’t bear hearing such words.

He laughed and embraced her, saying, ”Isn’t it nice to be obedient like this?”

Xia Qingqian raised her head from the pillow, frowned at him, then let out a miserable scream, questioning why she agreed to him?

This man truly enjoys using such means to make her surrender, despicable!

He leaned down, gazing at her in a trance, until he sensed the expression on her face start to harden, then smiled and leaned forward, capturing her slightly parted soft lips in a kiss.

No matter how many times he devours or kisses here, it’s never enough.

”Qian Qian, tormenting you also torments me. I swear, I’ll never be mean to you again.” He kissed her quivering eyelashes, ”You’re truly a charming little vixen, always able to stir up the desire within me!”

He pressed against her, cheek against cheek, rubbing gently.

Xia Qingqian exclaimed in surprise, voicing the doubt in her chest, ”You’ve been holding back all this while?”

”Yes, ever since I took you that time, I haven’t touched another woman.” He candidly admitted, ”I miss you so much...”

She wished lightning would strike, knocking her unconscious!

”No! I can’t, I’m already seven months pregnant, I can’t take it.” She continued trying to persuade him, ”Young Master Yao, I beg you, don’t harm my baby, okay?”

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When Xia Qingqian returned to the room, her mood was gloomy, no longer filled with the previous passion.

”Miss Qing Qian, welcome back. These are new clothes Young Master bought for you.” Sister Huan instructed several servants to bring in large suitcases filled with maternity clothes and various expensive dresses.

Seeing Sister Huan, Xia Qingqian quickly stood up and respectfully said, ”Sister Huan, thank you for your trouble.”

Seeing so many clothes, Xia Qingqian was stunned. Looking at Beitang Yao walking in, she said, ”Young Master Yao, all these clothes are for me? Isn’t it too extravagant?”

”Is it? If you think it’s not enough, I can have some more designs made, or if you have any style you like, you can mention it.” Beitang Yao walked over, hugged Xia Qingqian, pressed his face against her shoulder, and rubbed his face against her smooth cheek, ”I’ve wronged you, so here’s some compensation, hope you like it.”

Her body stiffened, somewhat uncomfortable with his intimate gesture, wanting to push him away, but didn’t quite dare.

He seemed to sense her movement, smirked, and tightened his arm around her waist by another two points.

Then Sister Huan motioned for everyone else to leave and gently closed the door.

”Young Master Yao, actually, I don’t need these things.” Xia Qingqian frowned and said, quietly sighing in her heart.

”Then what do you want? Just tell me.” He replied blandly, turning his head to look at her.