NOVPUBChapter 107: 107、Sneak Attack (First Update)_1
Chapter 107: 107、Sneak Attack (First Update)_1
“Xiaojing, sneaking up on people isn’t a good habit.”
The mellifluous voice carried a husky tone from just waking up. The woman who had been sleeping peacefully suddenly opened eyes, clear as crystal.
Caught in the act, Quan Jingwu didn’t panic. Leaning towards her, Jian Qing’s eyes narrowed. Her reserved smile immediately disappears.
“Hey, you…”
In a blink of an eye, their positions are becoming suggestive.
Quan Jingwu’s hands were at her sides, his tall sturdy body comfortably covering his sweetheart under him. His eyes, purple and relaxed, watching her.
“Xiaojing, you are too heavy. Get up now.” Jian Qing placed her hand on his chest. A rare panic flashed in her eyes.
Quan Jingwu chuckled, his handsome face leaning close to Jian Qing, and said, “Sweetheart, are you feeling shy?”
He was beginning to find teasing her addicting.
Jian Qing’s face turned red. Again, this was happening.
Hearing his voice with an enchanting tone that makes your ears pregnant.
She coughed lightly, meeting his playful gaze, “Who’s shy? You’re too close. I can’t breathe.”
“Then I’ll give you mouth-to-mouth. Okay?” Quan Jingwu mischievously moved closer to Jian Qing and blew lightly into her ear.
Jian Qing, “…”
Without looking in the mirror, she could imagine just how red her face became. Then, a charming magnetic voice echoed in her ear.
“Sweetheart, your face is so red.”
As he spoke, his cool finger poked her fair, smooth cheek.
One poke, then another poke.
Looking at him, it seems like he’s addicted to poking. Jian Qing felt a cold sweat on her forehead.
“Xiaojing, have you heard of the term ‘restraint’?” she asked through gritted teeth.
Quan Jingwu stopped at her words, the corners of his mouth lifting lightly, “I’ve only heard of ‘striving harder’.”
Good lord, this man…
He’s overbearing, way too overbearing.
Give him sunshine, and he’d outshine it. At this rate, isn’t she completely at his mercy?
Jian Qing gave an ambiguous smile. Her delicate hand strayed over his abs over his shirt.
Her playful touches were an open invitation of sorts to him.
The sounds of his breath hitching above conveyed his reactions. He caught her wandering hand, his gaze deepening, “Sweetheart, what are you doing?”
Jian Qing looked up at him, her gaze innocent, “Nothing. I’m just curious how many abs you have.”
“Did you count them correctly, then?” His sensual voice carried an alluring undertone that made one’s heart flutter.
Jian Qing pulled her hand back, and nodded seriously, “Yes, it’s clear.”
“Then why don’t you say it, how many are there?” Quan Jingwu bent his head, his thin lips close to her ear, breath warm against her skin, making her shiver.
Jian Qing was not one to back down, and promptly replied, “Eight.”
Finding shyness in her is a tough task.
“Sweetheart, where did you go this morning?” He abruptly changes the topic, with a hint of probing.
Jian Qing froze, looking at him suspiciously.
Did he know something?
Could the news have already reached him? After pondering for a moment, she decided not to tell him the truth, “Nowhere, I was just strolling around.”
His eyes darkened slightly at her words.
“You’re so heavy, get up now.”
Quan Jingwu didn’t press her further. He kissed her hand lightly, “Can’t get up unless…”
Jian Qing bit her lip, “Unless what?”
“Sweetheart, you’re smart, I don’t think you need a hint.” Quan Jingwu’s mouth curled into a smile, he pointed at his cheek.
Little girl, if he’s suffering alone, she should accompany him.
