The fire ignited by Xia Qingqian left him unsatisfied and unfulfilled, so he could only extinguish his desire with cold water. He actually... remained ’faithful’ to her? Indeed, ever since that incident with Xia Qingqian, he really didn’t want to touch other won anymore. Seeing others’ bare bodies would always remind him of Xia Qingqian!
However, Beitang Yao’s words made Xia Qingqian feel utterly ashad. How could he say such things to her? The always elegant and aloof Young Master, how could he utter such lewd words?
"..." Her lips trembled slightly, she wanted to ask him to let her go, but saying it now was already too late.
"What? Cat got your tongue?" Beitang Yao halted his actions, his lips began to lightly wander across her face, as if he were kissing away the beads of sweat.
"How can you do this to ? How can you treat this way?" Tears slid down her cheeks, her heart was shattered.
When Beitang Yao heard her words, his lower body deflated like a punctured balloon. He imdiately withdrew from her, picked her up horizontally, and walked into the room, gently placing her on the luxurious bed and brought a warm towel to wipe her down.
Seeing her biting her lip and curling up on the big bed, allowing him to wipe her body without further struggle, she seed like a lifeless corpse, devoid of vitality.
Even Beitang Yao was quite surprised, that he actually... did these things he despised, gently wiping her body, he reached out to brush away the hair scattered on her forehead.
Then, he leaned down and gently placed a kiss on her smooth forehead. It was this kiss that made Xia Qingqian’s eyes suddenly widen, just in ti to lock into Beitang Yao’s profoundly mysterious eyes.
Gazing at each other, the air solidified in that instant, both of their bodies stiffened, as if a beam of light had forcibly frozen them in place! Xia Qingqian wanted to reach out to push Beitang Yao away, but she couldn’t muster the strength.
For reasons unknown, even Beitang Yao couldn’t move his body, trying hard not to press down on her, keeping all his strength suspended in midair, afraid of hurting her.
He stared fixedly at the woman beneath him, watching her eyelashes tremble slightly. His heart trembled with them, a faint pain surfacing in his deepest heart—was it because of her tears, or her powerless expression?
He started to feel guilty about his earlier rudeness, seeing her face so pale, he could only imagine how aggrieved Xia Qingqian felt inside. At that mont, he beca sowhat at a loss.
"How... what should I do to get your attention?" His voice beca low and gentle, the breath from his mouth was scorching and bewilderingly intoxicating.
He had never spoken to anyone like this before, let alone to... his pet... What kind of world was it for the master to have to speak so humbly to his pet?
Xia Qingqian remained indifferent, turning her face away, frowning, ignoring Beitang Yao.
Beitang Yao beca anxious, "What exactly do you want to do?!" Seeing her indifferent deanor made the anger in his heart rise uncontrollably.
After a long while, Xia Qingqian finally spoke, "Unless you apologize first..." Her voice was as soft as silk, drifting into Beitang Yao’s ears.
"What did you say?!" Beitang Yao’s eyes narrowed, his body withdrew slightly from her.
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