Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Song Shijun looked to Han Qiqing and said, “What the hell are they doing?”
Han Qiqing shrugged her shoulders, casting a glance at Su Lin as she deliberately scoffed, “Who knows? Maybe they went to do lovey-dovey stuff again. Don’t worry about them. Let’s order the dishes first.”
Then, the three followed the manager to the reserved room.
Meanwhile.
After hanging up the call, Yin Shaojie threw his cell phone into the storage compartment. Glancing outside, he turned the car into an alley.
Mu Xiaoxiao asked quizzically, “Why do you have to wait a while before heading there? Isn’t the Imperial Cuisine Restaurant just up ahead… Hey!”
Before she could finish, the car had just stopped by the side. Yin Shaojie turned around and in a swift motion, pinched her chin and pressed his sexy lips on hers.
Mu Xiaoxiao was caught up in the pleasure of the kiss, and she didn’t care about her questions anymore.
Suddenly, a car suddenly drove past them.
It startled her. She was reminded that they were still in public, so she quickly pushed him away.
However, Yin Shaojie grabbed her little hand, pulled it back and looped her arm around him, pressing their chests against each other.
There wasn’t a lot of space in the car, so Mu Xiaoxiao wasn’t comfortable with how she had to twist her head.
After kissing for a while, she beat him with her small fist in protest.
Yin Shaojie finally let go of her.
Mu Xiaoxiao was panting slightly. Her face was very soft, and it looked especially delicious.
Yin Shaojie stroked her cheek with his fingers, enjoying the exquisite sensation.
“What are you doing?” Mu Xiaoxiao asked with a reddish face.
Did he park the car here out of nowhere just to kiss her?
Was he feeling that eager?
Though looking perplexed as if she just couldn’t understand him, Mu Xiaoxiao was still smiling through her eyes.
The corner of Yin Shaojie’s mouth turned up in a smile. And he laughed flippantly and said, “I’m comforting my wife. How is it? Do you feel better now?”
“I wasn’t in a bad mood.”
“Oh, you don’t need me to comfort you anymore? Okay then, let’s go eat.”
“Hey!” Mu Xiaoxiao pressed her hand above his hand on the steering wheel.
The thought of going back to see Su Lin upset her.
Although she was the one who had proposed to treat Su Lin to the welcoming meal, she hadn’t had much consideration at that time since she was only looking for opportunities to get back at Su Lin.
Yin Shaojie turned his head to the side, his eyes curved, and he said with a sinister smile, “What now? Does my dear wife need me to comfort her?”
“Yes.” Mu Xiaoxiao nodded.
If someone wanted to comfort her, of course she should assent to it.
Yin Shaojie kept one hand on the steering wheel as he stared at her and asked, “How does my dear wife want me to comfort her?”
Mu Xiaoxiao wrinkled her nose at him, saying, “You should be the one thinking. Why do I need to think about this?”
He suddenly moved his face up in front of hers. Then he lightly pecked her on her lips.
Mu Xiaoxiao raised her brows, and said, dissatisfied, “That’s it?”
That was comforting?
That was too insincere!
The lush line of Yin Shaojie’s lips curved in a smile, his eyes containing his amusement as he laughed, “It seems that my dear wife doesn’t like the light innocent way. Do you perhaps want something more… intense?
“I didn’t… hey! What are you doing!” Mu Xiaoxiao was still trying to retort him. However, he reached out his hand, looped her waist, and then pulled her toward him.
She was then sitting on his thighs.