CHAPTER 61
Passion
"Then I'll stay here and watch." Qiao Qiao scratched her cheeks and sat down on the small sofa. However, the young master was dissatisfied again. "Do you think you can play with your eyes just because you have good eyesight?"
"Huh?" Qiao Qiao was stunned.
He Shaochen's face darkened as he coldly said, "Don't you know that reading in the dim light hurts your eyes? Sit over here. "
Is this room dimly lit? Qiao Qiao looked at the bright incandescent lamp suspiciously.
She bit her lip and declined, "… No, it's fine here too …"
"Do you need me to repeat myself?" He Shaochen glanced at Qiao Qiao coldly. His tone was very dangerous.
Did she have to reject everything he did for her own good?
This damned woman!
Qiao Qiao's guess was right. He Shaochen had a belly full of anger. He rarely cared so much about a woman, but it was rare for him to have one. He wanted to treat her well, but this woman always went against him.
It would be strange if he wasn't angry.
Qiao Qiao was also very depressed. An night, she thought. Why was it so difficult to read a book? If he didn't want her to see it, he shouldn't have said those words in the first place!
However, under He Shaochen's pressure, Qiao Qiao had no choice but to drag a chair and sit beside He Shaochen. "Is this okay?"
He Shaochen glanced at Qiao Qiao beside him. His expression finally eased a little, but he still snorted arrogantly. "Keep your volume down. Don't disturb my work."
"…"
Why was this person so hard to please?
Qiao Qiao looked at He Shaochen with dissatisfaction, but the latter was reading the document very seriously.
Both of them were the type who would lose track of time when they were focused on something.
When He Shaochen finished reading the documents, he realized that it was already past two in the morning. When he turned around, he saw Qiao Qiao curled up on the chair, reading a book with great interest.
Under the soft light, Qiao Qiao's delicate face appeared even more gentle and beautiful. Her long chestnut-colored hair was lazily draped over her smooth shoulders, covering most of her delicate skin, but there was a kind of faintly discernible beauty.
All of a sudden, his mouth felt dry.
Qiao Qiao did not notice that He Shaochen was staring at her with a slightly beast-like gaze. Now that the plot was at its climax, she was watching it very seriously.
When the book was taken away without any warning, Qiao Qiao was stunned for a while before she came back to her senses. She looked at He Shaochen in astonishment and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Sleep."
His answer was still simple and crude, leaving no room for resistance.
"Wait a minute, it's at its climax now. I'll go to sleep when I see who the murderer is." Qiao Qiao wanted to snatch the book away. The feeling of suddenly being cut off halfway through the book was as uncomfortable as having her heart and lungs scratched.
He Shaochen grabbed Qiao Qiao's hand and said, "The murderer is that doctor."
"…"
Qiao Qiao's face suddenly turned green and white like an overturned dye vat.
In this world, the most unforgivable thing was spoilers.
Especially mystery novels!
Qiao Qiao resisted the urge to hit him. The veins on her forehead bulged, and she was so angry that her liver hurt a little. "He … Mr He, do you think you're proud of knowing the plot in advance? Spoilers, are you happy? "
Qiao Qiao's sharp tongue was unbearable for most people.
If someone else had dared to say such things to He Shaochen, he would have thrown that person into the moat to feed the fish. However, when Qiao Qiao said such things, coupled with her angry red face, it was very pleasing to the eye.
The anger that had accumulated for two days seemed to have completely dissipated at this time. All that was left was the naughty side of him that wanted to tease Qiao Qiao.
A wicked smile appeared on his handsome face. He put down the book and leaned in front of Qiao Qiao. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "I don't feel happy about spoilers, but I have a way to make you feel very happy."
What was shameless and vulgar?
This was it!
Qiao Qiao was embarrassed and angry. All the blood in her body was flowing in reverse. She felt that it wouldn't be too much to slap him, but the reality was that she couldn't even move.
He Shaochen had a faint smell of grass on his body. Qiao Qiao's nose made her feel a little dizzy. Her face was burning red, and her neck was covered with a faint layer of pink.
"Hehe, weren't you very arrogant just now? Why aren't you saying anything now? "He Shaochen looked at Qiao Qiao with interest. He felt that her embarrassment was very interesting to look at.
"You …" Qiao Qiao stuttered for a long time. She was so stunned that she couldn't complete a sentence.
Looking at her pink lips, He Shaochen suddenly couldn't smile. His eyes became deeper and a fire burned in his body, making his throat so hot that smoke was about to come out.
He took another step forward and stuck to Qiao Qiao. He wrapped his hand around her waist, not allowing Qiao Qiao to escape.
"You …" Qiao Qiao read the desire in the man's eyes and suddenly struggled.
"Don't move."
He Shaochen's gaze was gentle, but he overbearingly neutralized all of her movements. His low and hoarse voice was like a deadly poison, making people feel as if it was syrup.
Qiao Qiao couldn't help trembling. She couldn't resist at all.
His thin lips touched her eyebrows, the tip of her nose, and finally landed on her lips. He gently pried open her lips and teeth and guided her tongue to dance with him.
Qiao Qiao was as stiff as a stone statue. Her mind went blank and she couldn't react.
It could be said that all Qiao Qiao's practice of "sex" came from He Shaochen. This person had left a deep mark on Qiao Qiao from being rude at first to being gentle and affectionate now.
Her rationality told her that if she continued, the last time would happen again, so she had to refuse.
However, He Shaochen's next words made her lose her mind.
"Don't forget that you signed a contract."
Before Qiaoqiao pushed him away, He Shaochen loosened his grip on her and reminded her.
Qiao Qiao froze, and the next second, she fell into He Shaochen's gentle and fatal attack again.
After a while, He Shaochen slowly let go of Qiao Qiao. Looking at her breathing, he smiled and asked shamelessly, "Actually, you like it when I touch you like this, right?"
When Qiaoqiao heard this, she was both embarrassed and annoyed.
Who liked the feeling of being manipulated by others? Could this person be any more shameless? She glared at He Shaochen with tears in her eyes, but it didn't seem to be intimidating at all. Instead, it seemed to be seducing him.
"I didn't … mm …"
Without waiting for her to finish her words, He Shaochen sealed her lips again.
His fingers seemed to have an inconceivable magical power. Wherever they touched, her body would tremble uncontrollably.
However, no matter how many times it happened, she still felt uncomfortable. She had always believed in rationality, and love was a fatal poison that ended rationality, so she always avoided it.
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