Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Yan Qingsi was not used to letting Yue Tingfeng take charge. She did not like to be pinned underneath somebody.

Yue Tingfeng’s face was a sight to behold, though, Yan Qingsi could not quite make it out clearly under dim lighting.

Pinching Yue Tingfeng’s chin, Yan Qingsi lowered her head and planted a kiss on his lips.

Yue Tingfeng instantly wrapped her in his embrace. He was no longer bothered when he was the one being kissed; it was not the first time they had experienced role-reversals—he had gotten used to it. He no longer cared anymore as long as the outcome was the same—he got to kiss her.

He was no longer as nitpicky; getting kissed was always better than not kissing at all.

It was true when they say that once you’ve been tortured for so long, any form of kindness feels like a godsend.

If anyone found out the great Mr. Yue was begging for scraps like that, he would lose every last bit of dignity.

Cupping his face between her hands, she nibbled on his lower lip, purring, “Careful with those wandering hands or I might chop them off.”

“Come on, I came all the way here to help you, at least show me some respect. I am your boss after all,” Yue Tingfeng quipped, rolling his eyes. However, there was no coming back out after his hands were snuggled inside, he could only promise not to probe around.

Yan Qingsi smiled seductively. “I know… so here’s a token of my appreciation… for you.” That last word was a distorted mess as she pulled Yue Tingfeng into another passionate kiss.

The sexual tension in the car was rising. It was some time before Yan Qingsi put Yue Tingfeng down and returned to the co-driver seat. Gently wiping her lips with her finger, those big round eyes were evidently full of lust. “Happy now? Let’s go.”

Yue Tingfeng smirked. Why did it feel like he was more like the good girl being harassed by the big bully instead of the other way around? Something did not feel right.

Yue Tingfeng did not budge, squinting his eyes at Yan Qingsi’s slightly swollen but still luscious red lips. That feeling in his heart would not go away. “Such courage. Aren’t you afraid I might be here to kidnap you?” he asked cynically.

Yan Qingsi leaned into him and lifted his chin with one hand. “What’s there to be afraid of? Your name is Yan Tingfeng and you’re already mine. Why would I need to be afraid?”

Yue Tingfeng’s face darkened at the mention of his dark past. Slapping away her hand, he said, “Sit tight and stop yapping. What are you even trying to do? Trying to seduce me… Don’t try to tempt me. I’m a proper gentleman, you know?

Yan Qingsi gave his member down below a long, hard look, repeating, “Proper gentleman… Right… I really didn’t know.”

Yue Tingfeng clenched his jaw, that little vixen really had a way with words, everything she said was so entrancing and her eyes could really capture your soul. “Shut up, don’t even think about opening your mouth. Your boss is in a bad mood now. You’re the one asking me for favors, so you’d better start thinking of a way to make me happy. Otherwise, I’m not going to bring you there.”

Yan Qingsi rested one cheek on her hand and flashed him yet another seductive smile. “Well, was it not you who asked me out this time?”

Yue Tingfeng’s jaw was clenched so hard his teeth nearly fractured. “Right, it’s all my fault. My bad.”

He could never beat Yan Qingsi whenever it came to verbal spars.

Yue Tingfeng started the car and hit the gas. The car sped off into the night.

Yan Qingsi felt really good. Seeing Yue Tingfeng incensed like that was unbelievably satisfying.

Her relationship with Yue Tingfeng seemed to have evolved from when they first met.

She could not put a finger on it, it was like they were entangled in this inescapable mess. Though what she was certain of, was that her initial hatred of Yue Tingfeng seemed to have completely faded.