Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Yue Tingfeng laughed. “You being easy or not has nothing to do with me, as long as I’m easy.”

Yan Qingsi was speechless.

Yue Tingfeng’s chest was warm and strong — Yan Qingsi was feeling breathless from the male hormones coming off him. “I’ll tell you what we were doing, do you really not want to hear it?”

Yue Tingfeng pulled the zip on Yan Qingsi’s top and her black bra strap could be seen. He hooked it with his finger and tugged on it — the strap fell off her shoulder.

He lowered his head and kissed her pale and round shoulder, opened his mouth, and nibbled on it.

“No, whatever you want to say now, after I’m done with you, I can go back and force it out of my mother easily, I don’t have to waste time on you.”

“I think it’s better for me to satisfy you now, and you don’t have to feel empty enough to watch those videos again.”

“…” Yan Qingsi was speechless.

“Stop… stop… it’s not okay to do this, really!”

Yue Tingfeng laughed. He pulled Yan Qingsi up to take off her jacket, threw it aside, and pushed her strap up to her neck. “I don’t think it’s bad, I think it’s good, especially… doing it with you, even better.”

Yue Tingfeng’s smug and shameless face made Yan Qingsi feel like biting him to death. “Not only are you shameless, you’re also addicted now, aren’t you?”

Yue Tingfeng nodded. He was taking off Yan Qingsi’s pants while nodding and said, “Of course I’m addicted, if I was not shameless enough, would you be lying under me right now? There’s still three hours until the sky turns bright, perfect, you can sleep in when the sun rises…”

Yan Qingsi was pissed. “You…”

Yue Tingfeng’s long arms gave it a pull, and Yan Qingsi’s loose pants came off — her slender, pale, and straight legs could be seen. Yue Tingfeng squeezed his eyes together, and his pupils turned dark — his breathing lost its rhythm.

“Be good, baby, if you don’t pick a position, Brother will pick it for you.” His voice was hoarse, and it sounded as if he was trying his best to hold himself back.

Yan Qingsi thought to herself: F**k…

She pushed Yue Tingfeng’s chin and asked, “Is there no way we can talk about this?”

Yue Tingfeng grabbed her hand and nibbled on it. “You’ve already watched such videos, is there anything to talk about? What else is there to talk about?”

Yan Qingsi clenched her jaw. “Truth be told, this was the excuse, wasn’t it?”

Yue Tingfeng nodded — he admitted it without hesitation or shame. “Of course it was an excuse… I want to do you, if I don’t find an excuse, could I get my way?”

“Stop talking bullshit, you’re wasting time.”

As soon as he finished talking, he lowered his head and kissed Yan Qingsi on her lips — his tongue found its way into her mouth.

Yan Qingsi knew that there was no way she could avoid it tonight. She scratched Yue Tingfeng on his back and said, “The window, the window…”

Yue Tingfeng looked up. “Tsk, really… you want to do it by the window, sure…”

“No, who said so, go and close the curtains, I don’t want to be photographed, quick…”

Nowadays, many secret relationships of celebrities were exposed through windows — she did not want to make headlines as some flirtatious star because of a hot guy who was too into doing it and forgot to close the curtains.

A naked Yue Tingfeng unwillingly got out of bed to close the curtains — he realized that there was a car parked outside that seemed suspicious.

Yue Tingfeng was deep in thought when he heard Yan Qingsi saying, “Be quick, the sky is going to turn bright, don’t you want to sleep?”

Yue Tingfeng’s lips flinched. Did the vibe change suddenly?

He turned around. “Yes… of course…”