Chapter 43: Please Behave, Mr. Qiao! (Part 4)

This was the first time Xia Yanxi had played such a lewd game. Compared to the other girls, she was still uncomfortably shy about it. After enduring the embarrassing moment, drinking red wine in close proximity with Qiao Yanli; crossing her arm with his, she excused herself promptly.

“I need to… visit the restroom,” she said, disappearing from the booth immediately after. Instead of getting out of the booth through the regular exit, she headed across it, to the restroom situated at the far end of the booth. Just when she was about to lock the door, a large hand grabbed hold of the corner of the door, pulling it open.

Before she could do anything about it, the towering man forced himself inside.

The restroom provided for the exuberantly expensive booth was large, enough to fit more than two people. However, when he came in, uninvited, the air around her felt thin.

Xia Yanxi blinked uncontrollably. Her eyelash fluttered like a fleeing butterfly. Her cheeks were still painted red from the previous incident. She raised her head, glaring at the intruder with eyes that contained rage.

“Qiao Yanli, have you no shame? What are you doing in here?” she bellowed. Her voice, muffled by the loud thumping music outside the restroom.

This man did not stop. The more she tried to rebel, the more brazen he was.

The restroom was poorly lit. Even so, the girl was too beautiful to be ignored. Her face, flushed red, was akin to a beacon in the dark calm sea. Her lips, pink and inviting, could not be ignored. She was exuding a kind of attraction that was unexplainable, cute at best.

Qiao Yanli’s lips were arching to a smile as he said, “You have just made a joke out of your husband. Do you wish for him to be a subject of mockery?”

When he was done talking, his eyes traced slowly down to his lower region.

Xia Yanxi could not help it. She followed his line of sight and was met with a scene so obscene, at least, only to her. Her face started to glow a vermillion red. She turned away, not wanting to look at him. Embarrassed and flustered, she stomped her feet to vent her frustration.

“Qiao Yanli, you shameless rascal!

What had she done? Nothing! She had not even touched him and he had responded with such… What was he thinking? What could she do besides leaving the booth?

Qiao Yanli walked behind the poor, flustered girl. His hands rested on the sink platform while he stood behind her, surrounding her whole.

The poor girl was blushing so madly that her ears were glowing as well. His lips approached her and when they were about to touch her sensitive ears, he stopped. In that distance, albeit not touching, his deep, husky voice whispered, “It’s your fault for making your husband like this. How can you call me a rascal when it was you who set me on fire? Mrs. Qiao, please tell me, how do I quench the fire that is in my entire body?”

His hot, searing breath burnt her skin. The sudden sensation of him sent a jolt down her spine, sending goosebumps throughout her entire body. Her eyelids fluttered about, her eyes swam around not knowing where to look. She calmed herself down and focused on his hands resting on the side of the sink. His hands were skinny, boney even, yet the power it radiated proved only his strength. His skin was so smooth and fair, smoother and fairer than that of hand models.

She gritted her teeth hard. Still averting his gaze, she said, “Those three brothers of yours, they were unaffected! How are you… You’re purposely doing this!” she bellowed. She then tried to pry his arms away. She wanted to get away from him.

As her hands touched his, the powerful arms wrapped around her. And before she knew it, she was turned to face him. Even so, she could not bring herself to look at him directly. Even though she was facing him, her gaze was lowered to the ground. Her body leaned back, her waist now touching the corner of the sink. Then, he lowered his gaze, and she raised hers. The two were close, close enough to have their faces touch.

The man’s intoxicating scent was assaulting her senses. She could feel herself burning up. Her face had blushed for so long that it started to feel hot. She placed her hands on his firm chest, trying to push him away. Embarrassed, she said, “Qiao Yanli, please stop. Go. Find yourself another woman for you to quench your fire…”

Before she could finish her plea, he bit down on her lip. It was a powerful bite but not a painful one. His lips, carrying the scent of his manly self, were like a web trying to catch her and trap her forever with him. At that moment, her heart was beating so fast, so fast that it matched the beat of the music outside.

After releasing her, he pulled himself away from her lips. His eyes still locked onto hers as he said, “My brothers are veterans when it comes to this kind of things. I am already twenty seven years of age but I have only been touched by one woman. You. Understand that unlike them, I have zero immunity to women’s touch, to yours especially. Is it my fault that Mrs. Qiao is too attractive?”

Xia Yanxi could not speak. He had managed to take her breath away.