novelraw Chapter 1051 - 1055: Young Master, Are You Jealous?
Chapter 1051 - 1055: Young Master, Are You Jealous?
"Where are you going? Do you want me to squeeze with you on this crowded sofa?" Two people on a single sofa, without even space to turn over, could she possibly want that?"..."
Xia Qingqian hadn’t yet collected her thoughts, when a chill enveloped her waist, a pressure surrounded her, then her entire body was pulled into a firm yet slightly cold embrace.
Seeing that she couldn’t stay peaceful even when lying on the bed, after pushing her down, he lay beside her, placing his hand on her waist, holding her tightly, leaving no chance for her to escape.
Xia Qingqian felt a spasm spreading through her body, she found it difficult to breathe, gasping for air.
"Don’t speak, just let me hold you like this to sleep." His hand on her stomach must have felt her about to speak, his warm yet faintly cold breath brushed her ear, low and entrancing.
She shivered for no reason, and upon hearing Beitang Yao softly say, "Don’t speak, just let me hold you like this to sleep," her heart fluttered. Gradually, the corners of her lips lifted slightly. He didn’t behave violently towards her as in the past, nor did he trouble her; as he said, he merely held her to sleep.
"If you dare get involved with others, you know what I’m capable of." Although he said this, he smiled faintly in the darkness, his eyes softened with a touch of tenderness. He knew Xia Qingqian would not betray him.
"You..." Xia Qingqian was choked by his unexpected words, silently blaming Beitang Yao. What nonsense was he talking about? Since she was his, she certainly wouldn’t easily get involved with other men, let alone be ambiguously tangled with others.
Unless the Young Master was jealous, jealous of Mario, but Mario is just a child! Is it reasonable for Beitang Yao to be competitive with a child?
Her lips curved into a smile, suddenly laughing out loud, causing the man behind her to frown in displeasure, opening his eyes to ask, "What are you laughing at?"
"Young Master, are you jealous?" she bravely asked softly, but as soon as she said it, she was met with a solid punch.
"Do you have the ability to make me jealous?" Beitang Yao said irritably, his hand on her stomach exerting a bit more pressure, pulling her even closer, "Sleep!" he commanded.
"Oh, oh..." Xia Qingqian’s gaze fell on her stomach, intending to reach up to touch her head, but her hands were firmly bound by Beitang Yao, unable to move an inch.
His words at times wounded her, yet could be so tender, leaving her unsure of which was the real Beitang Yao.
Both of them lay on the bed, unable to close their eyes to sleep. Xia Qingqian lay still, allowing Beitang Yao to hold her, staring ahead, lost in thought.
And Beitang Yao, too, felt no sleepiness, his gaze lingered on Xia Qingqian’s back, holding her like this felt truly good. As he noticed her steady breathing, he believed she had fallen asleep.
He gently lifted his hand, tidied Xia Qingqian’s slightly messy hair, then leaned forward to place a light kiss on her hair.
His hand moved back, pulling her body closer to his, resting his chin on her head, inhaling the fragrance of her hair, and slowly letting himself fall asleep with her steady breaths.