novelraw Chapter 405 - 379: Addicted to Teasing Him
Chapter 405 - 379: Addicted to Teasing Him
Yu Minglang was amused and his heart itched; he reached out and gave her little nose a rub, "You really shouldn’t do that anymore. Some emotions can suddenly erupt uncontrollably. People who do these things have no limits, anything can happen. You must ensure your personal safety first, then act heroically."
Qian nodded. She made the decision today only after evaluating that man’s personality and the combat power of both cars. She’s not usually one to sacrifice herself for others.
"Driving without a license is absolutely not allowed. You must pass the driving test before you can touch the steering wheel, remember?"
"But there’s one car, one road, where I don’t need a license to drive." Qian finished the soup and then mischievously fed Yu Minglang some spicy soup base.
"What car, what road?"
"A yellow car driven by a female driver, leading to... the road here." Qian gestured ambiguously below his waist.
"Cough!" Yu Minglang choked on the pepper in his throat.
The cheeky female driver who starts driving with any excuse was feeling triumphant, watching him gulp down water fiercely with eyes glaring at her menacingly. Qian wasn’t scared at all.
With her ’aunt’ protecting her, she feared nothing; even a husky had to squat like a corgi for her. She felt absolutely safe these few days.
Speaking of heroism, a bothersome matter crossed Qian’s mind.
"Xiaoqiang, you have to comfort me."
Yu Minglang found her troubled look both amusing and annoying, "You’ve caused trouble for me, I haven’t even given you a scolding, and now you’re asking for comfort?"
"I’m genuinely upset. I’ve never done an act of heroism in my life, and when I finally did it, I saved someone I dislike."
Qu Xue had terribly wronged Qian and her mother in the past life, and if it weren’t for Qian’s brilliance in this life, she would also be terribly wronged by her. Saving such a terrible person made her feel uncomfortable.
"You saved just one person you dislike and you’re uncomfortable? When I’m at work, I meet annoying people daily. If I were as fussy as you, I’d have had a heart attack long ago."
"Tell me about when you were doing a rescue and ended up beating the hostage." Qian recalled someone mentioning to her before, apparently Yu Minglang had such an incident.
Yu Minglang cleared his throat awkwardly, "Let’s not talk about that."
"I want to hear it."
"...Actually, there’s not much to say. The contractor owed the workers money. People worked for him for free for a year, and their child urgently needed medical treatment, waiting for the money. The contractor apparently didn’t lack money, but spent it on gambling and women, and even humiliated the worker in front of many people. The worker’s child passed away due to lack of medical treatment. In anger, the worker kidnapped the contractor intending to perish together."
Yu Minglang saved the hostage, but then ended up beating the hostage himself, and he got into trouble...
With just a few words, Qian understood. Her Xiaoqiang is a man of responsibility with a fierce nature. Rescuing hostages is his mission; beating the hostage afterward is his fierce nature. He is a man of flesh, blood, and principles.
"I’ve found I’m liking you more and more."
Yu Minglang’s face heated up, feeling both proud and exhilarated under her admiring gaze.
Qian didn’t dwell on the matter. With her emotions swinging wildly this evening, it was thrillingly dangerous. She was bleeding below while Xiaoqiang was having a nosebleed above, yet she still stubbornly held on.
Yu Minglang declared that even if she bled like pig blood cake, he wouldn’t let go, and they’d hold on for a while longer, even if they couldn’t stop at Maple Forest later.
Qian spent the night dreaming in his arms, dreaming of the things Qu Xue did to her and her mother in the previous life, waking up feeling thoroughly uncomfortable, with Yu Minglang staring at her like a pair of bright light bulbs.
"You didn’t sleep?"
"Slept but woke up again."
"Silly." Qian pecked his face and stretched lazily.
"I feel so uncomfortable..."
"What’s wrong?"
"Dreamed of someone I dislike, and even my sleep quality declined." Dreams are such magical things; dreaming of someone you like puts you in a good mood all day, while dreaming of someone you dislike makes you wake up unrested.
"Who did you dream of?"
"I didn’t dream of anyone, just flew all night." Flying made her body ache upon waking.
Yu Minglang felt jealous.
"You didn’t dream about me?"
"Dreams are uncontrollable, aren’t they? If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t—"
She abruptly stopped, couldn’t let him know or he’d get too smug.
But Yu Minglang clearly misunderstood, he leaned in with a mischievous grin less than 3 cm from Qian.
"Did you dream of something inappropriate, huh?"
"What are you thinking? It’s just flying."
"Mei, do you even care about me? You flew, what about me?" Yu Minglang was irritated, he dreamed about something unspeakable last night.
"I won’t fly; I’ll make breakfast."
Yu Minglang pressed her down, "You go wash up and read something casually, but don’t enter the kitchen, I’ll cook!"
As he walked out, he added.
"You haven’t moved here yet, and I don’t want you to live in a house that’s been blasted. From now on, I’ll cook."
Qian put on her glasses, habitually adjusted them, and sighed.
It seems her cooking really left a deep shadow in Xiaoqiang’s mind...
Yu Minglang prepared new toiletries for Qian. It wasn’t clear if they were prepared on time or bought quickly.
Qian leisurely finished her washing up and wandered into the kitchen where Yu Minglang was frying eggs. His one-handed egg-cracking was extremely dashing.
Originally intending to sincerely help him, Qian was carried out by Yu Minglang, who even locked the door afraid she’d come back in.
Qian could only wander around.
Yu Minglang loved reading, having a room with bookshelves filling three walls, mostly comics...
There were also some psychology books, likely bought after meeting Qian. The thought of him sitting there reading reminded her of him thinking about her, and it made Qian smile.
He’s not one to study hard, but his grades have always been good, perhaps it’s extraordinary talent, enviable to ordinary people.
Finding pen and paper, she wrote down a few books she found good, planning to share them with him. If they can’t always be together, reading the same book might be another form of sweetness. The essence of love is sharing, to give what you love to him.
Qian thought for a moment, then added "Dreams and Psychology," emphasizing that the interpretation of dreams in certain pages should be given special attention, finishing with a mischievous smile.
"Silly Xiaoqiang, dreaming of flying means dreaming of you, doesn’t it?" Leaving this cryptic message, Yu Minglang would probably have a nosebleed when he sees it.