novelraw Chapter 83 Do you want to...?
Chapter 83 Do you want to...?
Song Xinya was standing properly on her tiptoes, but as soon as Qin Yuhe pressed close to her, her legs went weak and her body swayed to one side.
He held her slender waist in his palm and steadied her.
The hand on her waist was slender and warm, its strength carrying an irresistible possessiveness.
His sharp, hard fingers brushed against her sensitive waist, sending a tingling, itchy sensation through her skin, like an invisible yet pervasive electric current climbing up her waistline, numbing her all the way to her heart, controlling her heartbeat.
The sense of crisis of being controlled, invaded, and swallowed up was like an unbreakable net, tightly enveloping her.
The kitchen door was open, and Jiang Yaoxue, Qin Yuyan, and the maids were all in the living room.
The TV is showing "Milk Dragon vs. Tyrannosaurus".
The innocent and adorable voices of cartoon characters, full of childlike charm, echoed throughout the hall.
In the kitchen, Song Xinya was pinned against the wall by Qin Yuhe.
His hand lifted the hem of her white shirt, revealing a slender, snow-white waist.
He ran his fingers over it, stroking it back and forth.
Ambiguous, provocative, and skillful.
In matters of the heart, he was a master, able to arouse a woman's desire with ease.
The mouth can lie, but the heartbeat cannot.
What adults want is the most primal kind of happiness.
Song Xinya's heartbeat became unbalanced, her breathing became rapid, and her clear-headed rationality slowly turned into snowflakes.
Are we supposed to fight him right here in the kitchen?!
The door is still open!
This is insane!
Just as her snowflake-like rationality was about to turn into a blank, she gripped the large, mischievous hand around her waist tightly.
She placed her palm on the back of his hand, clearly feeling the bulging veins on his hand.
Song Xinya: "Mr. Qin, what are you doing?"
Qin Yuhe: "If you fall, I'll help you up; I'm doing a good deed."
A flock of crows flew over Song Xinya's head.
What a crazy act of bravery!
Pinning her against the wall and constantly stroking her waist with his fingers—is that what you call acting bravely for a just cause?
Is it that she's too narrow-minded, or that he's too big-minded?
In summer, people wear fewer clothes, and he was wearing them too tightly. The thin fabric made all changes impossible to hide.
He is well-funded.
Song Xinya was a little flustered.
At the same time, I felt a surge of emotion and my heart was pounding.
The difference between humans and animals is that animals follow their instincts completely, while humans possess self-control.
Song Xinya gripped the large hand around her waist tightly, and Qin Yuhe followed her instructions and made no further move.
A strong man's arm reached over her head, one hand supporting her waist, the other picking up a gray apron from the clothes hanger.
Song Xinya hung up the pink apron she was holding.
Qin Yuhe stuffed the gray apron into her hands.
"Help me get dressed."
"it is good."
Song Xinya turned between the wall and his body, her round, pert buttocks scraping and rubbing against him.
She didn't see his suddenly darkening pupils as her gaze fell downwards.
She held up her apron and stood on tiptoe, and he lowered his head in agreement.
Aprons are not typically associated with being cool, but on his broad shoulders and narrow waist, they look very stylish.
The feeling of being a married man is overwhelming.
In short, it can be described as follows:
You can tell his food is delicious even before he starts cooking.
This is an irresistible, top-tier male beauty.
Qin Yuhe walked to the gas stove: "Mrs. Qin, teach me how to cook."
Song Xinya stood beside him.
Qin Yuhe: "What's the first step? Heat the pan and pour in the oil?"
"No," Song Xinya said, "turn on the range hood first, otherwise you'll be covered in cooking fumes."
Qin Yuhe said with a serious expression, "That makes sense."
The young master would never use a range hood, so Song Xinya turned it on and adjusted the fan speed.
Next, she began to instruct him on how to cook.
When people reach a certain social class and position, and have been in a high position for a long time, they easily become unable to bend down, unwilling to learn from or ask for advice from those below them, feeling that it is a loss of face and damages their dignity.
Qin Yuhe did a good job in this regard.
Outside, he was a shrewd and powerful young master in Beijing's elite circles. Inside, he knew he lacked skill in cooking, so he didn't pretend to know what he didn't. He remained calm, humble, and diligently learned from Song Xinya, asking for her advice in a gentle voice and following her guidance.
This fully demonstrates the demeanor of a young master from a prominent family.
Song Xinya would occasionally look up, staring blankly at his calm expression and serious eyes.
He never does anything half-heartedly; he takes everything very seriously.
No wonder they've built such a large business; their serious and meticulous attitude towards everything is something most people can't match.
Successful people do have their reasons for success.
"Have you seen enough?" Qin Yuhe turned his head to look at her, his hands supporting him on the rock.
Song Xinya's eyes met his gaze unexpectedly, and her heart skipped a beat.
How could this person be like this, flirting with everyone and everything?
Or perhaps her heart is too fragile; it pounds as soon as she sees him.
Qin Yuhe looked at her gently: "If you're going to teach me how to cook, then teach me properly. Why are you always daydreaming?"
Song Xinya: "Well, I still taught you very well."
Qin Yuhe: "Could it be because I studied well?"
Song Xinya: "It's because I taught well, it's because I taught well."
Qin Yuhe looked at her with a gentle smile: "It's because you taught me well."
Looking at his gentle expression, Song Xinya suddenly felt her face getting hot.
It felt like he was spoiling me like a child.
She coughed, her thick, curled eyelashes drooping, and pointed to the rising steam: "The food seems to be ready."
Qin Yuhe turned his head, picked up his chopsticks, and took out a shrimp.
Seeing that he didn't seem inclined to eat, Song Xinya asked, "Let me try it to see if it's cooked through?"
Qin Yuhe: "Don't taste it."
He beckoned to Qin Yuyan in the living room: "Come here."
Qin Yuyan asked, puzzled, "Brother, why do you want me to come over?"
Qin Yuhe thought to himself: Testing for poison.
Qin Yuhe said, "I'll give you something delicious to eat."
Qin Yuyan came running over excitedly: "Okay!"
She popped a shrimp into her mouth, savored it, and her eyes lit up: "It's so delicious! My sister-in-law made this, right?"
Since it was delicious, Qin Yuhe picked up a shrimp from the pot and fed it to Song Xinya: "Now you can eat."
The fourth step is to remove it from the pot.
The four people sat around the table and began to enjoy the fruits of their labor.
Jiang Yaoxue took a bite of the Typhoon Shelter-Style Fried Shrimp and praised it highly: "Hehe can cook so well on her first try, she really has talent."
Song Xinya: "He is exceptionally good at everything he does."
After saying that, she thought of something else, glanced at Jiang Yaoxue, and her fluttering eyelashes drooped down rapidly.
Jiang Yaoxue smiled without saying a word.
They've all been through it all; they know everything.
A healthy sex life is an important thing between husband and wife.
Love is expressed through words and actions.
Her son and daughter-in-law have a good relationship, and as their mother-in-law, she is genuinely happy for them.
During the meal, Qin Yuhe mentioned to Jiang Yaoxue that the Qin family would be holding a banquet a week later to announce his marriage to Song Xinya.
Jiang Yaoxue said she would definitely attend.
After dinner, Song Xinya wanted to spend more time with Qin Yuyan, but Qin Yuhe was in a hurry and dragged her home.
The moment Qin Yuhe sat in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, he told the driver to raise the partition.
The partition divides the car's interior into two worlds.
In the back seat, a handsome man and a beautiful woman sat together, and the temperature naturally became scorching.
As Song Xinya turned her head to look out the window to distract herself, she felt a warmth around her waist. He held her slender waist in his large hand and pulled her onto his lap.
Her two fair legs dangled on either side of his, their snow-white skin contrasting sharply with the deep black of his suit trousers.
The two colors, white and black, give off a bewitching and alluring vibe.
Qin Yuhe's face revealed something bad—that he was doing that kind of thing, or was about to do that kind of thing.
He leaned back lazily in his chair, his palm supporting her lower back, his smile exuding a confident and dashing charm.
"Mrs. Qin, you haven't answered my question yet. Isn't Mr. Qin amazing?"
Song Xinya used to think that even if it was a married couple, they should only hug and kiss each other and do those private things after they got home and closed the door.
She wasn't used to Qin Yuhe touching her at any time.
She may not be used to it, but that doesn't mean she doesn't like it.
At this moment, Song Xinya leaned gently against Qin Yuhe's chest, her soft body resting against his chest, her face buried in his neck, as soft as spring water.
"Mr. Qin, you're amazing."
Men always like to hear this kind of talk.
Qin Yuhe pressed further, asking, "How amazing is it?"
Song Xinya thought for a moment and replied, "It can make me almost die several times in one night."
Qin Yuhe asked with a smile, "Would you like to nearly die a few more times tonight?"
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
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