Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon

Chapter 440: You’ve already messed up my mind, I really want to...

The driver opened the car door for Xiyan.Xiyan slid in and lazily said, "I couldn’t sleep. I kept tossing and turning until the early morning before I finally dozed off."

"Am I air to you? If you couldn’t sleep, why didn’t you call me?"

"Why would I call you? It’s not like you’re the one with insomnia."

Ou Jue glared at her unhappily. "Xia Xiyan, are you even a woman?"

Can’t she rely on him a little more?!

Xiyan looked innocent. "What does this have to do with whether I’m a woman or not?"

"Idiot." Ou Jue gave her a helpless glance, pinched her nose in mock annoyance, and said, "From now on, whenever you can’t sleep, no matter what time it is, you must call me. Did you hear me?!"

"...Okay."

Ou Jue’s tone turned icy, carrying a faint trace of danger. "What’s that? You still dare to sound reluctant?"

"I’m not!" Xiyan quickly raised a bright smile and planted a loud kiss on Ou Jue’s cheek. "Let’s get going."

With a cold snort from his nose, Ou Jue’s expression finally softened a bit. He ordered the driver, "Drive!"

And then, he pulled Xiyan onto his lap. "Once we’re there, don’t you even think about looking at other guys."

"But there are definitely going to be guys in the film crew."

"..." Ou Jue’s pitch-black eyes locked onto Xiyan’s, silent and unyielding.

Xiyan immediately snuggled against his chest and firmly declared, "What’s so great about other guys? None of them could even compare to one of your fingers, okay? They’re not worth a second glance!"

Ou Jue’s hand gently played with Xiyan’s small earlobe, his voice husky. "You’ll call me every two hours."

That seemingly insignificant gesture sent jolts of electricity rushing through her.

So ticklish.

Xiyan shrank her neck slightly.

But the more she tried to avoid it, the more Ou Jue mischievously intensified his teasing.

He even used his broad hand to steady the back of her head, his thin lips pressing close until he took her earlobe into his mouth. This close proximity made his voice drop an octave, becoming even more seductive. "I’m talking to you. Didn’t you hear me?"

"Mhm... I heard you..." Xiyan nervously clutched his shirt, her flushed face burying itself into his neck as she whispered, "Y-Your hand, stop wandering around!!"

This bastard—he was doing it on purpose, wasn’t he?

The driver and Assistant Chen were still right up front, for goodness’ sake.

At that moment, Assistant Chen timidly raised his phone. "Y-Young Master, it’s Miss Qianmo calling..."

Xiyan, who was now sitting on Ou Jue’s lap in a rather compromising position, froze completely at the sound of Assistant Chen’s voice.

Meanwhile, Ou Jue remained as relaxed as ever, his large hand blatantly sliding under Xiyan’s clothes, tracing lazy circles on her bare back with his fingertips.

Ah...

Xiyan bit her lip to stifle the moan threatening to escape.

Ou Jue’s gaze steadily lingered on her face, which now bore a mix of embarrassment and reluctant pleasure, completely expressionless as he ordered, "Hang up."

The call was ended.

Xiyan leaned close to his ear and pleaded softly, "Can you let me off the hook? I won’t look at any other guys, and I’ll make sure to call you on time."

Damn it, this guy was really in heat first thing in the morning!

If I’d known, I would’ve asked Zeyu-ge to send me instead!!

But the softer and more docile Xiyan’s voice became in her plea, the more it seemed to ignite the Demon King’s desire to tease and torment her.

Ou Jue’s sultry voice deepened even further, raspy and full of unrestrained hunger. "You’ve already messed up my mind. I really just want to..."

...immediately let you mess up my bed.