The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Chapter 455: Don’t go, don’t leave me

"If you want to kill me, then kill me. Even if you do, I won’t let you drink anymore!" Qin Yi said stubbornly with a stern face.Then he directly carried her out of the door.

The car was parked outside, and Qin Yi placed Nangong Zhongli in the front passenger seat.

He closed the car door and quickly got into the car himself.

Perhaps the alcohol was starting to kick in, Nangong Zhongli, sitting on the seat, quieted down instead.

Her cheeks were red, and she was humming something softly.

Qin Yi carefully helped her fasten the seatbelt, then started the car.

...

"Uh... I want to drink..." In the hotel’s private room, Qin Yi opened the door with a card, holding Nangong Zhongli while walking into the bedroom.

He laid her entirely on the bed. Nangong Zhongli tore off her coat, underneath she was wearing a black lace dress, with a hint of snow-white chest faintly visible.

Qin Yi’s gaze froze for a second, then he blushed and quickly averted his eyes.

"Miss Zhong Li, I’ll go get you some tea..." Qin Yi said, walking out of the bedroom, and after a while, he came back with a cup of water.

As soon as he entered the door, his whole body stiffened.

The girl on the bed had her dress almost pulled up to her chest, and she had taken off her underwear.

Because she was too hot, she was uneasily twisting her body, seemingly wanting to undress more.

Qin Yi’s eyes widened, and he swallowed, then immediately turned around.

"Miss Zhong Li... you... you..."

"Water... I want water..." Nangong Zhongli called out dissatisfied.

Qin Yi bit his lip, turned around, tried not to look at her body, walked to the bed, and hurriedly stretched out his hand, trembling, and covered her enticing body with the bed sheet.

Then he lifted Nangong Zhongli, bringing the water cup to her lips.

"Miss Zhong Li... here’s the water." Nangong Zhongli, with her eyes closed, held his hand and drank several sips in a row.

After drinking, Qin Yi gently asked, "Do you want more?"

The girl leaned against his chest and shook her head.

Her delicate cheeks were flushed. Because she had just drunk water, her pink lips were still wet, temptingly making one’s heart race.

Qin Yi felt his limbs getting weak.

Even when facing the strongest and fiercest killers, he had never felt as nervous as he did now.

Nangong Zhongli held onto Qin Yi, rubbing her body against his chest.

"Why... why don’t you love me...?" Nangong Zhongli murmured.

Qin Yi, still holding the water cup in mid-air, stiffly placed the cup on the nearby table when he heard her.

"Miss... Zhong Li... you are drunk. I... I am not Shaochen..." Qin Yi said, reaching out to grab her wrist, trying to release the hands hugging his waist.

But as soon as he moved, she held him tighter.

"Don’t... don’t leave me... don’t..."

Qin Yi’s breath became slightly erratic. "Miss Zhong Li, you should rest early..." he said, staring at the wall in front of him, not daring to look down at her.

Because he knew very well, looking down would reveal a sight that would make him lose control.

He was really afraid he couldn’t hold back.

After speaking, he gritted his teeth, forcefully pried her hands away, and pushed her onto the bed.

He stood up, intent on escaping.

He had used too much force, catching Nangong Zhongli off guard, and she was heavily thrown onto the bed.

With a painful moan, Qin Yi quickly came to his senses and hurriedly asked, "Miss Zhong Li, are you alright?"