Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go Chapter 1119 - 1123: Lost and Found

"Let's have a real spar and see if I'm truly going to be in any danger, hmm?" He took her wrist, brought it to his lips, and kissed it, his seductive phoenix eyes locking onto hers, unblinking.

"Get up, no!" She truly didn't want this, and he couldn't keep doing this to her! "My body really can't handle it. If you... if you really want it, go find Miss Gu!" By the time she uttered the last sentence, her voice was nearly choked with sobs. She turned her face away, not daring to meet his gaze.

He flipped over, pinning her beneath him, his phoenix-like eyes reflecting a sharp, intense light and shadow. "Xia Qingqian, what are you saying? You're telling me to go find another woman?"

She could feel his anger was more potent than she had ever witnessed, causing her entire body to tremble uncontrollably.

"No!" She twisted her head, evading his kisses that rained down upon her, her voice thick with tears as she pleaded pitifully, "Young Master, I truly can't. I'm begging you, please let me go!"

Seeing that Beitang Yao still wouldn't release her, she began to pound his chest with her fists, though she restrained her strength, terrified of truly provoking his anger.

"Satisfy me, and I will naturally let you go." He felt that she would never comprehend the true feeling in his heart of losing something and then regaining it.

Only by doing this could he feel that she was truly his.

"Young Master, honestly, I'm begging you, next time, okay? I really can't take it anymore!" This was all she could manage to say. She just knew Beitang Yao was waiting for her to utter this very sentence.

As expected, the corners of Beitang Yao's lips curved into a wicked, devilish smile. He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth. "Good girl, you should have done this a long time ago."

The very next second, Xia Qingqian felt her entire body being lifted abruptly from the bed. Startled, she wrapped her arms around his neck, staring at him in bewilderment. "Young Master, what are you going to do?!"

Beitang Yao responded with actions, not words. Holding her in his arms, he carried her into the bathroom and gently placed her down in the bathtub. The water temperature was perfect.

The instant her body met the warm water, a profound sense of relaxation washed over her entire being. She couldn't help but let out a soft sigh; it was simply too comfortable. However, a pair of ill-intentioned eyes had been fixed on her the entire time.

"Your clothes are already wet. I'll help you take them off." He shed his own clothes, retaining only a pair of tight-fitting briefs, then lazily slid into the tub. The bathtub was quite spacious; even with two people, there was ample room.

Xia Qingqian sensed a dangerous aura drawing nearer. She hastily crossed her arms over her chest, her ink-black hair cascading forward, covering her breasts.

"No!" she gasped in alarm.

Beitang Yao shook his head, bent his legs, and moved closer to her, reaching out to peel off her soaked garments. "You have to remove your clothes to bathe, of course. We've already been completely exposed to each other for so long, and you're still shy?"

Hearing him say that, her face flushed an even deeper shade of red. She had never imagined Beitang Yao could utter so many suggestive jokes.

Even though she had been faced with him, completely bare, countless times before, it had always been under duress. Beneath his embrace, she was merely the recipient, never the one to experience pleasure.

He relentlessly took from her; how could she possibly feel any enjoyment?

"No need, Young Master. You bathe first, I'll wash later." She abruptly stood up, sending water splashing onto him. As soon as she finished speaking, she lifted her foot, preparing to step out of the tub. She knew the Young Master possessed a severe obsession with cleanliness; how could he possibly desire to share a bathing experience with her?