Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go Chapter 1130 - 1134: Do You Even Know How to Keep a Man?

"You utterly foolish woman, do you possess any understanding of how to captivate a man’s heart? Attired so plainly, resembling an elderly woman, any man would lose all desire upon prolonged exposure! Xia Qingqian, heed my words, if your intention is to extinguish my sexual interest through this pretense, I shall not permit it lightly!" He couldn't dismiss this suspicion; this woman consistently sought to thwart his desires.

Xia Qingqian was equally taken aback, tilting her head slightly to regard him, a flicker of confusion in her eyes: "In the span of these three years, have I not remained solely by your side? No other man has entered my life." Furthermore, given her circumstances, could anyone possibly fancy her, let alone propose marriage?

"By your own standards, does that imply I am not a man? Are you not concerned that your appearance might present a problem for me?" The hand encircling her waist tightened its grip infinitesimally. This infuriating woman had truly lost all semblance of control, showing him absolutely no regard.

She had never truly contemplated this matter. Her assumption was that she was, after all, merely a plaything, serving a purpose only when he required it, never once considering his potential concern for her public image.

Therefore, did this signify that he disliked her grandmotherly appearance?

In all honesty, how did she resemble an elderly woman? Her style was unequivocally fresh and comfortable. She felt good about her appearance and was rather pleased with this particular look.

"That was not my intention." She hastened to clarify, adding, "Could we perhaps cease this discussion? The porridge is nearing a cold state and will soon lose its appeal." She urged him to consume the porridge without further delay.

Observing his somewhat weary countenance, her heart was filled with warmth, accompanied by a twinge of sympathy for him.

"If it is cold, then do not partake in it. I can consume you to satiate my hunger." His elongated fingers descended to her lower abdomen, tracing gentle circles a few times, while simultaneously nibbling at her chilled earlobe in a teasing manner.

Despite their countless intimate encounters, his playful provocations still sent shivers of discomfort through her entire being, rendering her exceptionally sensitive. She swiftly extended a hand to halt his advances: "Young Master, cease this foolishness!" In her haste, she had neglected to address him by name, instead uttering the appellation 'Young Master'!

"Xia Qingqian! What precisely did you utter? Repeat it at once!" His voice, laced with menace, resonated from behind her!

Young Master! She had once again addressed him as Young Master! How many times had he corrected her on this very point? Yet, she persisted in this manner; he truly could not tolerate it any longer!

Xia Qingqian, perched upon his lap, her frame trembling, forced a smile: "I declared that the porridge would lose its delightful taste if it became cold. Pray, consume it swiftly while it remains warm."

"The subsequent utterance!" he commanded coldly, his expression darkening considerably.

"Yao!" She clenched her fists tightly, uttering the word aloud!

Upon hearing this, his rigid posture finally eased. He extended his long arm, drew the tray closer into his immediate vicinity, and harbored no intention whatsoever of releasing her.

Xia Qingqian found his behavior exceedingly peculiar. What had come over Beitang Yao? How could he be acting so uncharacteristically? He typically abhorred physical contact from others, so why was he embracing her with such intensity now? It was truly perplexing!

He did not commence his meal immediately after repositioning the tray. Instead, he turned his head to gaze at her, inquiring softly, "What is it? You do not intend to feed me? Did you not just profess your intention to do so?"

"I did not make such a statement..." She could affirm with absolute certainty that she had not uttered those words, truly not, she silently pledged in her heart.

"If I assert that you did, then you most certainly did." He displayed a trace of displeasure; her evasiveness caused him considerable discomfort! "Or perhaps you wish for me to remain unfed?"