Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go Chapter 1135 - 1139: What Do You Want to Do

"What do you mean by that?" He chuckled, his eyes glinting. "Does it hurt, or not?"

"It’s sore, Yao. Can we possibly avoid being so… frequent in the future?" She had barely slept the entire night, yet her eyes still held a noticeable lack of sparkle.

Beitang Yao felt a pang of hurt. Was she implying that he was too vigorous and demanding of her?

"You were the one who seduced me! And now you claim I’m too frequent?" He questioned incredulously. Was she seriously bringing up bedroom matters so early in the morning? Was she intentionally trying to provoke him?

"I didn’t…" Her face flushed crimson, and she quickly attempted to explain, her voice tinged with a hint of weakness.

"Didn’t, you say?" He struggled to suppress the surging heat within him. He seriously couldn’t afford to be reckless any longer!

He clearly didn't want her to gain a reputation for being too demanding, did he?

Xia Qingqian desperately wished to rise. Being held so tightly was incredibly uncomfortable, and moreover, Beitang Yao’s hand was becoming increasingly unrestrained, wandering over her body. She truly couldn't endure it any longer. Hastily, she reached out to grasp his hand. "Yao, what are you trying to do?"

"What do you suppose I’m trying to do?" Her delicate hand clasped his, a sensation that was exquisitely wonderful, and a wicked grin spread across his face.

He discovered himself growing more and more captivated by her form. Just a moment apart, and upon seeing her again, upon touching her smooth skin, the desire within him surged once more! Damn it!

"Yao, can you please not be like this? Didn’t you mention we were returning to the country today? Let me prepare breakfast for you first." Seizing the opportunity of Beitang Yao’s momentary thoughtfulness, she slipped out of his embrace, creating a safe distance between them, and stated this calmly.

As she finished speaking and turned to walk away, Beitang Yao was unwilling to be left behind. He stepped forward, seizing her wrist with a slightly firmer grip, and casually remarked, "There’s no rush. Let’s tend to a few matters first before you prepare breakfast, alright?"

His gentle tone was truly captivating and alluring. More significantly, it possessed the power to enchant a person, drawing them unconsciously into his voice, leaving them mesmerized.

Xia Qingqian nearly gave her assent, but as his hand began to caress her lower abdomen, a sudden spasm erupted within her belly, radiating throughout her entire body. Her body trembled, and she quickly restrained him. "Yao! Please… don’t be like this?"

How could he be like a persistent phantom, always clinging to her without respite? If this continued, she truly feared she would become increasingly apprehensive.

"You say, not be like *what*?" He held her tightly, utterly unwilling to cease his actions for even a moment, his hands exploring her body. "Clarify your words for me."

"Yao, since we are departing today, the company surely has a substantial amount of business to attend to and instructions to issue, correct? Allow me to make your breakfast first; you have a great many tasks ahead of you." She swallowed, hoping her words might effectively halt his advances.

Beitang Yao considered her words. She wasn’t entirely being unreasonable. His hands stilled, and he murmured, "Very well, make breakfast first. I shall head to the study to review the remaining documents." He then released her.

Xia Qingqian finally let out a breath of relief. The moment he released her, she took several steps forward before halting, ensuring a secure distance separated them, and then inquired, "Young Master, what is it you’d fancy for breakfast? I shall prepare it for you."

"Xia Qingqian, what did you just address me as?" Beitang Yao questioned, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow, his voice deepening.