Chapter 483 - You’re Such a Bad Girl (2/2)

Luo Sang hesitated for a moment and then said, embarra.s.sed, “Your father won’t be there, will he?”

Nian Xi was puzzled at first, then replied, “I don’t think he will.”

“It won’t be a big deal, even if he is there. Why are you afraid of him?” Murong Cheng smiled coldly and said, “If he doesn’t want you two to be together, tell him to come and talk to me. I’ll slap his face and ask him what makes him think that he can teach his son about marriage.”

“Ugh…”

Looking at Murong Cheng, who was hardly as fierce as she was being right now, Luo Sang didn’t know what to say. However, as the New Year was coming, and she had accepted Nian Junting’s proposal, she would need to meet Nian Qignyun sooner or later. Also, after what happened to her at Christmas, she had no fear now.

“You don’t need to take him seriously.” Nian Junting gently patted the back of her hand.

Luo Sang sighed. How can I possibly not take him seriously? He’s your father, after all, she thought.

…

After dinner, Murong Cheng and Nian Xi left together. Luo Sang hadn’t rested well on the plane yesterday, so she took a shower and went to bed early. Seeing that, Nian Junting’s eyes s.h.i.+ned. He quickly took off his shoes, got onto the bed to kiss her, and then said, “Luo, did you come to bed so early to wait for me because you know that you still owe me twice?”

“I’m really tired. Can we do it tomorrow?” Luo Sang wasn’t very happy as Nian Junting dragged up and unb.u.t.toned her pajamas.

Nian Junting raised his eyebrows and asked, “So are you going to owe me three times tomorrow?”

Luo Sang didn’t know how to respond to that. Nian Junting chuckled, then smoothly took off her clothes. Luo Sang knew that she had no way to change his mind, so she just let him do whatever he wanted.

A while later, Nian Junting did not quite feel satisfied, as she hadn’t responded to him pa.s.sionately. “Why didn’t you kiss me back?” he asked.

“I told you that I’m exhausted,” Luo Sang pouted.

Nian Junting was already mad with l.u.s.t. Seeing her pouting lips, he had even more difficulty controlling himself…