Chapter 253 A Symphony to Make Love To (1/2)

Ying Qingcang's hesitation lasted only for a split second. Right when he was about to crush the pill again, Xin Qing suddenly held up a tablet and showed him the words that she had written on its screen.

”I won't make a sound. Please don't go. And don't let me fall asleep. I... I miss you.”

Having read those words, Ying Qingcang felt his heart splintering asunder and shattering into pieces. How did he allow things to come to this? How could he drive his woman to such a piteous state? What about the promise of happiness and protection that he had once made to her? Was it just empty talk?

As if she had read his mind, Xin Qing quickly wrote more words on the tablet.

”None of this is your fault. I'm just glad that you made it back alive!”

Xin Qing continued writing, ”To me, seeing you alive is a feeling more powerful than anything else. As long as you're alive, I'm glad. Even if it temporarily prevents you from loving me!” Xin Qing stared at him, her eyes blinking several times; that was the exact moment when Ying Qingcang felt a sudden and powerful rush of emotion to his brain. The next thing he knew, liquid heat streaked down his cheeks.

He was crying.

He did cried once when he was kidnapped all those years ago. He had never cried again after that incident. Regardless, embarassment was the last thing he was feeling at the moment. Instead, he allowed his tears to streak down his cheeks freely as he opened his arms for his little woman.

Xin Qing covered her mouth with her hands and dove right into his waiting arms. For a moment, they just hugged each other. After what felt like ages, Xin Qing raised her head and saw Ying Qingcang showing her what he had written on the tablet.

”Babe! You're amazing. Thank you for trusting me!”

Xin Qing wrote quickly and stared at him once she was done.

”Xiao Rui was the one who found out about the listening device inside your body. But we all knew that you're being coerced even before he found out. We all trust you!”

Ying Qingcang nodded and wrote another line.

”She's got the old man and the chieftain. I can't just leave them alone. The root cause of your headache hasn't been removed yet. The chieftain cannot die.”

Xin Qing swiped her tears and began writing again.

”Boss Wan has already found out where they are being kept. He's working out a way to rescue them.”

Ying Qingcang's face changed slightly. He quickly wrote another line.

”No. Now isn't the right time to launch a rescue mission.”

”Why?”

Xin Qing stared at him. Was there something else that Ying Qingcang was hiding from her?

Ying Qingcang wrote, ”Oh, what the hell... Just ask him to be careful!” Ying Qingcang sighed soundlessly. All of a sudden, his eyes grew several shades darker.

Following his gaze, Xin Qing glanced down and blushed at what she saw. She had completely forgotten about the fact that she was still dressed in her lingerie. Right now, she was practically half-naked in Ying Qingcang's arms.

Ying Qingcang frowned and wrote out a line, balling his fists when he was finished writing, ”Are you trying to seduce me with that outfit?”

D*mn it to hell! He could see but not touch. He was holding the woman he loved the most in his arms, and yet he could not touch her. All of a sudden, a savage glint flashed inside his eyes. ”Rong Siman! One day will come when I make your f*ck*ng life a living hell!”

Then, Xin Qing suddenly wrote down his name, ”Ah Cang...”

Moments later, Ying Qingcang watched as Xin Qing tapped on the tablet's screen a few times. The melody of a symphony filled the room. Thank heavens for the room's soundproof walls; otherwise, the tunes would have woken Wangwang up.

Blushing, Xin Qing wrote another line, ”She can't hear us now, right?” Ying Qingcang smiled suddenly and nodded. In the next second, he shifted their positions so that she was lying flat on her back with him on top of her.

His kisses rained down on Xin Qing's body, never missing a single spot of skin. Like a pair of burning torches, his hands roamed her body, setting her skin on fire.

Moans and gasps were masked by the symphony's tune. Then and there, a soundless act of lovemaking played out, slowly raising the temperature of the room.

”Ah! Ah Cang...”

”Babe, I love you!”

Xin Qing was woken up by Wangwang's voice.

”Mother, mother! What's wrong? Are you okay?” Having heard her son's anxious yells, Xin Qing used every ounce of her strength to open her eyes. In an instant, all her senses came flooding back to her. She felt so sore and tired that she did not feel like moving an inch.

”Mother, where are you hurting? I'm calling a doctor right now.”

Xin Qing reached out and grabbed the boy. ”I'm fine. I just didn't sleep well last night. Will you help me tell Aunt Monica that I won't be going to the company today?”

”Oh,” Wangwang said. Then, he gave his mother a suspicious glance. ”Mother, were you bitten by something?”

That question put Xin Qing in a momentary daze. After that, she glanced down and noticed the kiss marks lining her arms.

”Ahem! Ahem!” She quickly shoved her arms back under the covers. ”I have an allergic reaction. Go on, now! Go downstairs to have your breakfast!”

Wangwang strode off and mumbled to himself, ”Have to ask Brother Xiao Rui later if he has a way to fix this. That looked like some serious allergy that mom has.”

After the boy left, Xin Qing strained to shift her body into another position. A glass of water sat beside the bed, on the nightstand. She took the glass and drank a few mouthfuls. Then, she picked up the tablet. Indeed, the screen showed the message that Ying Qingcang had left for her.

”I'm sorry, babe. I have to leave first. Please give me more time. Love you!” He added another line after that, ”Oh, and stay the hell from that army neanderthal!”

Hahaha! Xin Qing read the message over and over again for a few times, sporting a massive grin on her face all the while. Then, she felt a sticky sensation in her crotch, which brought another blush to her face. She climbed out of bed with difficulty and went into the bathroom to clean up.

Zhang Mi came to check on Xin Qing in the afternoon. Zhang Mi walked into the house to see a certain someone sprawled on the couch, grinning stupidly at the TV screen where some lame show was playing.

”Say, aren't you supposed to be sick and unwell?” Annoyed, Zhang Mi plopped down beside Xin Qing on the couch. ”It turns out that you're just slacking off at home so that you can watch a bunch of stupid rom-coms.”

Xin Qing lowered the volume, picked up a bag of potato chips, and started munching. ”I am unwell, that's why I'm watching rom-coms to cheer myself up!”

”You haven't done this type of thing for quite a while, you know,” Zhang Mi said, opening a new bag of chips. While munching on chips, Zhang Mi gave Xin Qing a sidelong glance. ”Hey, I suddenly feel like you've been treated like a slave for far too long. I can't even remember the last time you ate chips in front of the TV.”