Chapter 92 (1/2)

Chapter 92: Nonexistent Self-Control

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Jiang Shaocheng wanted to pull his hand away and cover her with his coat, but Tang Qiu’s soft and delicate voice almost made him collapse.

He turned around and roared, “Yin Shulai, turn off the movie!” No one responded. He clenched his fists. When he got out, he was going to pound Yin Shulai into the ground.

“Dear… I want a kiss…” Tang Qiu embraced him and tried to plant her lips on him.

“Get a hold on yourself, Qiu. Not here…” Jiang Shaocheng felt deeply uncomfortable himself.

“I see no reason why not.” Tang Qiu smiled foolishly, her eyes glazed. She had obviously lost her mind. Her husband had said no, and she took it as an invitation.

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Jiang Shaocheng took a deep breath, took off his jacket, and tied her hands together. He covered her eyes and rose from his wheelchair to find a way to open the door. The movie was still playing in the background, flushing him with heat. Tang Qiu squirmed, rolling off the sofa onto the ground.

Worried that she was injured, Jiang Shaocheng quickly turned around and picked her up. “Are you okay, Qiu?”

Tang Qiu whined and snuggled into his arms. Jiang Shaocheng immediately flinched back and kept his distance from her, but his avoidance only seemed to fuel her. He was trapped. Without meaning to, he stared at her lush red lips. “Qiu…”

“Dear…” Her soft voice sparked an even fiercer itch in him than the movie had.

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Unable to contain himself, Jiang Shaocheng lowered his head and kissed her. But when their lips touched, it set his instincts and desire alight, and it was as if a beast had been released from its cage…

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Outside, He Lei stared at the door of the theater. The room was soundproofed, so he couldn’t hear anything. “Will the young master be… okay?”

Yin Shulai chuckled. “He’s pretending to be a cripple. What can he do? Even if something really happens, it’s your young mistress whom you should be worried about. He should be able to manage, with a film to guide him.”

“But… the young mistress…” He Lei was still worried.

“Relax. I spiked her drink. She won’t remember a thing tomorrow, so she can’t expose your young master for pretending to be disabled,” Yin Shulai said confidently.