Chapter 759: Right now, Qingqing is Acting more like the Pork Hock

Chapter 759: Right now, Qingqing is Acting more like the Pork Hock

He felt something tighten around his neck followed by a hot kiss on his lips. Then the scent of sweetness and alcohol entered his nostrils.

His instinct told him that his girl would never be this open. But the familiarity he craved stopped him from kicking out this unwelcomed guest.

With one arm around this intruder, he turned on the light with his other hand.

Though he was prepared, when he met the gaze of that familiar pair of eyes, his heart tightened and he hugged onto the intruder tighter.

“You…”

His open lips gave the girl a chance to invade.

The sleepiness in Jun Yexuan’s eyes disappeared at once. Instead, his gaze started to look a little dangerous.

After some time, he decided that his girl acted possessed because she drank alcohol.

His heart beated unevenly. Jun Yexuan grabbed Qiao Qing’s hands, which played with his buttons. With his voice coarse, “Girl, who am I?”

Qiao Qing’s eyes were wide and bright, “Pork hock!”

Jun Yexuan, “…”

Jun Yexuan lost his composure and laughed. He freed one hand and dialed the intercom number, “Prepare some hangover soup and send it to my room.”

The young woman was getting impatient since she kept on getting interrupted, “Pork hock!”

Jun Yexuan was more than satisfied to be holding onto her. He raised an eyebrow, “Right now, Qingqing is acting more like the pork hock.”

Qiao Qing was a little stunned. She retracted her hand and tried to get off the bed.

She was mad now! What’s the point of talking to this pork hock?

Jun Yexuan pulled her back into his arms.

His voice turned even more coarse, “Can you feel how much I want you? But now is not the time.”

He curled his finger around her hair and played with it.

He stared into her eyes and continued, “I wouldn’t let you be in a hazy state for our first time.”

“I wouldn’t be able to live with that and I would disappoint your family. Since you’ve chosen to use alcohol before granting me my wishes, it means you are not ready to give yourself to me.”

“You must’ve made your promise back then irrationally and emotionally, Qingqing.”

He called out her name. That one name he called out contained so many different emotions. There was heat, there was passion.

“We will wait until we are married. I can wait for you. As long as you get to be mine.”

“The only thing I cannot accept is if you abandon me and choose someone else.”

Just then, a knock came from outside the door.

He rested his lips on Qiao Qing’s forehead for a while before he got out of bed. He took the hangover soup and came back.

He watched the hazy girl sleep in his bed and his lips couldn’t help but curl upwards.

After he tested the temperature of the hangover soup, he helped Qiao Qing sit up against him.

He fed her the soup spoon by spoon while he whispered by her ear, “Of course, if you still plan on giving yourself to me after you’re sober, I wouldn’t say no – even if your brother slaughters me.”

After the soup was done, Jun Yexuan placed the empty bowl on the side and wiped Qiao Qing’s lips.

Qiao Qing’s large eyes blinked and blinked. Jun Yexuan stared into them and asked, “You want to sleep here or do you want to go back and sleep?”