Chapter 1991 - Marry Me
The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy
Qian Yikun clamped his hands on Mo Feiâs wrists and pulled her into his embrace.
Ding dongâ Ding dongâ Ding dongâ
Qian Yikun let go of Mo Feiâs hands and walked out.
Mo Fei tugged at her pajamas that Qian Yikun pulled apart. She nearly lost to him.
Qian Yikun recognized the person outside the door through the peephole. It was someone from the property management office.
Therefore, he opened the door without much thought.
âUm, Mr. Qian, the owner of the unit under yours lodged a report. You... youâre making too much noise here, Mr. Qian,â the young staff said with a blushing face. He noticed that Mr. Qian brought along a beautiful woman again today.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Furthermore, he clarified that it was the area above the bedroom.
In addition, Mo Fei managed to yank Qian Yikunâs bathrobe open a little. He looked rather...
âPlease be gentler, or else we wonât be able to explain ourselves to the other residents.â Please, sir, please be good. The soundproofing here was within their calculation, yet they still managed to receive complaints. Being a police officer must have made him strong.
Qian Yikun, â...â
âAlright. Iâm sorry. Weâll pay attention,â Qian Yikun said before shutting the door with a slam.
Mo Fei looked over from the bedroom door. âWhatâs wrong?â
Qian Yikun turned around and looked at Mo Fei, who was barely dressed. Then, he turned around and slammed one arm against the door above Mo Fei while staring down at her. âThe people downstairs are complaining that we made too much noise.â As he said that, he reached out to trace Mo Feiâs face.
Mo Fei, â...â
Mo Fei blinked cluelessly. She did not understand the implied meaning behind that.
Qian Yikun whispered something into her ear.
Mo Fei raised her leg and was about to kick Qian Yikun when Qian Yikun grabbed her calf. âYouâre the one whoâs going to cry if youâre crippled.â As he said that, he grabbed Mo Feiâs legs forcefully and wrapped them around his waist. With his other hand, he grabbed her waist and lifted her onto him.
âThe person living downstairs must be a single dog, right? What a busybody.â Mo Fei wrapped her arms around Qian Yikunâs neck and smirked.
They were obviously fighting, okay?
If that thing caused such a huge commotion, how much damage would that cause?
Qian Yikun closed the bedroom door with one leg. He carried Mo Fei to the bed and put her on it. âWhy donât we fulfill the premises of their complaint?â
Mo Fei suddenly turned around. Just as Qian Yikun was about to pin her down on the bed, she grabbed his waist with both her legs and flipped him onto the bed. She sat on Qian Yikunâs body.
Mo Fei lowered her head and placed her hands on his chest. âScholar, submit to us, this king. From now on, we will grant you a wonderful life. How about that?â
Qian Yikun, â...â
Did a drama queen possess her?
âI submit, I submit, I submitââ Qian Yikun shifted into a more comfortable position and his body said nothing but âEat me up nowâ.
Mo Fei looked at his reaction with a satisfied smile and bent down to plant a kiss on his lips.
Qian Yikun pressed his hand against the back of her head and kissed her more passionately.
Mo Fei was in the lead for the first half of the show. However, in the second half, it was Qian Yikunâs solo performance. Knee-deep in passion, Qian Yikun whispered into Mo Feiâs ear, âFeifei, marry me.â
Mo Fei could not hear him clearly, so she removed her legs from his waist. This time, she took a long time to regain her senses while the man remained on top of her.
âWhat did you say?â Mo Feiâs voice was hoarse from her inability to hold her loud screams in. Or perhaps, more accurately, she purposely moaned loudly for the people downstairs to hear.
Yes, Sis Fei would definitely take revenge, especially against those who wronged her.
Qian Yikun whispered into her ear, âLetâs get married. Marry me.â
He wanted to marry Mo Fei, now more than ever.