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For a date, we need to take It step by step. Letâs start with a movie and save the swimsuits for later.â
She almost believed his wicked words.
Yu Minglang, who claimed to be a decent man, dragged Xiao Qian by the hand to a private screening room. As soon as the door closed, they were all over each other.
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Werenât you going to take it step by step?â Xiao Qian teased him while dodging his eager lips.
Yu Minglang used his hands to tum her face towards his, unable to wait to kiss her.
The lights in the screening room were off, and in the pitch-black darkness, they couldnât wait to embrace each other. The only sound in the quiet space was their racing heartbeats.
His hands became restless, and under his strength, Xiao Qian couldnât help but shift. Accidentally, she bumped the light switch on the wall, and the room lit up instantly.
Yu Minglang quickly withdrew his hands and started to help her tidy up the messy strands of hair on her cheeks.
If it werenât for their disordered breathing and the lingering electric current in their bodies, she would have thought that everything that just happened in the darkness took place in another parallel universe.
His breathing was still uneven, and he was trying hard to adjust it. His eyes seemed feverish as they met Xiao Qianâs clear ones, ultimately turning into a sigh.
âQian Bao, when will you grow upâ¦â
âIâm already an adult.â
âNo⦠itâs still too early.â He helplessly buried his head in her shoulder.
âWait until you graduate from university, then weâll get married, okay?â He found that his self-control wasnât as good as he had imagined.
Xiao Qian glanced at a certain part of him that was even more excited than his emotions and hinted suggestively.
âIs it because of this? You donât have to wait until marriage for this, do you?â
âNo, we have to wait until weâre married.â Yu Minglang was a principled man, he could kiss and watch, but not do anything else.
âReally?â Xiao Qian seemed to have thought of something and had a playful smile on her lips.
âItâs a principle. I will protect you.â Yu Minglang pecked her hair, then took her hand and sat down on the leather sofa in the room, looking through the DVDs to decide what to watch.
âExactly the same.â Xiao Qian mumbled to herself.
âWhat did you say?â
âNothing, do you have Midnight Bell?â
âHold on, let me check.â
Their conversation was an exact replica of the one Yu Minglang had with Xiao Qian in their previous encounter.
In their previous lives, she pursued him, and every time they reached a critical moment, he would put on the brakes. He refused to take the final step before marriage, insisting that the best should be saved for after.
Xiao Qian was a headstrong woman who couldnât stand his outdated mindset She found an opportunity to spike his drink and took matters into her own hands.
The next morning, he woke up and saw the blood on the sheets without uttering a word. With a dark expression, he turned and left, leaving Xiao Qian seething with anger. She wondered if he disliked her inexperience as much as she disliked his novice technique.
However, less than half a day had passed when he returned, holding a diamond ring box and proposing on his knees. Xiao Qian was startled, thinking that it was normal to have sex, but was it necessary to be so serious about it?
This lifetime was no different, still adhering to his principles and desperately holding back his urges.
âIt goes hard and then soft; itâs just a different form.â Xiao Qian was talking about frozen pears.
She thought about how when she suggested Lily Tang using frozen pears, her fatherâs attitude changed. In truth, he was still the same father, and his love hadnât changed.
However, when Yu Minglang heard her words, he thought of something elseâ¦
He was browsing through various horror movies, just about to quench his inner evil desires when he heard Xiao Qian muttering about softness and hardness beside him.
The disobedient thing betrayed the organizationâs leader and seemed to be moving in an uncontrollable direction. Xiao Qian looked up to see his helpless expression.
âQian Bao, donât tease me⦠we canât make a mistake, weâre not married yetâ¦â âPfft!â Xiao Qian was amused by his pathetic expression and reached out to tousle his hair.
âCome on, let s watch Sadako, Jia Yezi, and all sorts of terrifying female ghosts. Thatâll put out your inner evil fire.â
âThe most evil ghost is you, an alluring one at that, always hanging around me.â Yu Minglang muttered under his breath.
âWhat did you say?â
âNothing, letâs watch the movie!â Yu Minglang stood up with a pale face and pressed the service bell. Soon, a waiter came in.
âBring ice water with ice cubes.â
The evil desires were overwhelming, but only ice could cool them down.
Yu Minglang looked at the gleeful Xiao Qian and added another sentence.
âAnd some hot popcorn, the kind thatâs still warm.â
âAlright, brother, please wait a moment.â The waiter turned and left.
âWhatâs with the ice and hot popcorn? Are you trying to experience the contrasting sensations of hot and cold?â
This firestarter of a little demon!
Yu Minglang pointed a finger at Xiao Qian, making a ferocious expression Xiao
Qian obediently pretended to zip her mouth and teased him no longer.
Yu Minglang huffed as he changed the disc. The small private room had a projector that could display an image the size of a wall, and the audio was also impressive. He watched the beginning, then suddenly turned to face Xiao Qian and asked her sternly.
âHow did you know about this hot-and-cold contrast?â
âPfft!â Xiao Qian couldnât help but laugh.
âBe serious, answer my question!â
How could his innocent Xiao Mei know about such impure things!
âHow many strokes are there in the word âloveâ?â
âTen strokes.â Yu Minglang wrote it down and calculated the number of strokes.
âHow many strokes are there in the word âhateâ?â
âNme strokes-not so fast, youâre trying to change the subject!â Thereâs no way she could outsmart this scholar.
âLove is just one stroke more than hatred, yet the result is a world of difference between hot and cold. What I meant earlier was that since youâre giving me love with the popcorn, if you drink ice water, wouldnât you feel hatred? Thus I only like love, not hatred, thatâs what I meant, what were you thinking?â
Motionless, Yu Minglang turned around. Xiao Qian rejoiced. Look, itâs so useful to read some soul chicken soup, which could even be used to deceive others at crucial moments.
Suddenly, Yu Minglang grabbed Xiao Qianâs shoulder and fiercely kissed her.
âYou little thing, do you think Iâm as naive as your little brother? Donât try to trick me in the future!â He almost fell for her ruse! This cunning little girl!
Yu Minglang pointed at Xiao Qianâs forehead, seriously warning her. Seeing her smiling face, he added another sentence.
âYouâre not allowed to watch those kinds of movies or read those kinds of books anymore. Theyâre not healthy, and youâre still young, so itâs not suitable foryou to be exposed to these things too soon, understood?â He preached earnestly.
âThen youâre not healthy either. Where is your hand? I should stay away from you.â Xiao Qian pretended to escape but was caught and hugged by him.
âWhy are you dodging? Youâll be scared if you donât hold my hand during the ghost movie.â
âYouâre the one whoâs scared, arenât you?â
âIf I donât kiss you until youâre out of breath, that little mouth of yours never behaves. Come here, let me kiss you again!â
Meanwhile, Sadako on the big screen feltwronged as she worked extra hard to crawl. Hey, you two who are watching the movie, can you be more focused and give a terrified expression? Weâre watching a horror movie here, canât you be a little more serious for onceâ¦.