Two-Faced Husband, Have Some Decency!

Chapter 120: His Eagerness Is Frightening. Say, What Do You Think He’s Turned into After Holding Himself Back for so Many Years?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Qi Chengzhi was still holding Song Yu’s hands, even once they were in the car. He placed her hand on his thigh. Beneath the fabric of his long pants were his supple muscles.

Her palm was warm from the forceful, surging heat of his thigh, and his broad palm.

From time to time, he would rub the center of her palm. Song Yu felt ticklish, but she neither dared let out a sound nor move a single muscle. She held it all in because she was afraid that he would say all kinds of lewd and suggestive things.

Recalling Yu Keyao’s sudden change of expression earlier, she asked him, “When did you come into the café?”

Qi Chengzhi glanced at her with a deadpan expression, making Song Yu feel even more curious.

How much of their conversation did he hear for him to have such an unnatural reaction?

“Tell me!” she urged, pinching his thigh. Her fingers did not find purchase, as his thigh was lean and firm. The most she could manage was a gentle press.

Qi Chengzhi was extremely wary of letting her stir up trouble near his most sensitive area. He gripped her hand, rubbing it, before saying in his rich voice, “I heard you warn Yu Keyao not to call me Big Brother Chengzhi.”

Song Yu tilted her head downward and peeked at him in embarrassment. It was only natural that she blushed.

She was not afraid that he would be angry, neither did she feel guilt. Her blush was one born out of the embarrassment of getting caught in an act of jealousy. Looking back on the words she had earlier said, she felt she had been too overbearing.

“You’re the one who attracted such a distasteful person,” she grumbled, pouting in dissatisfaction.

With a sudden jerk of the steering wheel, Qi Chengzhi parked the car. They were now parked by the side of the road.

Song Yu was unable to react in time. His sudden action made her think he was angry. But, as she was about to protest, his shadow fell upon her.

Qi Chengzhi pressed her down and kissed her pouting lips.

His warm tongue parted her lips and darted in. Song Yu let out a muffled sound but did not resist his advances.

They were still on the side of the road. “Did he park the car to kiss me?”

“Isn’t he a bit extreme in following his desires?”

His violent kisses left no part of her lips untouched. Satiated, he broke free and placed his hands on the back of her seat, his ragged breaths flowing past her.

Her soft, red lips lay parted, giving her an innocent yet beguiling look.

Unable to control himself, Qi Chengzhi lowered his head and began giving her tiny kisses. He started from the corner of her mouth, traveling to the center of her lips, then proceeding to the other corner. He whispered, while his lips were still brushing hers, “Seeing you pout makes me want to devour your lips.”

Song Yu was about to explode from his shameless ministrations. Even his words were salacious, and he was being more direct than he ever was before.

“Stop fooling around.” She poked him and blushed. Since she was so close to him, her lips brushed against his when she spoke.

“I’m not fooling around,” he replied, kissing her lips a couple more times. His fingers crept beneath her clothes as he spoke.

“The police are gonna give you a ticket!” Song Yu exclaimed, blushing. She could feel the familiar haze as if an electrical current was coursing through her body.

“Then kiss me,” Qi Chengzhi whispered, his voice low and husky.

Hearing her admonish Yu Keyao at the café earlier had neither angered him nor lowered his opinion of her. On the contrary, he had felt proud by her show of anger.

She had been unaware of her warrior-like demeanor, as she defended her claim with a burning ferocity.

Anyone who wanted to steal him away would have to face her wrath first.

He found this side of her to be especially endearing.

She had never displayed such a reaction when she had been betrothed to Qi Chengji. She had not even emitted such ferocity whilst she had been in love with Jian Yi.

She was only like this with him. It was a testament to her love for him. It was proof that she had carved him deep into her heart.

The happiness that Qi Chengzhi felt was indescribable. Every cell in his body fizzled with happiness. He hated that he could not recline her seat and take her. He desired to hear her call him hers.