Chapter 23 Part 1
Zhou Tingsheng grew quiet for a couple seconds, then pushed Ye Qiao back onto
the hood of the car . Ye Qiao felt a dull pain on her back as she thumped against
the metal . Despite that, she was looking at the sky, giggling . Zhou Tingsheng began
pulling the clothes off her shoulder, his breath close to her collar bone, gently tickling
her . The wind in the evening was getting cooler, she shivered slightly and closed her
eyes .
She suddenly felt a pinch .
He bit her! His breath was near the tattoo on her chest, it was as hot as an iron .
Zhou Tingsheng breathed out a long breath near her ear and said in a low voice:
“I’ve brought Ophelia with me . He’s right behind you……”
Stunned, Ye Qiao tried to turn to take a look but Zhou Tingsheng turned her head
back quickly to face him again . She could only catch a glimpse of the kitten, watching
them on the other side of the windshield .
Somewhat embarrassed, her fingernails subconsciously embedded into his arms .
To Zhou Tingsheng, it felt like she was tickling him and he kissed her with a smile .
In the deep forest, under the evening sky, as all the birds were flying back to their
nests, an intense passion that had been ignited, had now found its outlet .
The sky grew darker and the moon now hung on the tip of a tree’s branch, Ye Qiao
pointed the skirt on the ground: “Help me put it on . ”
Zhou Tingsheng squinted, then bent over to pick it up . He slowly put the skirt back
on Ye Qiao .
Ye Qiao stretched her open arms around his neck and shamelessly ordered: “My bra . ”
Zhou Tingsheng reached around to clasp the bra for her . He asked distractly: “Can’t
you do it yourself?”
Ye Qiao scornfully said: “Is putting on my clothes too tiring for you? You didn’t complain
when you took them off . ”
Zhou Tingsheng had never seen anyone act like a queen while in a state of undress .
He chuckled: “Knock it off . ”
Ye Qiao was enjoying being drama queen . She turned sideways to ask him to pick her
up: “I can’t move . Take me to the car . ”
Zhou Tingsheng raised the tips of his eyebrows and bent over her: “I think it’s pretty
good right here, no need to go into the car . ”
Ye Qiao hadn’t put her top on yet and she didn’t have the energy to do it again . She
pushed him away with one hand, using the other hand to support herself on the hood .
Both of her legs kicked randomly: “Get lost . ” She looked up and saw multiple scratch
marks on his neck . She stopped struggling and, losing her strength, slid down the hood
into his arms .
He was carrying her in his arms like bride .
Chapter end
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