Chapter 4 His Kiss

Chapter 4 His Kiss

Lin Mianmian listened carefully; it didn't seem to be Xie Lin. The young master's voice was magnetic and slightly sexy, definitely the voice of a 186cm tall, assertive man.

The man's voice in the toilet sounded very familiar at first, but upon closer listening, it sounded quite ordinary.

Before Lin Mianmian could react, a long, slender hand pulled her into the bathroom.

The toilet door was locked with a snap. The space was cramped and small.

The strong scent of tobacco emanating from him instantly overwhelmed her senses. She fell into his arms.

The man grinned wickedly, deliberately being mischievous, and whispered in his ear, "Baby, long time no see."

"Want to try what happened next door?" Xie Lin raised an eyebrow, his tone mischievous.

"Let go!" Lin Mianmian tried to break free from the man's embrace.

"Let go! Have some self-respect!" It was almost the instant the words fell.

A fierce kiss pressed down on her, prying open her teeth without a word, forcefully silencing the last two words.

Lin Mianmian's mind went completely blank for a moment.

His kiss was hot and possessive, gripping her tightly with irresistible force.

It was as if he was venting the pain and torment of missing his wife for the past month. Thinking that his wife hadn't spoken to him for a month, he deepened the kiss.

"Ugh!" All of Lin Mianmian's exclamations were stuck deep in her throat, turning into broken sobs.

Her delicate fingertips unconsciously pressed against his eight-pack abs, her feeble resistance like an ant trying to shake a tree. "Xie Lin!"

Seeing the kitten struggle again, he tightened his arms even more, almost crushing her into his bones and blood.

Forced to tilt her head back for the kiss, she felt a sharp pain in her neck and whimpered out two words: "It hurts."

Upon hearing this, Xie Lin immediately stopped what he was doing, cupped her small face in his hands, and anxiously asked, "My darling wife, tell your husband where it hurts."

"It hurts when you kiss me," the girl murmured softly, her face flushed.

Seeing that nothing was wrong, Xie Lin resumed his carefree attitude and leaned towards Mianmian again with a roguish air, "One more time? Hmm?"

Lin Mianmian turned her head away, her face flushed, and cursed, "Bastard."

Xie Lin was overjoyed to hear his wife scold him.

The bastard leaned close to the young girl's face, his voice low and suggestive: "Say a few more things to me, hmm? Your husband loves to hear that."

After all, a beating is a sign of affection, and scolding is a sign of love. His wife scolding him means she loves him.

Where did he hear that from?

Of course, "How to Make Your Wife Spoil You for a Lifetime" is a secret manual for princes who have come to power.

It also says that even though he is the empress, he should act like a courtesan so that his wife will dote on him exclusively.

Another saying I heard from his maternal grandfather is: "A good wife brings wealth and prosperity."

After all, his powerful maternal grandfather used "There is only widowhood, not divorce" as his motto and recited it every day.

What an adorable little old man!

"Mianmian!" Jiang Nuan called out anxiously, and she took the opportunity to quickly open the door and escape the clutches of the devil.

"See you at Yunque Bay tonight! Mianmian baby!" the young master shouted.

Lin Mianmian pretended not to hear anything, letting it go in one ear and out the other.

Pulling Jiang Nuan away from He Hai Xian, fearing Xie Lin might do something else, the two went to another restaurant for dinner.

In the restaurant's VIP private room, a group of girls, each one more beautiful than the last, were dressed in fragrant strawberry cakes.

You thought they were selecting a concubine, but actually, Crown Prince Xie had summoned them to choose a birthday present for Mianmian.

Liang Cheng said that pretty girls know best what pretty girls like, and he would write it all down in a little notebook and then accompany Mianmian to do it one by one.

Xie Lin was in his first relationship, and he adored Lin Mianmian. However, he was surrounded by straight men who lacked aesthetic sense and didn't understand romance.

Xie Lin ordered a table full of the most expensive seafood, but after paying, he didn't eat a single bite. He adhered to the traditional male virtue of not dining with girls other than his wife.

Driving the sports car "Little Purple" back to the "Yunque Bay" penthouse quickly, I turned on the tap and took a shower.

A misty fog enveloped her broad shoulders and narrow waist, with water droplets trickling down her muscle lines.

A jade pendant dangled around her neck, and the Hello Kitty tattoo on her sexy waist was adorable.

He'll wash himself nice and fragrant, then he'll have to serve his darling in bed. He's not a smelly man at all.

Lin Mianmian was so engrossed in preparing her PowerPoint presentation for her group project presentation the next day that she completely forgot about Xie Lin.

The next day, at the "Cloud Peak," a top-tier club in Beijing, Xie Lin leaned lazily against a leather sofa.

He toyed with the lighter between his fingertips, his peach blossom eyes were deep and his aura was extremely low.

Bai Xiulin teased him, "Why hasn't Young Master Xie been boxing or racing lately? Could it be that he's really been heartbroken and bewitched by some little vixen?" Xie Lin remained silent with a gloomy face.