Chapter 1080 - The Reborn Young Master’s Pampered Cousin (78)

Chapter 1080 - The Reborn Young Master’s Pampered Cousin (78)

The Reborn Young Master’s Pampered Cousin (78)
Yet he still could not help but want to come closer, to sink deeper.
The red plum trees in the Great Imperial Temple were the most beautiful, but they were in a remote area. Those who did not visit often would not know this red plum forest existed.
He saw Bai Weiwei look all around, fascinated by this grove full of red plum blossoms. Somehow, he just continued to stare at her face.
She carried a sense of innocence unique to her age. Her lips were slightly pursed, but they brought out a hint of a smile. Yet the faint red of the corners of her eyes held a seductive touch.
These two temperaments merged, inflicting a dazzling temptation.
His Adam’s apple bobbed.
Bai Weiwei suddenly narrowed her eyes. A red plum blossom petal landed close to her eye.
The petal by her eyes struck his heart with its beauty.
Bai Weiwei was about to blink and let the petal fall when a warm kiss fell on the petal, together with her eye.
She shuddered and tried to dodge it.
But her body was already pressed against the trunk of a plum tree, and his kiss swallowed the petals past his lips.
Bai Weiwei protested. “Qi Chimu, have you gone crazy ah!”
But he impatiently sealed her lips with a kiss.
The petal was crushed between the two people’s mouths, filling the air with a slick and slightly bitter floral fragrance.
Bai Weiwei could not struggle and stared at him blankly.
This appearance could simply drive one crazy.
Qi Chimu’s heart pounded, and he panted heavily. He released her and couldn’t help but press his forehead against hers, nose brushing against delicate nose, lips rubbing lips.
His breath swept over her face.
“Bai Weiwei, you are my wife.”
Bai Weiwei flushed. She said coldly, “I’m bored of us looking at each other. Go away.”
Qi Chimu froze, but he still remained in the same position.
His eyes were deep, so deep that the light of thousands of stars sank within.
Then Bai Weiwei heard him say softly, “Not bored, I’m not bored. So… pay attention to me.”
These words were soft and gentle.
Like the touch of a falling petal, carrying a floral fragrance and a fragile appeal.
Making one feel moved.
【Ding! Male lead’s favorability: 80.】
Bai Weiwei stiffened and looked at him, seeming to be touched.
Her lips trembled, and she couldn’t help but move her gaze away. Finally, she spoke in a slightly fearful voice.
“Qi Chimu, don’t try to deceive me. You hate me to death. You just don’t want me to live well. I won’t fall for it.”
Qi Chimu smiled bitterly. Truly, drinking the bitter wine he brewed himself.
She no longer believed him.
Considering the two times he tried to kill her, it was no wonder she was so guarded.
There was also the forceful humiliation in the beginning.
Qi Chimu looked into her distrusting and fearful eyes and knew that she thought he was planning on harming her again.
He lowered his eyes, a fragile sorrow revealing itself in his expression.
Then he grasped her hand and spoke in a low, hoarse voice. “Let’s go back ba. It’s cold outside; staying out too long is not good for your body.”
Bai Weiwei didn’t speak and followed him back.
It seemed she was still unable to react to his abrupt change.
After they returned, Qi Chimu had her change her clothes and boiled a bowl of ginger soup. He placed some rock sugar inside before handing it to her to drink.
Bai Weiwei silently drank it, but her brows were still furrowed.
Qi Chimu knew that his aggressive approach frightened her.
He didn’t take a step further and merely followed her with his gaze like a shadow, darkly watching her.
Bai Weiwei spat, “Qi Chimu, are you treating me as a thief? Do you have to look at me all day before you’re satisfied?”
Qi Chimu could only lower his eyes and resist the urge to follow her.
After dinner and taking a bath, Bai Weiwei came over to the bed and realized that Qi Chimu, who should have been by the desk, had also appeared on the bed.
She stared in shock, completely unsure of how to react.
Qi Chimu’s expression was still calm. He said, “Tonight I will let you do the tormenting. I will not resist. Just as I did to you, you can return the same to me.”
Bai Weiwei watched him remove his robes, baring his body.
During this period of studying, he did not forget to exercise. Coupled with the improved diet, a line of muscles had emerged on his fair and tall body, so beautiful it glowed under the light.
His hands, bound with a cloth strip, were tied to the bed. It was a wonder how he did it alone.
Qi Chimu wasn’t embarrassed at all. Instead, he lifted his head, exposing his slender neck, completely bare body, and long and powerful legs.
It was a shameless seduction.
A naked foul.
His usually indifferent face had a slight flush at this moment, so sexy it made one unable to control oneself.
“Weiwei, whips, candles, or tying up and torturing–I can do it all. I’ll do whatever you want.”