Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 865 - 867: Young Master, This Is a Highway

At seven, that Nancy was no longer the Brother Zhenyu she had been waiting for. When Brother Zhenyu was seven, he was still by his parents’ side and had already started primary school, while she followed him around day and night.

"Thank you, Young Master." She breathed a sigh of relief, gazing at the scenery outside the window.

Beitang Yao pondered inwardly about who exactly looked identical to Nancy, causing Xia Qingqian to be so absent-minded for the past two days. Now that she had met Nancy, she seemed even more dejected. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

He complained about Ye Feng’s inefficiency. The task he had assigned had yet to yield any concrete answers, and he wanted Ye Feng to investigate the men around Xia Qingqian thoroughly.

But Ye Feng said he was still investigating...

He angrily honked the horn without warning, the sharp sound startling Xia Qingqian, who stared blankly at the suddenly erratic Young Master.

Her heart was also trembling, and she lightly pressed her lips together, not daring to inquire of the Young Master.

Beitang Yao abruptly stopped the car in the middle of the road, and the vehicles behind quickly braked, nearly colliding with Beitang Yao’s car.

"Young Master, why did you stop suddenly?" she exclaimed, fearfully looking at the car outside the window that nearly crashed into them.

After regaining their composure, the other vehicles left, without the incident Xia Qingqian had feared happening.

For some reason, the other drivers consciously drove away, leaving only one car stopped on the asphalt road.

Before Xia Qingqian realized it, the back of her head was pressed tightly, and then her entire body fell into Beitang Yao’s embrace, carrying a faint scent of tobacco.

In the next moment, his cold kiss dominantly fell on her soft cherry lips, exuding a deadly temptation. His kiss moved downwards, landing on her sexy collarbone.

This tender feeling convulsed Xia Qingqian’s entire body, creating such a pink and ambiguous scene. Yet she felt like her whole body was covered in thorns, unable to move.

In a place where cars came and went, she was deeply timid. How could the Young Master do such things here?

"Young Master, this is the road..." Her small, pink hand pressed against his firm chest, trying to push him away.

But Beitang Yao paid no mind to her resistance. His large hand went under her shirt, his slender fingers rubbing her tender skin without any gentleness, scaring her into wanting to escape. But there was nowhere to retreat, trapped between his body and the car seat.

His kiss began to turn into a wild storm, wantonly capturing her sweetness, making her even more embarrassed.

Under his rough passion, her breathing seemed to stop, becoming increasingly difficult as she gasped for air.

Even so, he did not relent in tormenting her, infatuated with the sensory pleasure she brought him. His hand reached upward, grabbing her roundness, kneading it forcefully. Her body tensed, a mysterious shiver spreading from her heart.

"...Young Master..." When Beitang Yao released her lips, she seized the opportunity to call out, "Stop..."

In a daze, she saw Beitang Yao’s lips curl into a smile, sending a shiver through her as she couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

His large hand gripped her slender waist, applying slight force, and undid her troublesome dress buttons.

She gasped, hurriedly reaching out to grab his magic-powered hands, pleading, "Young Master, stop..."

"Stop what?" His hand paused at that moment, his warm breath exhaling onto her face.

Xia Qingqian gritted her teeth, closed her eyes lightly, not daring to gaze into Beitang Yao’s cold phoenix eyes, afraid she would sink into them.