Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1173 - 1151: Honey, What Is This

Nie Yixiao’s eyes tightened, and with a few steps, he lifted her hand.

There was a scratch on the palm. Although she blocked the dagger earlier, she accidentally got a scrape, breaking the skin, but fortunately not deep.

"What happened?"

"I just fell while waiting for you by the roadside. I went to the side to tidy up," she stuck out her tongue.

"Fell?" He was somewhat skeptical.

"Yes."

"How can you fall while standing on the roadside?"

"My cerebellum is uncoordinated."

He was speechless, but didn’t say anything more, pulled out a tissue, and carefully wiped the edge of her wound clean.

After cleaning the wound, he said coldly, "Wait in the car."

Then he strode to a nearby pharmacy, and returned to the car with a box of band-aids, and applied one for her.

She watched him wrap her wound, reminiscent of that night in the hospital when he wrapped Gan Ying’s wound the same way. Hugging his arm, she shook it slightly: "If I had known this would happen, I’d have fallen a few more times. That way, you’d wrap me up every day."

He found it both annoying and amusing, giving her a sidelong glance: "Sit down properly and buckle your seatbelt. Dad has already gone to the hotel and is waiting for us."

"I’m too weak from blood loss. Hubby, help me," she pouted.

He chuckled, eventually leaning over to buckle her seatbelt.

Their closeness caused their breaths to mingle, creating a wave of subtle heat in the car’s cabin.

She gazed at his handsome face right in front of her, suddenly curled her red lips, and swiftly imprinted a kiss on his thin, attractive lips, even nibbling a bit.

"Qiao Yongyong!" He straightened up and angrily glared at her.

But she seemed to have taken advantage, looking extremely pleased, her cheeks flushed, and a triumphant look on her face.

Upon reaching the hotel, Ning Xiaochuan, accompanied by guards, had already arrived and was waiting for them in the private room Nie Yixiao had booked in advance.

Having the company of his son and daughter-in-law, Ning Xiaochuan enjoyed his dinner very much, his recently gloomy mood considerably improved.

After the meal, the guards accompanied Ning Xiaochuan out first.

Nie Yixiao and Qiao Yongyong followed behind, but before they had even left the hotel, a guard turned back: "Young Master, Director Ning has reserved a suite upstairs, saying that since you and Miss Qiao rarely get out to have fun, you might as well stay overnight at the hotel."

Stay overnight at the hotel?

Before they had time to react, the guard coughed twice and leaned close to the young master’s ear, speaking meaningfully: "Young Master, Director Ning left a message for you, asking you to... give it your all."

The two were ushered upstairs by the guard.

Upon opening the door, Qiao Yongyong exclaimed.

The entire suite was rose-colored, filled with romantic aromatherapy, and some drinks were placed on the coffee table.

In the bedroom, there was a waterbed.

By the waterbed were various strange and various types of exciting tools, making one blush and heart race...

This was indeed the hotel’s Lovers’ Suite.

Nie Yixiao’s eyes tightened, quickly scanning the room with not much furniture, and it was clear from what was there that Ning Xiaochuan’s intention was understood.

Dad wanted him to quickly expand the Ning family line.

But does it have to be this romantic?

At this moment, the girl already curiously ran to check those tools: "Hubby, what is this?"

"Hubby, what is this one?"

"Hubby, this one looks like your little bro, though it’s not as big as your little bro. What is it for?"

...

His handsome face almost turned eggplant, could this girl be any more bold and frank with her words!

Coincidentally, the girl was holding something resembling a certain male item, studying it. He felt his blood boiling, hurriedly went to the coffee table, grabbed a drink with ice, swallowed it to cool off somewhat, and then went into the bathroom.

From the bathroom came the man’s restrained voice: "Since Dad has arranged it, we’ll stay here tonight. There’s a computer over there, go online yourself."

Qiao Yongyong responded, not minding him, continuing to study those intimate items.

In the bathroom.

Nie Yixiao tore off his clothes with his strong arms, standing under the showerhead, the cool water pouring down on his robust, muscular body, finally feeling somewhat calm.

But as he continued showering, something felt off.

A ball of heat flared in his lower abdomen, burning ever stronger, the cold water almost unable to quell it.

It was as if a caged beast was roaring to burst out.

He suddenly realized it was because of that cold drink, unable to suppress a twitch of his thin lips, Dad really went too far...

This heat finally exhausted his willpower!

He turned off the water, took a deep breath, his long arm swung, grabbing a white bathrobe, wrapped it around his straight figure like a ravenous beast, and walked out.

In the bedroom, Qiao Yongyong was still examining those tools. Hearing the bathroom door slam open, she looked over and froze.

The man walked out with a bathrobe draped over him, his handsome face feverish red, despite having showered, sweat beads dotted his tall, proud nose, like a lion brimming with anger, about to explode.

She had never seen Brother Yixiao like this, who was always cool and composed. She couldn’t help but put down the item and walk over, raising herself on tiptoe to touch his forehead: "Hubby, what’s wrong? I didn’t see you drink while dining with Dad earlier..."

His sensitive muscle flinched at her tender touch, afraid the beast within him would go uncontrolled the next moment, growling low throated: "Go and play by yourself."

’Why treat it like pacifying a child?’ Qiao Yongyong pouted, continuing to tiptoe to feel his forehead: "I just want to check if you’re sick."

He caught her wandering little hand forcefully, murmuring low: "I said, go play on your own."

She was now his wife, maybe having her solve it was all normal.

But with his current state, he feared hurting her.

She gasped, pulling her wrist free, but accidentally knocked loose the bathrobe he’d only loosely tied on, leaving her stunned.

The man’s narrow but muscular build was drenched with sweat, his bronzed skin more deeply flushed than his face, below the evenly toned eight-pack abs...

The little bird had taken flight, turning into a fierce eagle!

Its quivering showed his restraint at this moment.

She took a deep breath: "Hubby..."

A single utterance of "Hubby" completely shattered his will to resist her!

She brought this on herself. No longer able to restrain himself, he picked her up horizontally and walked toward the waterbed.

**

After a night of indulgence, Qiao Yongyong woke up lying in the passenger seat of his car.

At the break of dawn, Nie Yixiao drove away from the hotel with her in his arms, heading back to the Ning Family.

The man, who had been vigorous like a dragon and a tiger all night, had regained his daytime self-possession and restraint, driving the car with a stoic face. Only the love marks on his graceful neck, sown by her in her delirium, hinted at what had occurred last night.

As they passed by a corner’s store, approaching an intersection, he slightly slowed down the car.