CEO's Ugly Flash-Marriage Wife Hides So Many Identities
Chapter 257: Want to Personally Tear Off Your Disguise

Chapter 257: Chapter 257: Want to Personally Tear Off Your Disguise

Miss Qiao was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized and subconsciously reached to strangle Pei Liyan’s neck.

But, the man seemed to have eyes everywhere, easily catching her hand and pinning it behind her.

Miss Qiao struggled even more fiercely, Pei Liyan was momentarily dazed for a few seconds, as if competing, determined to defeat her.

He locked Miss Qiao tightly in his arms and then sealed her lips again.

Miss Qiao was going insane.

The man’s arms were like impenetrable walls, confining her in his embrace, only releasing her after he had his fill.

Miss Qiao was furious.

She glared at Pei Liyan and snorted coldly, "Mr. Pei really contradicts himself, despising me while still wanting to be close to me, doing one thing and saying another. Is it fun?"

Pei Liyan had just followed his heart without thinking too much. He just wanted to do it and naturally did.

When she mocked and ridiculed him, Pei Liyan didn’t get angry but simply said, "I want my wager, fair and square, and Miss Qiao shouldn’t be a sore loser."

"You!" Miss Qiao gasped, frowning deeply.

Pei Liyan’s handsome face was right in front of her, his dark eyes filled with surging flames.

He stared at her intently, like a hunter with enough patience waiting for his prey to enter the trap.

Seeing the fine sweat dripping from his straight nose, Miss Qiao unconsciously found it added a touch of sexiness.

She slightly calmed herself and said word by word, "Even if I lost, you didn’t need to be so eager, did you?"

Pei Liyan’s dark eyes unabashedly scanned her up and down, his husky voice raspy, "Miss Qiao, you are right, I am indeed very eager."

"Aren’t you quite disdainful of me?" Miss Qiao countered.

But Pei Liyan took a deep breath, his husky voice filled with resolve, "It’s not perfect, but it shouldn’t affect the joy between us anymore."

Miss Qiao froze, staring at him in astonishment. Did he mean he had decided not to care about it anymore?

Or was it that he temporarily didn’t care about it at this moment, influenced by his emotions, making a decisive impact?

Seeing her staring wide-eyed in disbelief, he leaned forward a bit more, lifting her entirely onto the table, standing on the ground, and gazing down into her eyes.

"You are also happy, aren’t you? Since we have such a good understanding and can meet each other’s emotional needs, then those things can be overlooked."

Miss Qiao pursed her lips and said, "The one who said it matters is you, and the one who says it doesn’t matter is also you. You really are strange, contradictory, a hypocrite!"

"The contradictory one is you!" Pei Liyan suddenly curved his lips into a smile. "You lost, yet you won’t admit it."

Miss Qiao was taken aback, her eyes wide, naturally denying. "Even if I lost, there’s no need to rush, and even if we want joy, it doesn’t have to be on the table, right?"

Pei Liyan slightly raised an eyebrow. "So you’re saying, you don’t like it on the table?"

Miss Qiao blushed, instinctively looking away, a bit angry, just as she spotted a photo of Qiao Xiang, which immediately diverted the conversation.

"I think you’re just feeling sorry because my older sister was bullied, so that’s why you’re doing this, right?"

Pei Liyan saw she was dodging the topic and chuckled softly, "You don’t need to bring up Qiao Xiang, that justification doesn’t hold, you know it very well."

Miss Qiao frowned. "Then I’m not staying here either."

"Fine, let’s go to the bedroom." After saying this, he gave Miss Qiao a serious look, as if uneasy, and cautioned, "But you need to behave now, or else it won’t be pleasant for either of us."

Miss Qiao’s hands were restrained, making her very uncomfortable, naturally desiring freedom, so she naturally nodded. "Then let me go quickly!"

Pei Liyan didn’t fuss and let her go.

As soon as Qiao Rui gained her freedom, she tried to jump off the table, but the man quickly scooped her up in his arms.

Qiao Rui frowned, remembering how he had held Qiao Xiang the same way earlier, she suddenly arched an eyebrow and said in a spoiling tone, "Mr. Pei, today you held my sister and you held me, tell me, when you held my sister, did you feel anything?"

Pei Liyan’s gaze faltered, and he carried her out of the room.

A glint of mockery flashed through his chilly eyes, "Jealous?"

Qiao Rui was momentarily stunned by his question.

Jealous?

She wasn’t that petty.

But she did ask such a foolish question, and she was a bit annoyed with herself.

Thus, Qiao Rui blurted out, "It’s just possessiveness acting up."

"Is it?" Pei Liyan leaned in close, his handsome face pressing against Qiao Rui’s cheek, his breath fanning her neck, his voice low and husky, "Fine, possessiveness, I’ll give you a chance later."

Qiao Rui felt embarrassed again, her cheeks red and burning, her heart somewhat agitated.

The man carried her like this right out of the study, into a large bedroom inside.

The bed sheets appeared freshly changed, spotless.

Perhaps they were prepared because he expected to come here today.

He laid her on the bed, and just as she was about to speak, he sealed her lips with his.

She was shocked and before she could speak, his handsome face descended upon hers as he said from above her, "Don’t provoke me again, it’s my bet and I want to thoroughly enjoy the bliss of winning."

Qiao Rui was speechless.

"And you, having lost, need to cooperate with me!" he added sternly.

Qiao Rui slapped him lightly, "Let’s get this done, why so much talk? Can you just shut up?"

Confronted with the girl’s flushed look, Pei Liyan paused, then realized, she might be shy.

He chuckled, his deep voice ringing out again, "Oh, so you get shy this easily, can’t even listen to a few words?"

"Who can’t listen, who’s shy," Qiao Rui naturally denied it, she just wasn’t used to it.

"You can’t listen, you’re shy!" the man affirmed decisively, observing Qiao Rui’s lively face, feeling a bit melancholy.

If only she were perfect, how wonderful everything would be.

But, some things are just infuriating.

So thinking about who she might have been with first, he felt a bit frantic, wanting to tease her fiercely, to make her remember him, that in this life, only he could make her feel.

"Pei Liyan." Qiao Rui suddenly met his eyes, clear enough to surprise anyone.

"Hmm?" The man responded, his voice unintentionally rising, raspy to the extreme. "What do you want to say?"

"You desire me, don’t you?" Qiao Rui finally mustered the courage.

Pei Liyan stiffened, staring into her eyes, then nodded, and whispered in her ear:

"Yes, seeing you, especially your haughty demeanor, I want to strip down your pretenses, make you beg for mercy, call out my name, say you like it, say you want it too."