Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 243 - 244: Forcibly Kissing Miao Qingqing

Chapter 243: Chapter 244: Forcibly Kissing Miao Qingqing

The movie was a poorly made domestic film with little to offer, but it did feature plenty of intimate scenes; it hadn’t even been twenty minutes, and there had already been several long kissing shots.

The audience for this film was sparse, fewer than twenty people scattered throughout the entire theater, mostly in couples. Perhaps stimulated by the plot of the movie, these pairs were now embracing and making out, ignoring the rest of the movie except for the scenes that seemed to encourage their affection.

Listereing to the murmur of intimate sounds filling the theater, Miao Qingqing’s face alternated between pale and flushed, a truly awkward situation.

"Qingqing, you really know how to pick, coming to see this kind of movie with me. Not only do we get to watch an exciting film, but there’s also so much live action—it’s like two movies for the price of one ticket. It’s really a great deal," Song Xiaodong whispered into Miao Qingqing’s ear.

"Stop talking nonsense." Miao Qingqing pushed Song Xiaodong away, her cheeks reddening even more. The atmosphere in the theater was overwhelming. She was already affected. Song Xiaodong’s lips were so close to her face as he spoke, the warm breath hitting her face made her panic. Could it be that he, like the others, wanted to get intimate with her too?

Miao Qingqing felt a flutter of panic at the thought. Just a few days ago, she would have been extremely repulsed, but now, alongside her nervousness, that feeling of dislike was absent. The past few days, influenced perhaps by her father’s words, she had almost felt brainwashed into somewhat accepting being together with Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong, the old smooth talker, saw Miao Qingqing’s nervous and shy demeanor and could tell she wasn’t outright rejecting his advances. Otherwise, she would have stood up and fled the screening room by then.

However, at this moment, Song Xiaodong felt somewhat embarrassed to tease Miao Qingqing any further. If he escalated things too far, it would be difficult to smooth over, so he dared not get any closer to her.

The two sat there motionless, watching the movie, which was quite awkward.

Miao Qingqing didn’t know what to do. For someone who had never been in a relationship, she completely lost the cool and wise demeanor she maintained as a boss. "No, no, I can’t be like this." She picked up a water bottle from the armrest between them, took a couple of sips trying to calm herself down.

After drinking the water, she was still not calm. Absent-mindedly, she placed the water bottle back on the armrest without screwing the cap back on.

Forgetting to screw the cap back on was one thing, but she didn’t place it back properly. The bottle tipped over and fell onto Song Xiaodong’s lap.

"Ah...I’m so sorry." Miao Qingqing was more flustered now, hurriedly grabbing the water bottle and pulling over tissues to wipe Song Xiaodong’s trousers.

As she wiped, Miao Qingqing suddenly felt something was not right. A large bulge kept obstructing her hand, and after a few moments, she realized what it was. Her movement froze abruptly, and she turned her head to look at Song Xiaodong, catching a glimpse of a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

Miao Qingqing sensed something bad was about to happen. Just as she was about to sit up straight, two strong hands suddenly embraced her, and before she could react, his lips were on hers.

Miao Qingqing’s body tensed up instantly, instinctively wanting to push Song Xiaodong away.

But Song Xiaodong’s response was wildly aggressive, holding her tightly with both arms. Miao Qingqing’s slight strength was not enough to break free.

The most lethal thing was still Song Xiaodong’s forceful kiss; for Miao Qingqing, it was simply poison. Coupled with the seductive music in the theater, it acted as a catalyst. Miao Qingqing’s consciousness was gradually worn down, her resistance growing weaker. As she passed through the phase where Song Xiaodong did as he pleased, she slowly began to appreciate the pleasure of their kissing and, unknowingly, started responding.

"Hmm..." She didn’t know how much time had passed when Song Xiaodong suddenly let out a muffled grunt and quickly let go of Miao Qingqing.

Miao Qingqing sat up in a panic, straightening her clothes, especially her trousers. That bastard had actually slipped his hand inside her pants. Although she was still muddled, that was a woman’s final line of defense. Miao Qingqing sobered up instantly and bit Song Xiaodong’s tongue hard before finally escaping.

Song Xiaodong covered his mouth; aside from the pain, there was also a salty, fishy taste in his mouth—clearly, his tongue had been bitten.

"Big pervert, big bastard, shameless, indecent." Miao Qingqing cursed Song Xiaodong a few times, yet she herself was embarrassed beyond recognition. She had clearly been responding to Song Xiaodong a moment ago, and even if it started as Song Xiaodong’s coercion, it later changed. She couldn’t entirely blame Song Xiaodong, but as a woman, she naturally wouldn’t admit such a mistake was related to her.

The pain also sobered Song Xiaodong, making him annoyed with himself. How could he have been so impulsive? It was troublesome now. He glanced at Miao Qingqing and rubbed his nose, momentarily at a loss for words.

After she had straightened her clothes, Miao Qingqing took several deep breaths and said, "Let’s not watch anymore." Then she headed for the exit.

Song Xiaodong quickly stood up and followed behind Miao Qingqing.

The movie wasn’t over, and the theater was still very dark. Miao Qingqing stumbled over something and almost fell; Song Xiaodong quickly steadied her.

Miao Qingqing tried to shake him off but didn’t manage to, and feeling that it was indeed easy to trip in the dark, she grabbed onto Song Xiaodong’s arm.

Seeing Miao Qingqing’s reaction, Song Xiaodong knew all was not lost. He immediately wrapped his arm around her waist. Miao Qingqing twisted her waist but eventually did not pull away from his arm.

Finally, the two left the cinema, still with Song Xiaodong’s arm around Miao Qingqing’s waist. Miao Qingqing turned her head and glared at him, saying, "You can let go now."

Song Xiaodong gave a rueful smile, released his hold, and walked shoulder to shoulder with Miao Qingqing, saying, "I’m sorry, I was too impulsive earlier."

Miao Qingqing glared at Song Xiaodong again and said, "Hmph, you’re just a big pervert, a big scoundrel. I should’ve kept my distance from you, or I’ll always end up suffering because of you."

Song Xiaodong could only chuckle dryly in response to being scolded by Miao Qingqing.

Miao Qingqing took a couple of deep breaths again, looked at Song Xiaodong, and her thoughts suddenly became complex. She said, "Since you’ve done such a thing to me, shouldn’t you give me an explanation?"

Song Xiaodong was taken aback; this was serious. Miao Qingqing wanted an explanation. Could it really lead to a relationship? Miao Xuanxuan would definitely be furious. Moreover, the main thing was that he really couldn’t make such a promise right now.