Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 755 - 756: Tender Moments in the Car

Chapter 755: Chapter 756: Tender Moments in the Car

Song Xiaodong, hearing these words, could no longer suppress his emotions. He leaned in close to Shui Qingyue’s ear and whispered, "So can I really slip my hand in?"

Shui Qingyue’s head dropped even lower, her ears red, but she barely perceptibly nodded her head.

Song Xiaodong’s hand moved slowly from Shui Qingyue’s shoulder to her collarbone, while Shui Qingyue’s body trembled gently. Her hands had already grasped hold of Song Xiaodong’s thighs, clearly quite nervous.

She had always been conservative, harboring a dislike for premarital sex, and even intimacy before marriage felt unacceptable to her. This was why she had remained chaste throughout the years of her engagement with the Liu Family’s prospective husband.

Now, being with Song Xiaodong, she didn’t feel that aversion, letting him take these liberties. She couldn’t quite articulate the feeling, but if she really analyzed it, it was because her former fiancé had never truly made her fall in love, never stirred in her the impulse to throw caution to the wind and give her all.

The time she had spent with Song Xiaodong wasn’t long, but she had already come to fully trust him. Unknowingly, she had tied her heart to him, so when this happened, she felt sweet happiness; she was very willing.

"Brother Dongzi... don’t wrinkle my clothes," Shui Qingyue longed for Song Xiaodong’s touch but still maintained a tiny bit of reserve as she looked up with a soft voice to remind him.

Song Xiaodong withdrew his hand from inside Shui Qingyue’s neckline and took two deep breaths, saying, "I should still hold back a bit, or else I really can’t help wanting to devour you."

Shui Qingyue’s face blushed, but she looked at Song Xiaodong in surprise, saying, "Devour me?"

"It means to have you," Song Xiaodong explained with a smile.

"Ah... Brother Dongzi, you’re so naughty." Shui Qingyue grew even more bashful, lightly hitting Song Xiaodong’s leg.

Shui Qingyue’s face was so red it seemed to be dripping blood as she chided, "Brother Dongzi, how can you be like this?"

"My Little Qingyue is so irresistible, if I didn’t have thoughts, wouldn’t that mean I was sick?" Song Xiaodong whispered close to her ear.

Shui Qingyue had let Song Xiaodong touch her and had blushed for a while; now, she couldn’t help but let go some more and chastised, "But you can’t do this now. We still have dinner with the secretary of the municipal party committee soon."

Song Xiaodong replied with a bit of helplessness, "That’s true, but I’m really feeling impulsive."

Shui Qingyue looked up at Song Xiaodong, then pushed him away, sitting by the car door. She pursed her lips, her face flushed as she chuckled and said, "Then I’ll stay farther away from you."

Song Xiaodong grinned and said, "I really can’t bear to let you go."

"That’s no good either. You’ve got to get back to normal quickly, or it’ll be utterly embarrassing. The Patriarch of the Su Family... pfft... would be thought of as such a lecher," she teased with a chuckle.

Shui Qingyue’s chuckle was tempting beyond measure, and Song Xiaodong had to fight hard against the impulse to pounce on her, saying, "Alright, alright, I’ll hold back. Qingyue, like this, I’ll struggle to keep from sneaking into your room tonight."

"Ah..." Shui Qingyue gasped softly, then lowered her head and quietly said, "Well... we can talk about that tonight."

Song Xiaodong was somewhat surprised and said, "Qingyue, are you agreeing to it?"

Shui Qingyue lifted her head, a trace of slight reproach in her gaze, and said, "Do I have a choice? Everyone knows I’m your woman; could I escape even if I wanted to? Sooner or later, won’t it just be whatever you want to do?"

Song Xiaodong hastily said, "Qingyue, I was just joking. Don’t force yourself if you’re not completely accepting of it in your heart, alright?"

Shui Qingyue bravely met Song Xiaodong’s gaze and said, "I... don’t know... But after sleeping over that last time, these past days, I’ve really missed sleeping in your arms like that night. If we can’t be together... then you won’t be able to hold me while sleeping."

"Oh, I see. So you like my embrace, but you’re not quite ready for... that," he deduced.

"I don’t know if I’m ready, but... we could try. No matter what happens, I’ll be happy," she admitted.

Song Xiaodong looked at Shui Qingyue, then suddenly chuckled, saying, "My Little Qingyue, I really didn’t expect you to suddenly let go like this."

"Who made you take me home? Seeing you with Xuanxuan and the others, I get envious too. Besides, they’re always whispering to me about you all, leading me astray," she confided.

Song Xiaodong burst out laughing, saying, "Pfft! Then I should thank them. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have loosened up so quickly."

"You big bad egg, stop laughing. You should be serious, not let your mind wander. Look at you, you still can’t... behave yourself," she teased.

"Ha... Just the thought of getting intimate with my Little Qingyue tonight makes it impossible for me to stay calm," he confessed.

"If I say no tonight, you’re not allowed into my room," Shui Qingyue playfully warned, but the pride she felt at the mere mention of it sending Song Xiaodong into such excitement was an unspeakable joy and a secret delight.

Every woman hopes to attract the man she likes; this is a primal instinct, something that nature endows and nobody can change.

Whenever I write these flirty scenes, I just write them so quickly, cover my face...