Triplets: Daddy, Please Pamper Us Lightly
Chapter 455 - 454: Adjusting the Pace of Love_1

Chapter 455: Chapter 454: Adjusting the Pace of Love_1

Um, Lord Qi seemed a bit overly assertive today!

As Yan Ling was daydreaming, the man put his hand around her waist, skillfully pulling her into his arms.

"Be attentive when it’s reward time."

Reward?

What reward?

Yan Ling’s mind was a jumble after the kiss, and she had forgotten all about any reward.

She clung to the man’s shoulders, trying to breathe more smoothly.

However, Yan Ling didn’t realize that the more she moved, the more Qi Yunjue couldn’t control himself.

Whenever she tried to pull away, the force of his kisses would increase.

Yan Ling felt weak from the kisses, but remembering there were people around, she could only flush and hold back, trying hard not to make a sound.

"No, there are others..."

Feeling the man’s actions becoming more and more presumptuous, Yan Ling caught his hand as he attempted to reach inside her clothes.

Her face reddened as she looked at him, seemingly pleading with him not to do such things in such a place.

Meeting her reddened, rabbit-like eyes, Qi Yunjue abruptly stopped his actions.

Only then did he realize that he had crossed a line.

"I’m sorry, I lost control!"

Since he found out the truth about what happened years ago, his emotions seemed to be out of control.

But this was the first time he had frightened her.

Qi Yunjue didn’t know why he had acted this way.

In the past, no matter how intimate they were, he managed to restrain his impulses through strong self-discipline.

But today, he lost his composure over a simple kiss, completely disregarding her feelings.

Yan Ling also noticed that the man’s reaction at this time was very unusual.

While he never hid his love for her, he never lost his cool during their intimate moments.

He had never made her feel uncomfortable.

This was the first time he totally lost control in front of her.

Feeling the heat of the man’s palm on her waist, Yan Ling couldn’t help but blush.

"Well, I understand your feelings now, it’s just that the location is not suitable..."

Honestly, if they weren’t in the car, and there weren’t others around, she might not have refused.

This wasn’t her first time in a relationship, and she knew that couples in love acting impulsively was normal.

Qi Yunjue had already shown restraint. If it were another man, they might have taken it much further instantly!

"I was wrong, I shouldn’t have disregarded your feelings." Qi Yunjue’s voice was filled with guilt and regret.

"It’s okay, I’m not mad at you."

Yan Ling was afraid the man would misunderstand that she was not ready to accept him yet.

She adjusted her position in the man’s arms, her eyes slightly rippling, and she softly added another sentence, "Although I’ve been abroad for a few years, I might still be quite conservative when it comes to relationships..."

Doing that sort of thing in a car was really something she couldn’t accept.

Hearing her say this, Qi Yunjue felt even more regretful for scaring her with his momentary impulse.

His voice husky, he said, "Alright, from now on, I will follow your pace."

Yan Ling: ...

Actually, he didn’t need to completely follow her pace.

Although she had a relationship before, aside from holding hands, there hadn’t been any further physical contact.

She didn’t even know how advanced a relationship should be before doing that sort of thing.

Abroad, it’s rather open, and couples can have a home run on the first date without any burden.

Being slightly conservative herself, she believed in at least formally establishing a relationship before anything happened.

But if that man was Qi Yunjue, even though they hadn’t officially started dating, it seemed she wasn’t as opposed to the idea...

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