Huh? Are villainous bosses this easy to flirt with?

Chapter 138 Ha, how naive!

Huo Yunting had a business engagement tonight, which is why he came home late.

Xie Qing also knew about this. Huo Yunting had sent him a message saying that he had a social engagement tonight and might be back late.

But it's not actually that late, it's only a little before 10 p.m.

Huo Yunting was worried about Xie Qing. Once the cooperation was finalized, he left without a second thought, despite the other party's enthusiastic attempts to persuade him to stay.

At this moment, looking at Xie Qing in front of him, dressed in pajamas and exuding the scent of citrus, he could hardly resist pulling her into his arms and holding her close. His mind became increasingly foggy as he was enveloped in the fragrance.

Xie Qing yawned, nestled in Huo Yunting's arms, her nose twitching slightly, a faint smell of alcohol lingering around her.

He turned his head and asked, "Have you been drinking?"

"No."

Huo Yunting forbids Xie Qing from drinking at banquets, so he himself won't drink either.

Do I smell of alcohol?

"A little."

It's probably from spending too much time in the private room filled with the smell of alcohol.

Xie patted the arm around her waist. "Stop hugging me, go take a shower."

Huo Yunting still held Xie Qing tightly, lowering his head slightly to kiss her fair, almost dazzling nape of the neck.

She murmured softly, "Gently, wash with me."

Xie Qing felt an itch on the back of her neck and subconsciously shrank her neck. Her eyes were full of laughter, like two clear springs filled with starlight. "Huo Tingting, are you still a child?"

Another new nickname has been born.

His smile widened as he joked, "I even have to take a shower with you."

Huo Yunting turned his head to look at Xie Qing, his beast-like eyes gleaming with a sinister light. "Qingqing knows."

He spoke, his voice low and hoarse, "I'm not just talking about taking a bath."

Xie Qing replied matter-of-factly, "Then there's even less chance I'll go with you."

His back is still sore; he needs to rest for a while.

Huo Yunting turned his head away, as if in a fit of pique, and said, "Then I won't go wash."

Xie Qing laughed in exasperation, increasingly feeling that Huo Yunting was a childish guy who liked to get angry.

Does he think he can be threatened by not taking a shower?

Ha, childish!

Xie Qing reached out and cupped Huo Yunting's face in her hands, turning his face back to the side.

The moment their eyes met, it felt like something had gently bumped into her heart.

The other person's expression at that moment revealed a hint of grievance, with the corners of their mouth slightly downturned, just like a puppy being neglected by its owner.

Well, he really is a threat now, Xie Qing thought to himself.

He kissed Huo Yunting's lips several times in succession, soothing him softly, "Alright, I'll go with you, okay?"

"Don't be angry anymore, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Yunting's demeanor instantly changed.

The hint of grievance in her eyes was swept away by the wind, replaced by an unyielding fervor and urgency.

He picked Xie Qing up with one hand and strode towards the bathroom.

With his other hand, he deftly unbuttoned his collar and yanked off his tie, letting it dangle freely in front of his chest.

Xie Qing looked at Huo Yunting's expression, which suggested he was about to "go all out," and felt a little worried about her backside.

Sure enough, his worries were not unfounded.

More than an hour later, when Xie Qing was carried out by Huo Yunting, her legs and waist were weak, and she felt limp all over.

Huo Yunting gently placed Xie Qing on the bed, bent down to take out ointment from the bedside table, and applied some medicine to Xie Qing's slightly bruised knee.

After washing his hands, Huo Yunting turned off the light, lay down on his side on the bed, and slowly reached one hand towards Xie Qing's waist. Suddenly, his wrist was tightened and Xie Qing grabbed it.

Xie Qing's voice rang out in the darkness, "Stop bothering me."

"I won't bother you anymore, I'll just rub your back."

Xie Qing then released Huo Yunting's "sneaky" hand, letting his hand gently massage her waist. Weariness, like willow catkins in spring, crept over her body.

Just as Xie Qing was about to fall asleep, she suddenly remembered that there was something she hadn't said yet.

"correct."

His voice escaped softly from his throat, tinged with weariness, "The listening software on my phone, if you like, you can keep it..."

The voice was not loud, but it was very clear.

Huo Yunting's movements suddenly stopped. His hand, which was rubbing Xie Qing's waist, froze and remained motionless for several seconds before he started moving again.

His voice was very soft, as if afraid of shattering the dreamlike words before him, "Qingqing... are you telling the truth?"

Xie smiled gently and asked in return, "What, you don't want to?"

"I think!"

Huo Yunting responded immediately.

"That's okay."

Xie Qing rested her head comfortably on Huo Yunting's arm, snuggling closer into his warm embrace.

After saying what he wanted to say, he quickly fell asleep.

In the room, thick as ink, Huo Yunting was hidden, his smile revealing an almost obsessive intoxication. He murmured Xie Qing's name softly over and over again, greedily absorbing his aura as if he were addicted to drugs.

"Gently... gently..."

"lightly……"

His eyes were as black as an abyss, fixed intently on Xie Qing in his arms, as if trying to etch the other into the depths of his soul with his gaze. "I love you so much..."

This love was so intense it was almost terrifying.

Xie Qing's boundless indulgence nurtured an insatiable beast, allowing its previously somewhat restrained wildness and animalistic nature to grow unchecked.

He succumbed to this indulgence, his ever-expanding desires making him insatiable like a glutton, wanting more of Xie Qing's favoritism.

*

Xie Qing rested at home for two days, and on the third day, she plunged headfirst into her busy schedule.

Shooting commercials, business collaborations, offline brand events... I'm almost always out early and back late, sometimes needing to shoot in other cities, and not being home for a day or two.

This continued for more than half a month. At night, Xie Qing had just finished a full day of filming and was sitting in the back seat of the car, resting with her eyes closed.

"Young Master Xie, we've arrived at Zhaixing."

Chu Luo said.

Xie Qing looked at Xiang Yiting in the passenger seat and said, "Sister Ting, I'm leaving now."

Xiang Yiting waved at him teasingly, "Let's go, let's go, Boss Huo is still waiting for you over there."

Xie Qing opened the car door and got out, then got into another car.

The moment he opened the door, a warm embrace enveloped him without warning, and Huo Yunting's deep voice rang in his ears, "Why are you taking so long?"

It's almost 1 a.m. now, even later than yesterday.

For the past two weeks, Huo Yunting has come here almost every night to pick Xie Qing up and take her home, just so he can spend more time with her.

The car started slowly, and Xie gently smoothed the other person's furrowed brows. "There was a slight problem, so it took a little longer than expected."

He leaned on Huo Yunting's shoulder and said, "Tingting, I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up when we get home."

"it is good."

About twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of an unfamiliar upscale residential area.

Looking up, the community gate is impressive, with exquisite wrought iron carvings that exude elegance and refinement.

Through the car window, one can glimpse the lush greenery and winding paths within the residential area, with rows of well-arranged buildings appearing and disappearing in the night.