HLnovel Chapter 143 Saying you like it means giving it to me, and not just to me.
Chapter 143 Saying you like it means giving it to me, and not just to me.
Her eyes were glazed and misty, clearly indicating that she was in a state of extreme confusion. As if she had been bewitched into a dream, she got out of bed, opened the door, and went out, walking down the narrow corridor.
Then they stopped in front of a door, pushed it open, and went inside.
When she went in, Shang Tingyan was putting on dark-colored pajama bottoms, his upper body still bare.
His robust, wild physique and muscular curves were perfectly exposed to the air.
He was clearly taken aback when he saw Jiang Liwu.
He knew Jiang Liwu was here and had come specifically to follow her. He figured he must have gone too far in luring her, and he felt a little annoyed.
But what he didn't expect was that Jiang Liwu would come to find him in the middle of the night, and how did Jiang Liwu know he was coming? Shouldn't she be fast asleep?
Shang Tingyan pulled his pants up to his waist, revealing his V-line.
Her thin lips parted slightly, "Jiang Liwu, you..." She was about to say something, but only managed to utter her name before Jiang Liwu pinned her to the bed like a hunter.
As Shang Tingyan fell backward in shock, he instinctively reached out to protect Jiang Liwu.
"Jiang Liwu".
Just as he was about to push her off him, he was kissed the next second.
Shang Tingyan's dark eyelashes trembled, and he loosened his grip on the person on top of him.
After the kiss, the man's lips became even more vibrant and softer.
Jiang Liwu was captivated by the color and kissed him several more times like a chick pecking at rice.
These few kisses were like an appetizer to entice Shang Tingyan. Only when Jiang Liwu wildly tried to pull off his pajama pants did Shang Tingyan suddenly come to his senses.
He quickly grabbed her waistband, "Jiang Liwu, do you know what you're doing?"
He really wanted to develop a relationship with Jiang Liwu, but he couldn't just have a relationship with her so casually.
Jiang Liwu was as stubborn as a calf and didn't stop.
Shang Tingyan's Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was tinged with a mixture of confusion and tension, completely lacking his usual ease and composure. "Wait a minute, isn't this a bit too fast? We haven't officially become boyfriend and girlfriend, we're not engaged, we haven't met each other's parents, I haven't given the betrothal gifts, and we haven't even had the elders embroider the marriage certificate yet..."
"Shut up." Jiang Liwu frowned and interrupted him. "Why are you so noisy?" She pouted and pinched the man, squeezing a particularly easy spot on his chest.
Shang Tingyan let out a muffled groan and breathed heavily twice.
Jiang Liwu pinched him a few more times, and not content with just pinching, she also slapped him with her hand.
Although the spray landed on his body rather than his face, a fragrant breeze still wafted over, making Shang Tingyan feel somewhat intoxicated.
But the next second he snapped back to reality because he heard Jiang Liwu muttering, "Am I not dreaming? I can do whatever I want. You won't let me see, huh? You bad thing."
"I not only looked, I touched, and I kissed, so what?" She was incredibly arrogant.
Shang Tingyan was speechless, his expression turning somewhat grim. "You think you're dreaming?"
Only then did they realize that Jiang Liwu was indeed not in a conscious state, and even her pupils were unfocused, and she was completely confused.
"you've been drinking?"
Shang Tingyan stood up, holding the person in his arms, and sniffed her mouth and body; there was no smell of alcohol.
"No, I didn't drink. Drinking is bad, it gives me a headache." Jiang Liwu covered her head, then curled her fingers so that hair fell through them.
"Okay, since you haven't been drinking, let go of my hand." Shang Tingyan covered Jiang Liwu's hand that was grabbing his hair.
Jiang Liwu smiled at him, blinked, and said, "But I ate some really delicious beer-braised duck."
Shang Tingyan realized that the problem lay here: the beer duck was also seasoned with alcohol, so it seemed that Jiang Liwu's constitution meant she couldn't drink a drop of alcohol.
He looked helplessly at the drunkard in front of him, "Why are you always in a daze when you kiss me?"
Jiang Liwu stared at his sexy, rosy lips, her eyes glazed over, and mumbled something, "I want a kiss." Then she leaned in and whispered something.
Shang Tingyan turned his head away, his jawline twitching slightly. His deep face was noble and timeless. "I won't let you kiss me. Even if I did, you wouldn't remember. I'm a young master from a good family, but now I've lost my innocence. It's a pity I've been stuck with an irresponsible little liar."
Frustrated at not succeeding, Jiang Liwu grabbed his hair and held his head in place, forcing him to turn around. "This is my dream. I am the master. If I say I want to kiss you, just wait obediently to be kissed."
Shang Tingyan paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, his gaze towards the little drunkard filled with doting affection. "So domineering, huh?"
Jiang Liwu pouted, but nodded confidently, "Mm."
Shang Tingyan suddenly realized something: "You've dreamed about me before too?"
"Yes."
Seeing that Jiang Liwu answered his question seriously, Shang Tingyan's eyes darkened slightly, a different kind of emotion surging in his eyes. His magnetic and seductive voice was like a hook, coaxing him, "So what did you dream about me?"
"I dreamt that you were completely naked."
Shang Tingyan's ears suddenly turned red. He forced himself to remain calm and gave a low, hoarse "Anything else?"
"And..." Jiang Liwu was about to kiss him again before he could react, but Shang Tingyan quickly leaned back and let the kiss land on his chin. His deep-set eyes were captivating, with a touch of innocent red at the corners, making him exceptionally alluring.
Jiang Liwu gritted her teeth, "And I'll whip you with a small leather belt."
Shang Tingyan's ears turned bright red, his handsome face flushed, and he laughed out loud, "So fierce."
"If you don't give me a kiss, I'll slap you," the drunkard threatened menacingly.
"Did you hit me because you like me or because you hate me?"
“If you hate me, I won’t let you smoke. But if you like me…” Shang Tingyan paused here, then his eyes darkened again, “But you said you don’t like me.”
"I only give to those I like and I'm close to those who like me; both conditions are indispensable."
"Do you like me?" Jiang Liwu asked directly, her black pearl-like eyes clear yet misty.
Shang Tingyan's Adam's apple bobbed as he was asked the question. His gaze became fixed, and the thumping of his chest reached his ears, telling him clearly that his heart was already in complete turmoil. He gave a hoarse "hmm."
Jiang Liwu wasn't buying it, and continued to ask, "Do you like it?"
"like."
Hearing the answer she wanted, Jiang Liwu smiled.
Shang Tingyan belatedly realized that he had been outmaneuvered by the drunkard, so he retorted, "Then do you like me?"
"If you like it, give it to me."
After a moment's thought, Shang Tingyan added, "Not just for relatives."
Jiang Liwu wrapped her arms around the man's neck, nuzzled his face gently with her head, and said in a clear, sweet voice, "I like it."
Shang Tingyan felt like he was about to forget how to breathe; his heart was pounding even harder, and it felt like fireworks were exploding in his mind.
I felt very hot all over, with a tingling, numb sensation spreading throughout my body.