The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

70: As Long as I Want Something

He wrapped his arms around her and launched a sneak attack. An Xiaoning was caught off guard and taken aback by his sudden move.

He pressed his lips against hers and began smooching her, completely unrestrained.

An idea popped up in An Xiaoning’s head as she got reminded of his injury at his private area, which made him extremely vulnerable.

At that instant, she reciprocated and slipped into a deep passionate kiss with him, to the joy of Jin Qingyan. Locking lips with immense passion, the pair frolicked in the pool, overwhelmed with feelings of tenderness.

Trying to take things further, An Xiaoning wrapped her legs around his waist with a leap and began rubbing her body against him up and down seductively as she straddled him. At this juncture, Jin Qingyan began to realize that, as much as he had a burning desire to, he could not act in accordance with his wishes.

His initial passion began to fade. Sensing the shift in his mood, An Xiaoning asked with an eyebrow raised, “What’s wrong?”

“You did that on purpose, you knew I was injured there! Yet you…”

“Hubby, you’ve wronged me, I was only conceding to your request. You tried to get me in the mood despite knowing very well that you’re injured, so that’s your fault, not mine,” An Xiaoning retorted and turned around to get out of the pool. She draped a towel over herself and gave her legs a big stretch before heading to change in a relaxed manner.

Jin Qingyan followed suit, and the couple exited the hot spring room, only to see Fan Shixin sprawled across the bench, panting heavily. Seeing them approaching, he stood up and greeted, “Sir, Young Madam.”

“What did you do? You’re dripping with sweat,” asked An Xiaoning.

“Ask your husband,” Fan Shixin said grudgingly, managing to get a few words out.

“I’ve noticed that Shixin hasn’t worked out in a long while, thus I instructed him to go for a run, lest he gets all rusty inside. Let’s go,” said Jin Qingyan as he placed his hands behind him, as if it was all for Fan Shixin’s own good.

——

Ye Xiaotian was enraged at the fact that Mo Li had not returned the entire night.

Thinking that she had tried to escape again, he began to find that the punishments he had subjected her to previously were obviously not severe enough.

However, after some investigation, he discovered that Mo Li and Long Tianze had gone to look for Jin Qingyan. Only Long Tianze was seen leaving the house, whereas Mo Li had remained inside throughout the night.

Ye Xiaotian knew since then that Jin Qingyan had gotten involved in the matter.

He decided to give Jin Qingyan a call personally, but the latter did not respond.

Ye Xiaotian then gave Mo Li call, only to find that she had switched off her phone.

Thus, he decided to make a trip there himself.

It was past 10 o’clock when Ye Xiaotian arrived at the entrance of Jin Qingyan’s villa, where Fan Shixin proceeded to usher him in.

Jin Qingyan was seated, and clad in a black-collared sweater beneath a bright, red coat, he exuded an aura of arrogance.

Ye Xiaotian entered and sat down opposite him. “Where’s Mo Li?” he asked bluntly.

Jin Qingyan looked up at him and sneered, “Mr. Ye, I think your parents have spoiled you so much and given you a cloistered life since childhood, to the point where you’re completely ignorant of the current societal standards. Mo Li hasn’t sold herself to you, neither is she your personal belonging. It’s entirely her freedom to roam wherever she wants, and you have no right to restrict her. Besides…”