Qiao Mohan, who was about to catch the little woman who was trying to escape from his arms and give her a good punishment, suddenly stopped.
He raised his empty yet still deep and evil phoenix eyes and looked at Su Qing.
"Mrs. Joe?"
"Yes, Mrs. Qiao." Su Qing nodded, "Don't you want to marry me and let me be the woman behind you for the rest of my life without any name or status?"
Qiao Mohan: “…”
The man's brows were tightly knitted together, and no emotion could be seen in his empty eyes.
Su Qing softened her voice and said in a particularly pitiful tone: "Okay, even if you want me to be the woman behind you, I will accept it... Who told me to love you now? It doesn't matter even if we have no name or status."
After saying that, Su Qing took the initiative to turn her little face towards Qiao Mohan's shoulder, her soft and boneless body completely relaxed in his arms.
Just like she said, she loved Qiao Mohan and was willing to trust him with all her heart.
Even if... he didn't give her a name, she wouldn't care.
Being embraced by Su Qing's warm body, Qiao Mohan's tall figure couldn't help but stiffen for a moment.
He could hear the grievance in Xiaoqing's words. After they reconciled, he called Su Qing "wife" every day.
But in fact, Su Qing has never been given a legitimate status.
With the experience and wisdom of Mr. Qiao, he naturally knew that Su Qing was pretending to be pitiful, or even retreating to advance.
But Qiao Mohan just wanted to pamper Su Qing and was attracted by her pretending to be pitiful.
When other women acted pitiful in front of him, he just thought it was hypocritical and artificial.
But Su Qing acted coquettishly in front of him, pretended to be pitiful in front of him, and even tried to be clever with him. Qiao Mohan just wanted to hold Su Qing like this in his arms and love her dearly.
She spoke to him in a soft and pitiful voice, and it all became a kind of pleasure between lovers.
As for grievances, it was even more impossible for him to let Su Qing suffer any grievances.
Picking up the pitiful little woman in his arms, Qiao Mohan pinched her chin and kissed her: "Silly girl, how could I let you be nameless and without status? Give me two days to prepare, and in two days, I will take you back to China."
"Really?" Su Qing immediately sat up from Qiao Mohan's arms.
She was just trying this trick casually.
Yesterday she called Luo Luo and told him about her troubles, and Luo Luo "taught" her this trick.
Luo Luo said that this trick always works on cold and indifferent men like Lu Yuchen.
She wanted to convince Qiao Mohan, but if the hard approach didn't work, she would have to use the soft approach.
Su Qing didn't believe it at first. After all, compared to the cold and hard Mr. Lu, the playboy Qiao Mohan was much more experienced.
He had seen so many women who knew how to act coquettishly and pretend to be pitiful that he probably couldn't count them on his ten fingers.
However, after a casual trial, the effect was so good that Su Qing was amazed.
She really didn't expect that just by pretending to be pitiful and aggrieved, Qiao Mohan changed his tone.
He... before, he was so determined not to return to China to face everything.
"Of course it's true." The man's voice was low and hoarse, but his sexy and evil thin lips moved down along Su Qing's delicate lips.
The slightly cool lips, carrying tempting hormones, bit Su Qing's round earlobe in the next second.
Su Qing trembled all over and almost cried out.
And Qiao Mohan picked up Su Qing's petite body while she was trembling all over.
The man stood up and went to the bedroom.
He only whispered in Su Qing's ear: "We will go back if we feed you...Mrs. Qiao, you can't go back to China unless you satisfy Mr. Qiao."
Su Qing blushed, but in order to get Qiao Mohan to agree to return home, she could only shyly bury her face in his broad chest.
Qiao Mohan, he really has no self-control.
Sorry for being 10 minutes late, the next chapter will be around 19:00 (to be continued)