Huh? Are villainous bosses this easy to flirt with?

Chapter 122 Extraordinary Talent

Huo Yunting's eyes were filled with intense, burning desire, staring intently at Xie Qing.

After a moment, the corners of his mouth turned up, forming a meaningful smile, his voice low and husky, filled with lust, "After all, Qingqing is exceptionally gifted."

"every time……"

As they spoke, a large, warm hand slowly moved around...

Xie Qing's body was covered in hot sweat, as if he had just been taken out of a steamer.

As if driven by instinct, one hand instinctively grabbed Huo Yunting's hair tightly, wishing it could tear the man in front of it bald.

An indescribable feeling struck Xie Qing's soul, tormenting him to the point of madness.

……

"Huo Yun...Ting...you fucking bastard..."

"..."

Xie Qing's voice was slightly D-shaped and had a nasal quality.

But once Huo Yunting got into bed, he acted as if he were deaf, doing things his own way, completely different in bed and out of bed.

His eyes were dark and deep, like an ancient pool with no bottom, churning with desire that seemed to be materializing.

Like a lone wolf that hasn't hunted in a long time, searching desperately in the wilderness, when it finally catches its prey, the desire and greed in its eyes are instantly ignited.

He not only wanted to devour the flesh and blood of his prey, but also wanted to chew up the bones and swallow them.

Huo Yunting deliberately said, "Sorry, Qingqing, I didn't hear what you said just now. Could you say it again?"

“T……T……”

Xie Qing's mind was a complete mess, and she kept repeating the same word.

Huo Yunting smiled, took Xie Qing's hand, and kissed it gently.

"Yes, I'm here, gently."

……

As the eastern sky gradually turned a pale white, the noise inside the room finally subsided.

Huo Yunting carried the unconscious Xie Qing steadily toward the bathroom. After a quick rinse, he carried her back to bed.

Xie Qing did not wake up even once during the journey.

Huo Yunting lay on his side, his eyes fixed on the sleeping Xie Qing, yet he felt he could never get enough of looking at her.

He took out his phone, took a few photos of Xie Qing's sleeping face, and then saved them to a private album.

This album is full of photos related to Xie Qing—eating, sleeping, filming on set… all sorts of things.

He saved the photos, sent a message to Chu Luo to explain some things, and then hugged Xie Qing and fell into a deep sleep.

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As dawn broke outside the window, Huo Yunting woke up first, but didn't want to get out of bed, so he held Xie Qing and dozed off for a while longer.

Half an hour later, the phone on the bedside table started to vibrate.

So as not to disturb Xie Qing's rest, he got up slowly, tucked the blanket around his lover, and quietly moved to the sealed balcony.

Chu Luo's voice came through the phone, "President Huo, Young Master Xie went to room 5012 last night and stayed there for about an hour before coming out."

Huo Yunting's eyes sharpened, and his voice was as cold as if it contained shards of ice, "Continue."

Chu Luo shivered from the cold, wiped away non-existent sweat, and continued, "I found out that the tenant staying in room 5012 is Tao Tao, the youngest son of the Tao family. He just arrived here yesterday."

"Oh, I see."

After Huo Yunting found out who the other person was, his tone wasn't so cold anymore.

Because he knew that Qingqing only treated the other party as a younger brother, and judging from their chat history, she was completely innocent.

Shortly after the call ended, the phone rang again. Chu Luo sent over a short clip of surveillance video as instructed.

In the video, as soon as Tao's youngest son saw Xie Qing, he rushed over and cried on his shoulder for about ten minutes before going into the room.

Seeing this, Huo Yunting's anger was instantly ignited. He gritted his teeth in anger, feeling like he was soaking in a vat of vinegar, extremely sour.

Why?

Why does that guy named Tao Tao have the right to hug his wife? Doesn't he have one himself?

Huo Yunting, seething with anger, sat back down on the edge of the bed. Looking at Xie Qing, who was sleeping soundly, he suddenly leaned down and bit his rosy cheek.

While asleep, Xie Qing felt the touch on her face and subconsciously leaned in to kiss Huo Yunting a few times before turning over and continuing to sleep.

Huo Yunting's heart softened suddenly, and his anger dissipated.

Okay, I forgive you, he thought, but there can't be a next time, absolutely not.

His eyes darkened slightly as he slowly reached out, his fingertips gently touching the spot he had just bitten, a faint itch between his teeth.

What should we do? He wants to bite again.

I want to leave my unique mark all over Qingqing's body...

Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted his romantic thoughts. Huo Yunting opened the door, and his imposing figure stood in the doorway, looking down at the person in front of him expressionlessly.

When Tao Tao saw that the person who opened the door wasn't Xie Qing, she froze for a few seconds, thinking she had knocked on the wrong door, and apologized incoherently.

"I'm...sorry, I might...have come to the wrong place." Then he ran off in a flash.

Tao Tao ran very fast, but just as she was about to reach the elevator, she suddenly stopped.

Wait a minute, that person just now... didn't he look like Qing-ge's husband?

Huo Yunting stood still and didn't go in, because he didn't want to open the door again. Sure enough, three minutes later, the person who had just run away came back.

Tao Tao stood tremblingly in front of Huo Yunting with her head down. "Um... Sister-in-law... Hello, my name is Tao... Tao Tao. I'm here to deliver something to... Brother Qing."

Upon hearing the word "sister-in-law," Huo Yunting suddenly found the curly-haired man in front of him more agreeable.

"He's still resting, you can have the things."

Tao Tao, like a little quail, kept his head down. He handed the bag he was holding to Huo Yunting, saying, "Then... I'll have to trouble you."

"Ah."

The door closed slowly in front of Tao Tao without making a sound. He stood there for a while before dragging his weak legs toward the elevator.

Waaaaah... Brother Qing, your marriage partner is terrifying!!!

Inside the room, Huo Yunting placed the bag that smelled of cream on the small table, intending to check if Xie Qingxing was awake.

Turning her head, she saw Xie Qing slowly sitting up from the bed, her nose twitching slightly, as if she had smelled something.

His voice was hoarse, tinged with the languor of someone just waking up, "Tingting, what did you buy?"

Huo Yunting walked to the bedside, picked up the thermos cup placed on the bedside table with his well-defined fingers, leaned slightly forward, and brought the rim of the cup close to Xie Qing's lips, indicating that he should drink some water first.

After Xie Qing was fed a few sips of water, Huo Yunting finally spoke, "It wasn't bought, someone gave it to you."

Xie Qing looked completely bewildered. "Who is it?"

"Tao Tao, the youngest son of the Tao family."

Huo Yunting feigned a puzzled expression and asked, "Qingqing, are you very familiar with him?"

Xie Qing froze, her mind racing. "I met him once at the banquet before, and since he's a fan of mine, we exchanged WeChat contacts and got to know each other online."