Chapter 35: The More Qin Jiang Resists, The Crazier And More Perverse The Young Mistress Becomes

Qin Jiang, pinned beneath Yan Liang’s soft body, tensed all over, afraid Yan Liang might recklessly take him right here.

However!

He really couldn’t get it up anymore.

“Ahem… Yanyan, we need to show some restraint.”

“I just took my supplements and they haven’t digested yet.”

“Can we do it again…later tonight?”

Qin Jiang looked up at the beautiful yandere before him, who was so close he could almost touch her. He had to admit Yan Liang’s alluring appearance was spellbinding, but his little friend was about to wave the white flag.

This situation was hard to judge.

“Mm… don’t be afraid, I’m not taking you now.”

“I want a hug.”

Yan Liang lifted her eyelids slightly, like an ink-colored snake retracting its fangs, the sensation of her coiling against him was silky and cold.

Qin Jiang nodded, sat up, and wrapped his arms around the woman who had flung herself onto him, holding her to his chest.

Yan Liang’s presence was powerful, but beside Qin Jiang’s absolute height advantage she looked small and dependent.

She obediently nestled in Qin Jiang’s arms, her warm breath spraying his neck, ticklish and sending a wave of tingly pleasure.

Qin Jiang lifted Yan Liang sideways in one motion and stood up. She was so thin that holding her felt effortless, the lack of substantial weight making Qin Jiang frown.

It seemed he would have to personally nurse this yandere wife back to health, or at least to a normal, healthy weight.

“Yanyan, I promised to make you a good meal tonight. I’ll take you to the supermarket. Let’s pick ingredients together, okay?”

To be like a normal married couple, to taste the ordinary, homey life.

Qin Jiang figured Yan Liang had never experienced this before.

Sure enough, in the next moment Yan Liang looped her arms around his neck, warmth and curiosity shining in her eyes like a little girl who’d finally gotten candy. She was so easily satisfied.

“Jiang, can I really cook with you?”

“But I’ve never cooked before… I’m afraid I’ll mess up our first time.”

Yan Liang blinked her clear eyes, a flicker of worry appearing within them.

In the past, Qin Jiang never allowed her to do anything with him.

Even when Qin Jiang purposely destroyed an extremely valuable plant in the garden and Yan Liang helped him with a blood-red sickle, he wasn’t pleased.

He had said: Yan Liang, you don’t deserve to share any couple time with me.

Everything of mine will only go to Chuchu; I’ll only do couple-things with Chuchu—give up.

Of course, Qin Jiang’s performance came at a price: that same night Yan Liang chained him to the bed and, before his eyes, removed her nightgown.

Qin Jiang could refuse any little couple interactions, but she insisted he stay in bed with her alone.

Even though they didn’t do anything, she’d press against him like a terminally ill patient, crazily drawing out his unique scent.

She even wanted to become a leech, burrow into his flesh, suck his fresh blood, and merge with him…

Yan Liang was really wild back then.

The more Qin Jiang resisted, the crazier and more perverse she became.

The two of them rarely had normal conversations or interactions.

Every time it was like causing an earthquake at Liangyue Manor.

People often say that loving someone means giving them freedom.

But in Yan Liang’s dictionary.

If she loved someone she’d lock him in a basement and feed him through the peephole until he fell in love with her…

Qin Jiang had once been nearly driven mad by Yan Liang, but now he was trying to accept her unique self.

His wife simply had stronger possessiveness than a typical girlfriend, and was clingier.

The fact that an icy, wealthy, powerful beauty like Yan Liang—beautiful and shapely—favored him should be his honor.

What was he still running from?

Wouldn’t it be better to lie back and accept it?

“Don’t worry, I’ll be the chef—wife only needs to watch me.”

Qin Jiang carried Yan Liang in a princely hug, and as they stepped out of the jewelry shop, the bodyguards, including Zhou Ning, stared at him in a mix of terror and admiration.

They immediately pretended to be busy, pretending to be blind.

In short, they didn’t see anything…

All they could think was: Good heavens! Ms. Liang is an icy, yandere female tycoon—decisive and ruthless in her methods.

And now she let Qin Jiang carry her… and she looked obedient and gentle—was this still their yandere young mistress??

Something must have possessed her! Get out of her right now!

“Zhou Ning, clear the area.”

Yan Liang let Qin Jiang carry her like a prince and enjoyed relying on him in that posture.

Even if he was acting, she still benefited.

Yan Liang was always self-serving. She wanted all of Qin Jiang—every bit of couple warmth and intimacy—and would stop at nothing to make him reciprocate.

Now he was making the first move.

Regardless of his motive.

Yan Liang would savor the moment.

In five minutes, they had the entire mall to themselves.

Qin Jiang watched, stunned.

One had to admit, the Yan family’s enforcement power—first among prestigious families—was formidable.

After Qin Jiang carried Yan Liang into the supermarket, he fetched a clean new cart, grabbed a cushion from the bedding section, and placed Yan Liang inside the cart.

Like an ordinary couple.

Qin Jiang pushed the cart with the woman inside, methodically weaving through the supermarket and selecting needed ingredients.

Inside the high-end imported supermarket.

All the produce and ingredients were the freshest. Qin Jiang picked a premium beef brisket and steaks, fresh sides, and some cooking condiments.

Of course, he didn’t put these items in the cart.

Instead, he tossed them into the arms of Zhou Ning, who was trailing obediently behind them.

Zhou Ning just stared back at him. How could Qin Jiang treat him like this!

But the young mistress looked so happy—today was perhaps the most relaxed and frequent he’d ever seen her smile since he’d been by Yan Liang’s side.

Oh well… his labor was worth it.

“Jiang, what’s this?”

“Jiang, this looks fun—can this be eaten?”

“Jiang, what’s this one…”

Young Mistress Yan Liang acted like an endlessly curious child, showing extreme curiosity toward things ordinary people were already very familiar with.

Ordinary people would find it exaggerated.

But Yan Liang rarely encountered such things. Throughout her childhood, the ingredients she ate were chosen and carved by chefs into culinary art—what looked like a carrot might actually be carved from a pear.

That meant she had never seen the natural appearance of these ingredients.

Qin Jiang had already bought the ingredients, but still pushed Yan Liang around the supermarket, patiently explaining these ordinary items to her.

In that moment, Qin Jiang felt rather smug, because he seemed to be more knowledgeable than Young Mistress Yan Liang…

Ahem, of course, that was an illusion.

Yan Liang, like a little girl curious about the world, tilted her head happily waiting for Qin Jiang’s gentle, detailed explanations.

In fact, she wasn’t truly interested in the items themselves.

What she liked was… Qin Jiang’s gentle manner of explaining things to her.

The man she fancied was irresistibly charming!

Until the two of them reached the supermarket’s pharmacy section at a corner.

Qin Jiang, who’d once worked part-time in malls, skillfully found the first-aid kit and noticed Yan Liang deliberately wearing black silk gloves to hide a wound on her palm.

He had also just noticed a bloodstain on his white shirt.

So Yan Liang was injured.

Blood seeped through the silk gloves but wasn’t visible at all.

Yan Liang actually liked wearing ink-black and blood-red.

That way, even if she’d done something bad… it wouldn’t be noticed at first glance.

“Yanyan, take off the glove,” Qin Jiang said in a commanding tone.

The bodyguards nearby all felt their hair stand on end. Had this pretty boy gone mad?

Young Mistress enjoyed playing with such things when she was bored, that’s all. But now, he was giving her a command?

He must be tired of living.

While everyone was mentally panicking, Young Mistress Yan Liang actually pouted prettily with a hint of stubbornness and grievance in her expression, “Jiang… I don’t want to, okay?”

But Qin Jiang’s face grew serious and he forcefully refused.

“No!”

“You must take it off!!”

“Be good, Yanyan—covering the wound will cause infection.”

“Jiang will be worried.”

Qin Jiang used both soft and hard tactics, and Yan Liang surrendered.

Sparkle returned to Yan Liang’s eyes. Mmm… Jiang’s stern look is so handsome, his doting coaxing is so handsome—her heart is shaking from how handsome he is~

No, no, no, she was obeying voluntarily.

It had nothing to do with Qin Jiang’s “soft persistence” or “male allure”.

Zhou Ning covered his face. Goodness, Ms. Liang, should we wipe off the drool at the corner of your mouth??

You already have the man in the palm of your hands.

Why do you still allow yourself to be so enraptured by him like a desperado?

“Mm.”

“I’ll listen to Jiang.”

“But… I want a kiss as a reward~”

Qin Jiang glanced around.

The dozen or so bodyguards once again showcased their acting skills and instantly started pretending to be busy in place.

One bodyguard turned with an indifferent face and poked a fresh ham in the meat section…

A supermarket staff nearby stared at him, her expression indescribable.

The bodyguard felt like he had been judged by the staff.

In the supermarket, although customers had been cleared, the staff remained—each keeping a distance while “busying themselves with their duties.”

In truth, each of them had gossiping hearts wildly churning.

They all wished they had seven pairs of eyes and eight pairs of ears~~

Just to get first-hand gossip.

Naturally, Qin Jiang noticed that there were not only bodyguards but staff flitting about with gossiping glances.

He… was embarrassed.

Public displays of affection, especially under many eyes, still made Qin Jiang shy.

But he had underestimated how bold Yan Liang could be.

Seeing his hesitation, the woman in the cart suddenly grabbed his collar and pulled him down, her red lips brushed his white shirt and then fiercely kissed the thin lips she’d long desired…

His heart pounded wildly!

Her lips were like intoxicating poppies. If you didn’t touch them, all was well.

But once you did… you couldn’t stop!!

“Jiang, compared to eating the meat you cook.”

“I much prefer to eat you!”

“My Jiang is… truly… a feast for the eyes.”

After kissing him hard, Yan Liang shamelessly nipped his earlobe like a rogue.

Her breath, seductive and teasing, left Qin Jiang once again dazed and disoriented~

But the next moment, Yan Liang felt herself fly up as Qin Jiang swept her up around the waist and lifted her.

Qin Jiang, puffing with anger, set Yan Liang on a nearby stool and with one hand ripped off the silk glove from her right hand.

“Stop this nonsense!”

Yan Liang’s mischievous streak subsided and she hurriedly sat properly.

But the woman’s gaze, like a sinister snake, stealthily brushed the young man’s earlobe.

Tsk… that blush.

His ears must feel very hot too, right? Teehee!