Unable to control oneself

"Don't forget that we still have the ball to attend tonight. You wouldn't want me to go alone, would you?" Qin Yue said, pausing for a moment.

"Of course not, everything's already sorted out. I was just about to call you to pick me up when you showed up. We must have some kind of telepathic connection," Ye Qian said shamelessly.

After speaking, he turned around, waved at the policemen, and said, "Goodbye, everyone. I'll come visit you again when I have time. I still have many stories to tell."

"Yeah, right. All nonsense. We won't believe you," the policemen said disdainfully.

Ye Qian chuckled, turned around, and naturally put his arm around Qin Yue's shoulder. Leaning close to her ear, he whispered, "Let's go home." The atmosphere was intimate, making the policemen envious. They thought to themselves, "He's a man, and we're men too. Why is there such a difference? He gets to hold a goddess while we can only look at women like Sora Aoi and Akiho Yoshizawa on screen."

Qin Yue gave Ye Qian a fierce look and said, "Let go, or don't blame me for being rude."

"Hehe, aren't you my girlfriend? It's normal for a man to hold his girlfriend," Ye Qian said with a sly smile. Qin Yue struggled but couldn't break free from Ye Qian's grip. Frustrated, she pinched his waist hard. "Ouch..." Ye Qian cried out in pain, looking at Qin Yue with a pitiful expression, "Can't you pinch somewhere else next time? Why is it always the same spot? You're too accurate."

Qin Yue glanced at Ye Qian and ignored him. She drove her Lamborghini Aventador. The policemen were even more astonished when they saw Ye Qian holding Qin Yue. "This guy is really lucky. Not only is his girlfriend as beautiful as a fairy, but she's also wealthy."

"Where are we going?" Ye Qian asked after getting in the car.

"Hotel!" Qin Yue said flatly.

"What?" Ye Qian was shocked. Although he liked Qin Yue, this was developing too fast. Holding his chest, he weakly asked, "You... you won't do anything to me, right? I'm not an easy person. Can we develop our feelings first?"

Seeing Ye Qian's exaggerated reaction, Qin Yue couldn't help but laugh, giving him a gentle yet disdainful look, "Dream on. How many days has it been since you last showered? You reek of sweat."

Ye Qian lifted his shirt and sniffed, "This is a man's scent. A man's scent, you know?"

"A man's scent? I don't see any of that," Qin Yue said. "Before going to the hotel, we're going somewhere first."

"Where?" Ye Qian asked curiously.

Qin Yue looked Ye Qian up and down and said, "You don't plan on wearing these clothes to the ball, do you? Even if you don't care, I do. First, we'll get you some clothes, then you can shower and change at the hotel."

Ye Qian looked at his outfit. It indeed seemed inappropriate for a formal ball, more suitable for a costume party. "I'm broke, no money for clothes," Ye Qian said.

"Didn't you agree to be my bodyguard? I'll pay for now, and you can repay me through your salary later," Qin Yue said. "A man should have decent clothes. Otherwise, people will think I mistreat my employees."

"Won't people think I'm your kept man?" Ye Qian asked.

"You? Looking like coal, you don't resemble a pretty boy at all," Qin Yue mocked.

Ye Qian felt frustrated. His skin was dark, but it was a healthy bronze color, not coal-like. It was discouraging. He reclined the seat and lay back, closing his eyes, ignoring Qin Yue.

Qin Yue glanced at Ye Qian but didn't speak. She wondered if she had hurt his pride. After all, he was a man, and men have their egos. But she couldn't call him a pretty boy, could she? What she didn't know was that Ye Qian was comfortably lying back, filled with lewd thoughts, his eyes staring at the white skin between her shirt and skirt, imagining car sex with her.

Soon, the car stopped at an underground parking lot of a luxurious mall. Qin Yue looked at Ye Qian, who seemed to have fallen asleep, and was a bit dazed. Up close, this scoundrel looked quite handsome, especially with that scar on his face, giving him a manly aura. She wondered what kind of dream he was having, as a slight smile formed on his lips. Staring at him, Qin Yue found herself a bit mesmerized, a strange feeling creeping up her heart, and she leaned in closer.

Just as Qin Yue was about to kiss him, she noticed his eyes fluttering. Qin Yue realized that he was pretending to sleep.

Seeing Qin Yue hesitating to kiss him, Ye Qian opened his eyes, smiled, and teased, "Yue Yue, feeling a bit irresistible?"

Qin Yue glared at him angrily, pinched his waist again, and hurriedly got out of the car, heading towards the elevator. "What was I thinking? How could I do such a thing?" she thought, feeling embarrassed. "That scoundrel, teasing me."

Ye Qian chuckled and quickly followed her. Seeing Qin Yue's stern face, he felt a bit uneasy and swallowed his words. Now wasn't the time to provoke her. Thinking about how close he was to her beautiful face and long lashes, he felt a stir in his heart.

After the awkward moment, Qin Yue didn't speak to Ye Qian. Her face returned to its usual cold expression, but her mind couldn't stop replaying what just happened.