The Reborn Young Master’s Pampered Cousin (96)
Qi Chimu laughed. “And?”
Bai Weiwei twisted the cuffs of her sleeves, furrowing her delicate brows. “And…”
But Qi Chimu was already continuing to write.
“To love you, respect you, protect you.”
Bai Weiwei was dumbfounded. She wanted to nitpick but lost the words to do so.
When Qi Chimu finished writing, he signed his name, then handed her the brush. “You sign too ba.”
It was a very solemn contract.
Bai Weiwei held the brush but frowned at the ‘plagued by illness, living alone and in hardship’ lines, her brows furrowing tightly.
She suddenly threw the brush and turned to face him, her tone and words cold. “I was just joking with you, and you really wrote a guarantee? If in the future you become the top scorer and this is known by people, wouldn’t you be laughed at to death?”
In this age, being henpecked very easily incited ridicule and even affected one’s future prospects.
Qi Chimu didn’t speak, only looking at her blankly.
He suddenly asked hesitantly, “You’re worried for me?”
Her gaze remained for a long time on the final vow of punishment. Then she threw the brush aside.
Qi Chimu watched, still refusing to believe it.
Bai Weiwei stood up, announcing with no expression, “I’m hungry. Let’s not do these boring things and go eat.”
With that, she took a slightly tottering step forward.
Before she could take two steps.
Her thin waist was wrapped around by two powerful palms. With a flutter of her skirt, her entire body was brought into Qi Chimu’s arms.
Bai Weiwei’s face immediately went red, and she became both anxious and angry. “Qi Chimu, you let go of me.”
Qi Chimu buried his head in the crook of her shoulder. He hugged her firmly, silent.
Bai Weiwei was suffocated. Finally unable to bear it, she hammered his wrist with her fist. “Let go ah, bastard.”
Qi Chimu finally let her go, but the next second, he picked her up and threw her in bed.
He pressed her down, carefully stroking her face.
Even if he was gentle, it was impossible to overlook the excitement in his eyes.
“Weiwei, I’m hungry too.”
Bai Weiwei’s expression changed, and she promptly refused. “You bastard, how vulgar and despicable. Don’t think I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Qi Chimu gently unfastened her clothes. “You’re the one who provoked me.”
Her attitude was too obvious.
He had never expected to be mutually in love1. When he heard that she’d eloped, he had even thought of the vilest plans.
It was nothing more than mutual destruction.
So when she revealed that she regarded him differently, he was already so excited by this immense joy that he was unable to restrain himself.
He could only seize her and pour out his “joy.”
Bai Weiwei only dared to get up, then lie back down again.
She desperately resisted, using who knew how many patches.
The cost of the patches used in this plane was not enough to buy with the life value gained from capturing.
Qi Chimu, this bastard, didn’t he have a weak body, a scholar’s physique?
This was just an uncivilized beast.
When Qi Chimu completely vented to his satisfaction, Bai Weiwei floated expressionlessly above his head, silently cursing him to not get it up.
He softly whispered in Bai Weiwei’s ear, “Weiwei, I’m very happy.”
Bai Weiwei hovered, giving a weak ‘en.’
And her body that used the patch, eyes half closed, also gave a vague ‘en.’
Qi Chimu hugged her even tighter.
【Ding! Male lead’s favorability: 98.】
The favorability meter was almost full.
And the side task still wasn’t completely finished.
Before the palace examination, she couldn’t brush up any more favorability.
Or else the main mission was complete and the side task failed. She’d still have to do that with dogs.
1: 两情相悦: to be harmonious; to be each other’s sunshine.↩