He is Lovestruck in the Revenge-Chapter 197 - 190 Dont want it after a kiss; no need for that

Chapter 197: 190: Don’t want it after a kiss; no need for that (second update)

Chapter 197: 190: Don’t want it after a kiss; no need for that (second update)

Xie Shang escorted Wen Changling to Fu Ying’s place.

Fu Ying didn’t lay a finger on her; from taking off Wen Changling’s shoes and covering her with a blanket, to giving her water, and washing and wiping her face, Xie Shang did it all.

“Miss Fu.”

As Fu Ying was the owner of the house, Xie Shang asked her, “Could you let me be alone with Wen Changling for a while?”

Fu Ying left and closed the door behind her.

Xie Shang turned off the chandelier and switched on the bedside lamp with its soft light, then he sat down beside the bed. It was strange; even though he was right there watching her, he still missed her so much. Guilt and heartache became vines that entwined around his heart, making his breath heavy. Even so, he still wanted to see her.

Xie Shang leaned over, blocking the light, and couldn’t help but caress her ear and gently kiss her.

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She suddenly opened her eyes.

Xie Shang was startled for a moment, afraid she would get angry. He withdrew from her lips as soon as he snapped back to reality.

She stretched her hand out from under the covers, hooked it around Xie Shang’s neck, and pulled him over to continue the kiss that was as light as a dragonfly touching the water. But she wasn’t a dragonfly; she had been drinking and was like a storm and a tsunami.

She loved deep kisses and loved it when Xie Shang lost control and hurt her.

Their lips and teeth entwined, emitting light, sticky sounds in the night. Her fingers touched Xie Shang’s Adam’s apple, and she could feel him swallow. It was a kiss damp with desire. It started with her taking the lead, but gradually it shifted to Xie Shang, who couldn’t help but lift her lower back and hold her tight.

It lasted a bit too long, and she began to feel out of breath. While desire still lingered in Xie Shang’s eyes, she withdrew her hand, which had been stroking under his clothes, and mercilessly pushed him away.

“Get away from me, I have no such needs today.”

Wen Changling turned her back to him.

Xie Shang: “…”

Why was she like this.

There was some water left on the bedside table from when he had given her a drink earlier. Xie Shang took it and drank it up; the water had cooled quickly in the cold weather.

After a while, Wen Changling turned back around.

He had woken her up, but she wasn’t fully sober yet, full of temper and petulance, she scolded, “Xie Shang, you are so annoying.”

Miss Wen wasn’t very good at cursing people.

“You are so irritating.”

Xie Shang watched her silently.

“I’ve said so many hurtful things to you, why do you still come here looking for hardship?” She stretched her foot out of the covers and kicked Xie Shang lightly, then she sulked heavily, “I hate you so much.”

Xie Shang put her foot back under the covers and tucked her in tightly: “Do you truly hate me?”

Her hand was still outside, she reached up to Xie Shang’s waist and pinched him, also quite lightly. With her face flushed red from alcohol, the alcohol made her limbs go limp, like a paper tiger without any intimidation, and she petulantly scolded, “Xie Shang is the most irritating.”

Xie Shang didn’t retort.

After pinching, Wen Changling asked, “Does it hurt?”

“It hurts.”

Like a tickle, really.

Xie Shang pretended to cry out in pain, full of mischief, wanting to kiss her, to hold her, to make love to her.

“Wish it would kill you.”

Miss Wen softened with alcohol in her system, her gaze equally mellow. After speaking harshly, she bit her lip, argued with herself for a moment, and then said again, “Forget that last sentence, you can’t die, you’re someone I saved with great difficulty.” She spoke with an unreasonable tone, “Your life belongs to me.”

After saying this, she turned her back and closed her eyes.

This time she wouldn’t turn back. After a while, sleep began to overtake her, and her subconscious took over her brain; she habitually did what she always did before going to sleep every day.

She called out, “Xie Shang.”

It was a habit she had cultivated over twenty-one days, one she had been trying to change after they broke up, but had not yet managed to.

She was terrible at letting go of the past, struggling to shake off old habits, living in the past, missing those from the past. Once she got used to something, she didn’t want to change, and it was hard to change.

Xie Shang had spent half a year making her get used to him. So even in her sleep, she would instinctively roll over from afar, from the warmth of her covers, and cozy up to Xie Shang.

Xie Shang leaned over and gently kissed her ear: “Do you really hate Xie Shang?”

She must not have been awake, but she answered, “No…”

What a good girl.

But Miss Wen wouldn’t always be this compliant.

Alcohol is a wonderful thing.

Whether she listened or not, Xie Shang wanted to tell her, clearly and firmly, “He belongs to you, even if you don’t want him, he will always be yours.”

Fu Ying was waiting in the living room.

Xie Shang had stayed in the room for a total of forty-eight minutes before he came out.

Fu Ying sat on the sofa with her arms crossed: “Let’s talk.”

Xie Shang came over and sat down.

Fu Ying looked at Xie Shang’s exquisite face. She had not interacted with him much, but she was very impressed by him. He was composed and cautious, emotionally stable, and both his offensive and controlling strategies were top-notch. Unconstrained by anyone or anything, he was a strong figure who could provide his partner with the greatest sense of security. If he didn’t have the Xie surname, Fu Ying thought he would be quite suitable for Wen Changling. She had just witnessed how this strong man tread on thin ice in the presence of Wen Changling.

Fu Ying’s expression wasn’t particularly friendly, her gaze icy and sharp: “The matter with her ears, you’ve been told about that, right?”

“Yes.”

“The debt you and the Xie Family owe Changling must be as high as a mountain by now.”

Xie Shang offered no excuses.

“If you hadn’t accepted my pawn back then, Changling wouldn’t have had to use you. Even though her goal was to make you take revenge on your father, wasn’t she also seeking justice for your uncle? Changling did right by you.” Fu Ying was obviously on Wen Changling’s side, so she supported her unconditionally, “I really wish she was just playing with you.”

And when she was done, throw you away.

That’s what you get for having the Xie surname.

“Unfortunately, my Changling is still too soft-hearted.”

Those were Fu Ying’s thoughts before, but today she had changed her mind, hoping that Wen Changling could be tied down by something, anything.

Even if it had the Xie surname.

Fu Ying reiterated the key point: “She’s easily soft-hearted towards those she truly cares about.”