Chapter 117: Chapter 116: Calm Down, Mr. Qiao. Take a deep breath and calm down

Author: Purple Peony Machine Translation

What a wretched girl this An Nuan is! "How dare you tease me," scolded He Lanjin. "When you yourself aren't sleeping at this ungodly hour?" He Lanjin and An Nuan talked for a bit before He Lanjin hung up.

He Lanjin clicked on the link An Nuan gave her and saw a short but exciting movie. Her eyes lit up and she hurriedly downloaded a few movies. She sniggered as she grabbed her phone and walked toward the window.

"I'm so tired," He Lanjin said out loud as she stood in front of the window.

The pinhole camera suddenly lit up. Someone was watching, just like He Lanjin thought.

He Lanjin leaned her face against the glass window and played the movie on her phone. She set the phone on the window, securing it with a piece of tape. She made sure that the entire phone screen was covering the pinhole camera.

She smiled and walked toward the bed to get some rest.

She stopped in midstride, seeing Qiao Hanye standing nearby. Hands behind his back, he sized her up with his deep black eyes.

"When did you come in?" He Lanjinasked, surprised. She was a straight-A student in the academy. She got perfect marks in almost every subject and was highly regarded by her instructors for being extremely vigilant. It was impossible to sneak up on her.

But here was Qiao Hanye standing right in front of her, and she did not even notice him entering the room!

Qiao Hanye narrowed his eyes at He Lanjin. This woman was challenging his limits every day. How could she do such a thing in the middle of the night? She was not just smart; she was also good at provoking men's anger.

Instead of answering, Qiao Hanye stepped toward He Lanjin, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into his embrace. "What are you doing?" He Lanjin asked as she squirmed in his arms.

Qiao Hanye tightened his arms around He Lanjin. "Mrs. Qiao, you're a woman with a husband. You don't need to hide and watch these things. I'm here, you know."

"This..." He Lanjin's voice trailed off. How would she tell Qiao Hanye what this was about?

She could not tell him that someone was spying on her and that those **** movies were actually for that someone, could she?

He Lanjin decided she just would not say anything. Suddenly, panting sounds filled the room. The passion was so intense, He Lanjin was afraid that her phone would explode.

Qiao Hanye stared at He Lanjin, making her feel guilty. "I, I, I... think someone needs this," she stammered. "I downloaded a couple of movies for that person. But yeah, the volume is a little too loud. Let me turn it down."

He Lanjin tried to break free from Qiao Hanye's embrace, but he picked her up and carried her to the bed. He lay on top of her, looking into her eyes.

Thoughts of He Lanjin had been tormenting Qiao Hanye day and night, and now she was actually playing this kind of movie in front of him. The passionate moans from the movie kept echoing in the bedroom. How could he let her off so easily?

"Calm Down, Mr. Qiao," He Lanjin said, trying to quell the lust reflected in Qiao Hanye's eyes. "Take a deep breath and calm down."

"Shhh, just kiss me again," Qiao Hanye said. He ran his fingers through He Lanjin's hair as he lifted her head and kissed her passionately.

Qiao Hanye's impassioned kiss sent He Lanjin's head reeling. She could not help but kiss him back.

He Lanjin felt her body heating up, matching the temperature of Qiao Hanye's skin. Something familiar was stirring, but she could not put a finger on what it was. Suddenly she remembered the dream she had a few days ago when she dreamt of a roasted sausage.

Qiao Hanye's phone rang without warning, and He Lanjin sobered up a bit.

As they kissed, He Lanjin brought her hands to where she thought Qiao Hanye's pants pockets were. She wanted to help him get his phone, but she grabbed something else instead.

"Damn woman," Qiao Hanye said as he jumped up. "Where are your hands going?

As Qiao Hanye stood up, He Lanjin saw that his pants were almost falling off. She could not help but laugh mockingly. "I'm sorry, I made a mistake. It's definitely a mistake."

Qiao Hanye straightened his pants and took his phone from his pants pocket. The caller ID displayed Nan Feng's name. Qiao Hanye pressed the answer button and said in a gruff voice, "What's the matter?"

Hearing the tone of his master's voice gave Nan Feng a chill.