182: Just Say It If You Want to Do It

Just Say It If You Want to Do It

After a long time, Fang Yusheng finally moved the bag.1

He and Qiao Jiusheng walked on an unfamiliar street, hearing conversations in a foreign language around them. Qiao Jiusheng suddenly pulled Fang Yusheng closer to her.

Fang Yusheng curled his lips. "What's wrong?"

Qiao Jiusheng told him the truth. "I don't know many foreign languages, so stay close." Among all the foreign languages, Qiao Jiusheng was only proficient in English. She knew a little French and Japanese. Moreover, she could understand only a little of Thailand's local language and was incapable of speaking a single word.

People were coming and going on the streets. If the two of them got lost, it would be troublesome.

Fang Yusheng tightly grabbed her hand. "Follow me well then."

In a foreign country, he would be her translator, and she would be his guide.

When they passed by a crowded street, Fang Yusheng smelled a familiar meat fragrance. He stood at the entrance of the street and sniffed, suddenly coming to a halt. Qiao Jiusheng stopped and asked him, "What's wrong?

"Is there a stall selling lamb rolls on this street?"

Qiao Jiusheng looked into the depths of the street.

On both sides of the noisy and crowded street were various kinds of stalls selling snacks. There were signs by the stall owners' feet. On them were the price tags in English, Chinese, and Japanese. Qiao Jiusheng saw a few shops that made lamb rolls, so she said to Fang Yusheng, "Yes, do you want to eat them?"

Fang Yusheng nodded.

"These snacks are unhygienic."

"It's okay to eat a little occasionally."

"Okay then."

She led Fang Yusheng into the streets.

Qiao Jiusheng brought him to the stall that had the best business. Fang Yusheng could smell the fragrance of meat. He communicated with the seller in a not-so-perfect Thai. Then, he bought a plate of lamb rolls and sat down at the table along the street with Qiao Jiusheng.

Fang Yusheng could only try something fresh since his stomach was not feeling good.

He took a bite and deeply frowned.

This isn't right!

This is not the taste in my memory.

Qiao Jiusheng took a bite and thought that the lamb roll tasted okay, but it was not as delicious as she had imagined. Young Master Fang's favorite lamb roll really did not taste good. Seeing that Fang Yusheng's expression was off, Qiao Jiusheng asked, "What's wrong?"

Fang Yusheng shook his head and helplessly smiled. "To be honest, the taste isn't good." It doesn't taste delicious, so why did I keep thinking about this taste for ten years?

He could not help but think deeply. Did I miss the taste of this mutton roll or Qiao Jiusheng, who had bought it for me?

It didn't matter. He had found his mistress. The lamb roll being delicious or not was no longer important.

Qiao Jiusheng nodded. "That's right. It's really not delicious."

"I'm done eating. Let's go."

They hadn't even finished two of the five skewers of mutton, yet they got up and left.

After returning to the hotel, Qiao Jiusheng realized that Fang Yusheng was like a clingy little demon. No matter what she did, he would follow her. If she wanted to go to the toilet, he would want to accompany her. Qiao Jiusheng could not take it anymore and pinned him to the wall.

Suppressing her anger, she asked him, "What's wrong with you? You're following me like a shadow!"

Fang Yusheng felt a little wronged. He was wrapped in Qiao Jiusheng's arms, between her embrace and the wall.

This standard kabedon position made Fang Yusheng recall the scenes Fang Yuqing had told him about the domineering CEO's delicate wife. However, when it came to him and Qiao Jiusheng, the roles were reversed. He became a delicate wife, and Qiao Jiusheng became a domineering CEO.

After regaining his senses, Fang Yusheng lowered his eyes and glanced at Qiao Jiusheng's proud chest. He admitted to it. "I want to."

Qiao Jiusheng was dumbfounded.

What the heck?

Fang Yusheng placed his hands on her waist and repeated. "I want to do it."

When she confirmed that she had heard correctly, Qiao Jiusheng's expression turned a little strange. Did he pester me for the entire afternoon because he wanted to do it?

Just say it if you want to do it!

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