Mister Li, the Heart Bandit Chapter 47 - I Like It When You Scream for Help

Chapter 47: I Like It When You Scream for Help

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ji Weixi somehow had the feeling that the man approaching her wanted to hit her. Frightened for her life, she hurriedly retreated.
However, her damned leg did not listen and slipped.
Li Shaoling rushed toward her, his hands reacting as swiftly as his eyes to catch her waist.
He frowned. “Are you an idiot? Why do you keep falling?”
“…Do you think I want that? It’s your fault in the first… Ah! Help!”
Li Shaoling had picked her up before she could finish.
He was too tall. Slightly fearful of heights, she screamed without thinking.
“Help?” Li Shaoling lifted a brow. “I like it when you scream that… in bed, that is.”
Flushing in embarrassment, Ji Weixi quickly put her hand over his mouth. She carefully scanned around them, afraid of others catching their conversation.
Li Shaoling’s eyes were curving in a smile, exuding a gentleness that others could drown in.
Ji Weix felt her heart thumping wildly, just as she suddenly remembered what Tian Miaomiao told her.
“It is said that you can see the love from the eyes of someone who is smitten with you.”
Could it be that he really liked her???
That would be astonishing.
At the same time, she realized she had already been carried into an elevator.
It was frighteningly silent in the car, as much as it was embarrassing.
Was he not tired of carrying her? Such stunning arm strength…
Ji Weixi bit her lip. “Can you put me down?”
Li Shaoling glanced at him but played dumb.
She struggled. “I’m not a cripple!”
“But I think you are,” Li Shaoling finally said indifferently.
Suddenly, the perverted thought of actually crippling her so that she would need him holding her even when she went to toilets occurred to him.
Meanwhile, Ji Weixi was left dumbstruck.
That tone of his… so utterly stubborn, leaving her feeling as if she had no say.
In fact, she felt that she was mesmerized right then.
She must be out of her mind.
Then, the elevator doors parted.
Li Shaoling carried her into his own office, asking Jiang Cong to bring them some ice cubes in passing.
Jiang Cong stared blankly for a moment. “Weren’t you heading to the men’s room, boss?”
Why was he carrying a woman as well? Could it be that they went for some excitement in the toilet?
Li Shaoling responded with a cold glare, and Jiang Cong silenced himself in instant understanding.
Going to the toilet was an excuse for him to leave and look for Ji Weixi.
“Mommy!”
The little one had been playing in Li Shaoling’s office with his new toy, and ran to them once he saw Ji Weixi, slipping into her embrace after Li Shaoling put her on the couch.
He immediately saw red when he saw her red, swollen face. “Who hit you, Mommy?! Tell me, I’ll pee on them.”
Tian Miaomiao snorted. “Baby, you should keep that child urine for fertilizing instead!”
The little one was left wide-eyed and puzzled. “What is child urine?”
Tian Miaomiao cleared her throat. “Well… you’ll know when you grow up.”
Ji Weixi shot her a glare—that woman only ever talks about age-restricted things.
“Be nice,” she coaxed the little one. “Mommy’s fine.”
The little one pouted, however, and teared up. “Mommy’s not fine!” He cried, his voice shaking. “Hmph! The nerve on that person who dared to hit my mommy… I’ll help you so it won’t hurt anymore.”
With those words, Jiayu began blowing as hard as he could on Ji Weixi’s first and was soon out of breath.
“Urgh… Oh no, oh no… I’m fainting…” He clasped his head, stumbling a few steps backward.
Ji Weixi smiled in amusement and tousled his small head. “Thank you. I’m really fine now.”
Meanwhile, Jiang Cong had already brought them ice cubes. Li Shaoling wrapped them in a cloth and dabbed it on Ji Weixi’s face, so that she could not complain that it was too cold.
He was very close to her.
All of his warm breath was reaching her face. His faint fragrance stimulated every single strand of her nerves.
That was the closest point from which she saw him.
She could even see the tiny pores on his face.
Their posture looked as if they were kissing…
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