Mr. Qin, Your Mute Wife is a Full-Level Bigshot Chapter 163: Mr. Qin’s Princess-style Carry

Chapter 163: Mr. Qin’s Princess-style Carry....
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“With me, your age is not a problem.”
Ye Caitang:
Did he not feel her entire body was emitting a protest that she did not want to learn martial arts?
Qin Ruohan took out the white ink-blue striped handkerchief he carried with him and gently wiped the tears off Ye Caitang’s face and eyelashes.
“Don’t think about a silent protest, because it’s useless.”
This lass was like a child who had yet to grow up, but she inexplicably tugged at his heartstrings.
The pure cotton handkerchief had the unique softness of cotton as it gently wiped Ye Caitang’s soft and exquisite face.
Suddenly, Ye Caitang’s entire body stiffened. She had just secretly scolded Qin Ruohan in her heart…
But she suddenly felt that Qin Ruohan was not that bad after all. He was quite tender and knew how to take care of the fairer sex.
Her heart skipped a beat and her gaze involuntarily landed on Qin Ruohan’s face.
It was a devilishly handsome face that could charm the pants off the whole world in an instant, even without any expression.
Looking at this drop-dead gorgeous face, her heartbeat suddenly became uncontrollably erratic again.
He was simply a vixen. Why did he have to be such a hottie?
She felt that her self-control had been severely challenged.
However, Qin Ruohan—this Satan—was suddenly so gentle to her. Did he have a crush on her?
If the Satan really fell in love with her, as long as he kept treating her so gently and tenderly..
On account ofhis hot looks, it was not impossible for her to consider accepting him.
After Qin Ruohan wiped Ye Caitang’s face clean, he ordered Ye Caitang—who was staring at his face and daydreaming—sternly and mercilessly,
“The time starts now. You can do the horse stance.”
Ye Caitang:
F*ck, my face hurts!
Was she offher head just now? She actually thought that Qin Ruohan would like her.
Half an hour later, Ye Caitang—whose sportswear was already drenched in sweat—looked at Qin Ruohan pitifully with trembling legs and arms.
As her cell phone had been confiscated, Ye Caitang could not type and beg for mercy. She could only beg for mercy with her pitiful, teary eyes.
Qin Ruohan clenched his fists in heartache. He closed his eyes and ignored her.
“If you slack off, I’ll add an hour tomorrow.”
Ye Caitang’s beautiful big eyes were suddenly filled with anger. She glared daggers at Oin Ruohan’s handsome face. “..”
That damned Satan. Did he think that he was the only one who was a teacher?
Hmph! Once she got out of her misery, she would immediately contact Xiaojie to let Qin Ruohan attend class. She would definitely torture him on the Internet.
Brat, just you wait.
An hour and a half later, Ye Caitang walked out of the bathroom with trembling legs while holding onto the wall after taking a shower.
When she entered the bedroom, she suddenly saw Qin Ruohan sitting on her bed.
What was this damned devil doing here?
With doubts, she immediately tightened her grip on the towel on her body and glared daggers at Qin Ruohan. She moved over step by step like a crab.
Qin Ruohan realized that Ye Caitang’s legs were trembling and she could not move them. He suddenly stood up and strode to Ye Caitang.
His tall and straight figure loomed over Ye Caitang’s petite figure in an instant.
He suddenly leaned over and pinned Ye Caitang against the wall. The fragrant ambergris suddenly wafted into Ye Caitang’s nose and her neck.
Ye Caitang’s beautiful face suddenly flushed red as she parted her rosy lips in panic.
“What… what are you doing?”
Qin Ruohan glanced at Ye Caitang indifferently. His charming thin lips curled up imperceptibly. Suddenly, he bent down and scooped Ye Caitang up, princess-style..