Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 143 - : The First Time

Chapter 143 -143: The First Time

Huo Xingzhou’s eyes were like a dust storm sweeping through a sandy city, intense and scorching; reason pressed down the tide of emotions first.

His hands found her phone from beneath Qiao Xi’s robe and only then did he release her.

The eyes, narrow and cold, lifted slightly as he began to speak slowly, “Mr. Huo isn’t as quick as you think…”

His slender fingers pressed and held the power button, and the phone completely turned off. Then he placed her phone on a nearby cabinet.

So he was just looking for her phone.

Qiao Xi glanced at it and also saw his phone, along with the document Chen Xun had handed him.

“Take a look.”

Huo Xingzhou handed her the document.

“For me?” Qiao Xi took it with both hands, tore the seal, and pulled out a stack of papers from inside.

What caught her eye first was “Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic Record,” along with business contracts and high-definition photos of the clinic. Qiao Xi didn’t dare blink, looking through the documents with seriousness, utterly astonished.

The clinic had a huge space, clean and bright, with all the necessary facilities.

As if it was just waiting for its owner.

“This… Mr. Huo, I… Is this for me?”

Her dream had always been to open a clinic, and now it had easily appeared before her eyes.

“Mmm.”

“Really for me?” she repeated joyfully.

In Huo Xingzhou’s unfathomable deep eyes, a hint of warmth emerged, “Little Divine Doctor, your wish to Aladdin’s lamp has come true.”

For the first time in his life, he naively played such a trick with a girl.

Qiao Xi looked up, her eyes glistening, filled with his image. The Aladdin’s lamp she had prayed to in her poor and struggling youth had descended in her most confused moment.

“Mr. Huo, this must have cost a lot of money, right?”

She had secretly researched the costs of opening a clinic; just the decoration and rent were astronomical. She would never have enough money.

“It’s worth it to fulfill your dream,” he said.

Qiao Xi caressed the documents tenderly, looking up at him again, her heart filled with a surge of heat and joy.

“Mr. Huo, when I earn money, I’ll pay you back!” She couldn’t bear to refuse such kindness and was eager to achieve her wish.

“Mmm, when you’ve made money, you have to support me.”

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“No problem!”

Qiao Xi’s voice was sweet.

“Now, give the clinic a name. I’ll have Chen Xun get the plaque made tomorrow,” Huo Xingzhou suggested.

Qiao Xi furrowed her brows, thought for a while, and finally decided, “Let’s call it Cheng Acupuncture. Grandpa Cheng said that the Cheng Acupuncture Technique has declined, and I’m the only successor left. I want to make it shine.”

Never forget why you started, always fulfill your duties.

Huo Xingzhou looked at her with a burning gaze.

He was always cold, his pale exterior belied an indolent nobility etched in his lightly sketched features, making it hard to imagine that such a cold person could have such fiercely passionate eyes.

Qiao Xi’s heartbeat quickened under his gaze, and she averted her eyes.

“Mr. Huo?” she called out softly.

Huo Xingzhou’s large hand landed on her waist, his slender fingers pressing in firmly.

Qiao Xi’s heart trembled with his grip, as if electrified, her body tingling.

“Draw?”

His breath was hot as he asked.

Qiao Xi licked her red lips and nodded faintly.

It was like a clear signal.

Huo Xingzhou’s voice, suggestive and magnetic, rose, “Will you undress, or shall I help you?”

Excellent men all have the patience at such times; the longer the prelude, the longer the aftertaste. Huo Xingzhou, like a seasoned hunter, waited for Qiao Xi to silently fall into his net.

In just a few short moments, many thoughts flashed through Qiao Xi’s mind.

She bravely looked at the man, her delicate fingers touching the tie of her robe, and gently pulled.

The robe fell open, and she hesitantly took it off, exposing herself completely to Huo Xingzhou.

His eyes half-closed, he picked up a drawing pencil and said, “Sit properly.”

“This close?”

Qiao Xi looked at the stool next to the easel and slowly sat down, feeling a bit cool.

She was blushing all over, her eyes flickering. She felt exceedingly shy under the man’s gaze, while he, seemingly chaste and unattainable, appeared utterly unmoved by her allure.

The sketching pencil touched the thick paper, and his left hand reached for her eyes, nose, and lingered on her lips for a long time.

He spoke with an air of moral integrity, “Observing distances.”

Qiao Xi felt weak all over from his teasing.

Huo Xingzhou set the pencil aside and turned to look at her, “Qiao Xi, do you really take me for a saint?”

She sat before him in seductive battle gown, allowing him to manipulate and caress her.

Exceedingly meek and compliant.

Does he really think he can’t touch her?

“Qiao Xi, you know what I want to do to you.”

The fine hairs on his forehead were soaked with sweat, and a trace of restrained embarrassment flashed through the ink-like depths of his eyes.

“May I?” he asked again.

Qiao Xi’s heart skipped a beat, and she slowly opened her mouth, “Mr. Huo, you can do whatever you want to me.”

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Xi’s breath was stolen away in an instant.

The man suddenly grabbed her slender waist and bent down to plant an indulgent kiss.

Qiao Xi was kissed until she was dizzy, smoke rising from her seven orifices.

Disarmed and unguarded.

Routed in disarray.

In the heat of passion, he kissed her with a hoarse voice, “A long, long time ago, I’ve wanted to dishonorably tear off your dress.”

To see how seductive the prim little body can be, leading his heart on a relentless pursuit.

Qiao Xi was carried to the tatami, beautiful red marks bloomed on her, and she called out urgently, “Mr. Huo… is this your first time?”

She still wanted an answer.

With the arrow set on the bowstring, if it wasn’t, she would feel a bit disappointed.

“Little jealous creature,” his thin lips pressed against the side of her face, “Whether it is or isn’t, why don’t you find out.”

His grip was strong, the flimsy fabric couldn’t withstand his manhandling, and the strap of her nightgown fell apart. A drop of sweat slid down his perfect jawline from his forehead.

And landed on her chest.

“Little Divine Doctor, I’ve given you a chance to back out,” he said, towering above her, breathing heavily as he struggled to restrain himself.

Qiao Xi tilted her head up slightly, slowly wrapping her arms around his neck, her body drawing close to kiss the corner of his lips.

“Mr. Huo, I have no regrets,” she said.

At her words.

He laid siege and poured forth.

Within the studio, sounds rang out repeatedly.

The sketch paper on the easel fell to the floor, its unfinished portrait showing. In the drawing, those almond-shaped eyes were as clear as if washed by spring water, pure and filled with tender affection.

The night was long and unforgettable.

In the middle of the night, the woman’s sobs and pleas sounded, like a pitiful little animal.

The sudden downpour paused, then resumed, and only by dawn did it come to a halt.

…

At noon, the sun was high in the sky.

In the master bedroom.

Qiao Xi woke groggily, staring blankly at the ceiling, feeling a bit dizzy.

Huo Xingzhou’s figure was no longer beside her.

The previous night had been wild and embarrassing.

She was coaxed into saying so many things, into doing so many shameful acts.

She gently lifted the covers, her smooth skin marked by mottled traces, her limbs aching. Just before dawn, she vaguely felt Mr. Huo carry her to the master bedroom’s bathroom and carefully clean her.

At the bedside, there was a light purple bubble sleeve dress, which she put on slowly, and then she left the room.

Upon seeing her, Aunt Qian couldn’t stop smiling and said, “Young Madam, lunch will be ready soon.”

Trying to maintain her composure, Qiao Xi asked, “Where is he?”

“Little couples are so affectionate, can’t stand to be apart even for a moment, the young master is by the pool,” Aunt Qian replied.

Qiao Xi walked toward the backyard pool, feeling embarrassed.

From a distance, the sound of water splashing reached her, and the man under the sunlight revealed perfect muscle lines, his body glistening with droplets. His limbs were long and powerful, swimming with grace.

On his back were a few faint red scratches, presumably from fingernails.

Hearing her approach, Huo Xingzhou turned his head to look at her, his gaze as invasive as ever.

Qiao Xi lowered her head under his stare, just about to speak. The man’s phone on the lounge chair started vibrating. She glanced and saw it was a number without a name.

“Answer it for me,” he said without any hesitation.

“Oh, okay.”

The moment Qiao Xi picked up the call, she heard Shu Xue’s voice on the other end.

“Mr. Huo, I’m sorry to disturb you. I got your number from Qiao Xi’s emergency contacts. Please tell Qiao Xi…”

“Shu Xue, it’s me,” Qiao Xi interrupted.

It took Shu Xue a moment to realize who was speaking. Taking a deep breath, she excitedly said,

“Qiao Xi, Liu Zongyun in room 2121 has regained consciousness! Come to the hospital quickly!”