My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 91 Boss Shen’s First Kiss

Chapter 91: Chapter 91 Boss Shen’s First Kiss

Shen Dang suddenly laughed, his voice hoarse as he said, "Why don’t you make me some hangover tea or something?"

He had drunk both red and white wines, and no matter how good his tolerance was, he couldn’t stave off the drunken haze.

"Did you also make me hangover tea last time I got drunk?" Qiao Xi tentatively asked.

"...Teacher Qiao, can’t you be a bit cuter?"

Still haggling with him—so uncute.

Qiao Xi’s expression soured immediately, and she said coldly, "I’ll just assume you’re talking nonsense because you’re drunk."

Cute?

Her, with divine beauty, being cute?

Qiao Xi had reason to suspect that Shen Dang was just making fun of her.

Shen Dang held his forehead and laughed out loud, "If I didn’t make it for you last time, does that mean you won’t make it for me this time?"

Qiao Xi truly had no recollection of getting drunk last time, nor could she remember any trace of it afterward.

It seemed like Shen Dang wasn’t going to tell her.

Fine, don’t say it—I don’t care!

Qiao Xi hugged her arms and huffed, curling her red lips meaningfully, "It’s not that I can’t, but you know I seldom enter the kitchen. I can’t guarantee how it’ll taste."

"Just Baidu it, I believe Teacher Qiao isn’t that foolish," Shen Dang closed his eyes and said calmly, "I’ll wait for you."

Qiao Xi rolled her eyes in annoyance.

In the kitchen, Qiao Xi followed the tutorial as she worked, and remarkably succeeded in making a cup of hangover tea.

"It’s quite simple."

She felt quite accomplished.

It only took about fifteen minutes.

Qiao Xi carried the cup into the living room, only to find Shen Dang sprawled across the couch.

The light was glaring; his arm was placed over his eyes, one leg bent, his tall figure exuding an irresitible laziness.

Absolutely captivating.

Qiao Xi exhaled softly, set the cup on the coffee table, and leaned over to tap his arm, "Shen Dang, your hangover tea is ready."

She wouldn’t let him off the hook for making her work for nothing.

Seeing no response from Shen Dang, Qiao Xi tapped him again, "Boss Shen, wake up."

"Are you going to drink your hangover tea or not?"

"I’ll throw it away then."

Her tone was already filled with dissatisfaction.

So annoying!

Qiao Xi tapped him a third time, harder than before, "Hurry up, drink and go back to your room to sleep!"

She’d stop caring about him if he didn’t wake up now.

Just when Qiao Xi thought this, Shen Dang suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Qiao Xi was startled.

Shen Dang’s peach blossom eyes slowly opened, his grip tightening, his voice hoarse beyond recognition, "Qiao Xi."

Suddenly finding herself trapped in the depths of his dark eyes, which spiraled like a vortex pulling her in—

Qiao Xi subconsciously felt that this version of Shen Dang was dangerous, like he was parting the fog around them, exposing everything openly to her.

But this made Qiao Xi even more panicked.

This wasn’t the Boss Shen she knew.

"Your hangover tea is here; drink it yourself. I’m going back to my room."

Qiao Xi tried to break free from Shen Dang’s grasp, but he pulled her toward him.

Qiao Xi’s foot slipped, and uncontrollably, she fell toward Shen Dang, her head hitting his chest.

Qiao Xi: "..."

This disastrous moment!

"Um..." Shen Dang let out a hoarse noise.

Qiao Xi frantically tried to get off of him.

Shen Dang watched the head burrowing against his chest, and a part of his body felt ignited by her.

Her stray hair strands slipped from his opened collar into his neck, tempting him even further.

Shen Dang’s hand moved to the back of her neck, pressing her down.

In that moment of lustful impulse, Shen Dang lost his last bit of consciousness.

To kiss her.

To want to kiss her.

To need to kiss her.

Indeed, following the deep desire in his heart, Shen Dang took the initiative and kissed her on the lips.

Qiao Xi’s eyes widened.

Before her was Shen Dang’s magnified face, his skin flawless and unblemished.

Her lips still felt the warmth of his.

Around her, everything seemed to quiet down, with only his heavy breath echoing in her ears.

Qiao Xi had never felt this way before.

Her entire body felt electric, tingling from her crown to her tailbone.

It was as if a fire was roaring within her, warming her through and through.

She even forgot to react.

Shen Dang’s kiss was a mix of tenderness, restraint, and impulsive siege.

She smelled faintly of enchanting flowers, almost making Shen Dang lose control as he continued to kiss her fervently.

His hot breath lingered from her cheeks to her earlobes.

Their breaths mingled, overly intimate.

Qiao Xi felt as if she had drowned, forgetting to breathe.

Until a pain from the kiss snapped Qiao Xi back to reality, prompting her to push Shen Dang away forcefully.

Shen Dang, caught up in the moment, was taken by surprise as Qiao Xi broke free.

Without seeing the expression on the person behind, Qiao Xi fled almost in a panic, her steps rapid and flustered.

Shen Dang watched her retreating figure, his tongue touching his lips, his fingers lightly brushing his reddened lips.

Simply indescribably sexy.

Shen Dang looked down at his finger that had touched his lips, his eyes still tinged with lingering passion.

Hard to control, longing for more.

Tsk.

Upstairs, Qiao Xi slammed the door shut with a "bang," leaning against it, her body slowly sliding down.

Was she insane?

She had actually indulged in Shen Dang’s kiss!

Was she drunk too because Shen Dang was?

How was she going to face Shen Dang tomorrow?

So embarrassing!

Qiao Xi covered her face, cursing inwardly.

She was troubled and regretful as she smacked her forehead, burying her flushed face into her knees.

Qiao Xi, you really weren’t clear-headed!

She was done for, she couldn’t face it.

She wished she could turn back time!

The consequence was—Qiao Xi couldn’t sleep.

She had slept only a few hours but woke up very early.

She lay in bed like a corpse.

After some time, she heard a knock at the door.

Qiao Xi pulled the blanket over her face.

Can’t hear, can’t hear.

"Qiao Xi."

"..."

Is Shen Dang annoying?

"Get up for breakfast."

Not eating!

"If you don’t get up, I’m coming in."

"!!!"

Crazy!

Qiao Xi threw off the blanket, "I’m not eating!"

Her voice was cold, devoid of emotion.

Qiao Xi then heard no more sounds from outside.

After a while, Qiao Xi heard her phone vibrate. She reached for it—it was a little past eight.

[Jerky guy: Breakfast is on the table, remember to eat.]

Qiao Xi tossed her phone aside, ignoring it.

Soon after, Qiao Xi heard the sound of a car engine from downstairs.

She went to the window and saw Shen Dang’s car driving away.

Qiao Xi suddenly felt relieved.

She washed up and went downstairs, indeed finding breakfast laid out on the table.

Qiao Xi hesitated for a moment, then pulled out a chair to sit down.

Why not eat if it’s free?

Can’t waste food.

After eating, she washed the dishes. Looking at the empty living room, she suddenly felt lost.

Without any engagements, she felt like a salted fish.

Sitting on the sofa, Qiao Xi suddenly thought back to last night, to Shen Dang pressing her down and kissing her.

It was toxic, wasn’t it?

Qiao Xi’s face became burning hot.

Her WeChat chimed. Qiao Xi glanced at it—