CHAPTER 343: CHAPTER 341: PUT ME DOWN [1ST UPDATE]

After a moment, she heard Liam’s angry footsteps chasing after her, and she immediately quickened her own pace, ’thump-thump-thump,’ jumping forward.

Liam saw her avoiding him, seething with anger, he caught up to her in big strides, reaching out his long arm to grab her wrist.

Maya’s instinctive first reaction upon being pulled was to escape, so she swung his hand off forcefully and jumped forward.

Her action made Liam completely lose his patience; he hugged her waist and hoisted her onto his shoulder, heading towards the hotel.

"Let me down! Let me down!" Upon Liam’s shoulder, Maya’s tiny hands kept hitting him, trying to regain her freedom.

At this moment, the nicer Liam tried to be to her, the stronger her resistance grew; if she didn’t vent her feelings of grievance, she wouldn’t feel satisfied.

But, her resistance was meaningless to Liam, as he wasn’t affected by her and still had no intention of letting her go.

"My stomach hurts, it’s pressing painfully on my belly." Maya already felt bad, but being manhandled by Liam made her feel sore all over, especially her stomach pressing on his shoulder, throbbing with pain.

Liam heard her say her stomach hurt, furrowing his brow, he stopped and put her down, squeezing her little face with his right hand, asked both tenderly and indignantly, "Did you eat something bad?"

That casual concern from the man slightly improved Maya’s mood.

She stared at his eyes, rolled her eyes at him, and pouted pitifully, "Pressing against your shoulder hurts."

Listening to Maya’s explanation, Liam pursed his lips, inserted his hands at his hips, and after staring at her for a while, wanting to be harsh, he ultimately gave up.

Currently, Liam was completely helpless with Maya. He didn’t dare beat her, couldn’t scold her, even after accommodating her, she still didn’t accept it. Frustrated, he wondered if maybe she didn’t like him; no matter what he did was disliked and superfluous?

Thinking this, Liam cursed under his breath "Damn."

The dignified third young master of Owen Clan Group, when had he ever received this kind of treatment, surprisingly felt at a loss because of this rascal in front of him.

He took a deep breath, raised his right hand, pointing at Maya with his finger, wanting to say something, yet stopped several times, finger hovering in mid-air, nearly wishing to leave her on her own.

Maya looked at the man’s angry demeanor, noticed the helplessness in his eyes. She knew he was mad, mad that she saw Lillian, mad about her earlier coldness towards him, ignoring him.

Seeing Liam’s frustration and restraint from taking it out on her, Maya’s mood instantly soared. Indeed, she loved watching him unable to express his anger.

At the same time, she also knew that regarding her meeting with Lillian, Liam might not pursue the matter anymore; anyway, nothing ever happened between her and Lillian, and she hadn’t intended anything.

So, she suddenly grabbed Liam’s finger pointing at her, pretending impatiently to complain: "I hate it most when people point fingers at me, and you’re doing it for so long."

Maya’s sudden move stunned Liam. When he looked into her eyes again, the emotions in Maya’s eyes seemed to have changed, no longer sulking or fearful and guilty, but rather playful.

He liked this Maya so lively, she seemed so happy being beside him.

Hence, he withdrew his big hand, using his forefinger to tap her forehead, saying, "What’s it if I point at you, I can even poke you."

"No poking!" Maya yelled while trying to grab him, but Liam was quick, and each time he poked her forehead, she couldn’t catch him.

Unable to grab Liam, Maya bit her lower lip, squinting slightly, feigning anger as she glared at Liam, saying, "Try poking me again."

Liam watched her fierce little gaze, lifted his right hand, continued to poke her forehead, taunting: "If you’ve got guts, bite me, what’s staring going to do?"

Listening to Liam’s provocation, Maya held her breath, staring intently at him, and when Liam poked her forehead again, her body involuntarily retreated two steps, seemingly being pushed back by him.

Seeing Maya’s body retreat, Liam quickly circled his arm around her waist for fear she might fall again.

However, unexpectedly, as soon as his big hand wrapped around Maya’s waist, she captured it, and without hesitation, fiercely bit his forefinger.

Even though her reflex wasn’t as quick as Liam’s, unable to catch him, she could still pull tricks! Look, she faked a fall, and Liam offered his hand defenselessly.

Seeing Maya cunningly launching an ambush, Liam grinned widely, not retrieving his hand but allowing her to bite.

Only when Maya bit hard enough to hurt him did he lightly touch her tongue with his fingertip as a counterattack.

Maya, seeing him tease her, applied more pressure, biting him even harder.

"Are you silly? What if you break it?" Liam gasped in pain, but still didn’t push her away.

Then Maya finally let go of his hand, rolling her eyes, wiping her small mouth, saying: "That’s for poking me again."

Watching the mischievous look in the girl’s eyes, Liam extended his right hand again, flicked her head, saying: "What if I poke you?" Saying this, he patted her a few more times, provoking her.

Maya froze in place, motionless. Each time he patted her, she refrained from countering, merely shook her head as a sign of cooperation.

When Liam once again raised his arm, she suddenly lifted both hands, hugged his arm, triumphantly saying: "Caught you now! Let’s see how you can pat me."

Looking at Maya’s proud expression, Liam suddenly felt surrounded by happiness, his smile exceptionally bright; at this moment he could seemingly feel, Maya belonged to him.

He loved watching her silly appearance, adored her unpretentious demeanor, cherished how she behaved naturally around him.

Thus, he suddenly extended his left hand, encircled her slender waist, pulled her into his arms, and leaned down to capture her lips in a passionate kiss.

She could even feel as if he wanted to fuse her into his body.

Maya had been kissed by Liam many times, yet this was the first time he kissed her so intensely, rendering her mind blank, feeling extraordinarily comfortable and enjoyable.

Dizzied, as though floating, she even forgot they were still in the hotel’s back hall, though not crowded, it was still a public place.

Liam’s lingering kiss made Maya completely immersed; she instinctively closed her eyes, savoring his passion, her two little hands unconsciously clutched at his arms.

Maya’s response made Liam’s kiss more tender, as he kissed her, he also clasped her small hands, embracing himself.