CHAPTER 430: CHAPTER 430: CHRISTMAS "SURPRISE" (PART 10)

Looking up, she met someone’s smiling eyes. Tang Yanqi immediately realized she had been played, and that person even lowered his head, bringing his eyes closer to hers: "So easy to fool? Tang Yanqi, did your intelligence get boiled along with the hot pot?"

"..."

Can she hit him?

"Don’t even think about it, you can’t beat me!"

"..."

Does this guy have mind reading techniques?

"No, but I’ve planted quite a few tadpoles in your body."

"..."

Tang Yanqi gritted her teeth. She hadn’t said a word, so how did he manage to make up so many things she supposedly said?

Still with tadpoles? What kind of tadpoles?

Wait a moment...

Tang Yanqi’s face slowly turned red, tadpoles... tadpoles...

Repeating the word twice in her mind, her face thoroughly turned a shade of pig liver.

Sheng Jianan’s smile grew deeper, his warm breath hitting Tang Yanqi’s neck: "What? Just figured it out now?"

Tang Yanqi gritted her teeth, dirty rascal!

With her face flushed, she reached out and pushed, sending the dirty rascal rolling!

Sheng Jianan just wanted to tease her. Coming back and seeing her wrapped in coral fleece, all fluffy, cleared away the previous gloom in his heart, inexplicably making him want to tease her.

Unexpectedly, she reacted so strongly. Sheng Jianan was standing at the top of the stairs. Tang Yanqi was flustered and embarrassed, exerting quite a bit of strength, and caught Sheng Jianan off guard, actually pushing him down the stairs.

His tall body tumbled a few times before stopping, and Sheng Jianan’s back hit the wall hard.

Luckily, the stairs here were split-level, not like the spiraling staircase at the old mansion that goes all the way down, preventing Sheng Jianan from actually rolling from the second floor to the first.

Tang Yanqi was stunned too. She didn’t mean it, stood there for a brief two seconds, then rushed down quickly: "Sorry, I didn’t mean... Are you okay?"

Even Young Master Sheng, who has practiced martial arts, knows how to protect himself at the moment of a fall. Although his back hit the wall, he was actually fine, plus the stairs didn’t have many steps.

Mrs. Zhang heard the noise and hurried up: "Young Master, what happened?"

Sheng Jianan smiled at Mrs. Zhang: "It’s nothing, you go about your work."

Mrs. Zhang looked at him suspiciously, then looked at Tang Yanqi, and turned to go downstairs.

Tang Yanqi pursed her lips, looking at Sheng Jianan cautiously: "Does it... hurt? Are you injured?"

Sheng Jianan glanced at her, his face turning dark, completely devoid of the smile he had when facing Mrs. Zhang. His dark eyes seemed to ignite, he pinched Tang Yanqi’s cheek with his hand, his voice low: "Tang Yanqi, if you want to be widowed, just say so."

Tang Yanqi was really afraid Sheng Jianan had gotten hurt, seeing his face darken, her heart skipped a beat, but then she heard him say that, and the stone in her heart fell to the ground instead.

Still having the mind to tease her, no way he’s hurt.

She replied sullenly: "Who told you to act like a rogue."

"So it’s my fault then?"

"It’s my fault, my fault. Let me help you up."

Tang Yanqi helped Sheng Jianan walk slowly upstairs, an inadvertent smile flashing in the corner of the man’s eye. Once back in the room, his body leaned against the bed: "Come on, help this Young Master change clothes."

"You didn’t..."

"Hmm?"

"I’ll... I’ll help you change now."

Under someone’s commanding tone, Tang Yanqi helped him change clothes, then was ordered to go to the bathroom to run a bath, while Sheng Jianan took the opportunity of her going to the bathroom to get up and go downstairs.

When Tang Yanqi came out of the bathroom, Sheng Jianan already had a bag by his side.