Beloved Little Treasure Chapter 89

Note: Chapter eighty-nine has mature content. Readers not of a mature age, skip chapter eighty-nine.

Between nine and half past nine at night, there were sounds of broken furniture from the study room. At twenty-nine to ten at night, Hao Yan Che emerged from the study room feeling rejuvenated.

Jia Tu and Yi Tu on the other hand were left lying under a heavy vintage table.

At eleven at night at Hao Yan’s company headquarters, Yuan Gun Gun was too scared to sleep. She turned on the TV. It was the middle of the movie where a handsome man was undressing a beautiful woman. Her eyes widened at how big the handsome man’s little brother was. The beautiful woman screamed for mercy when the handsome man’s little brother entered the beautiful woman. Suddenly when the handsome man and beautiful woman were groaning and moaning, the bedroom door was slammed opened.

Yuan Gun Gun jumped out of bed, she ran to Hao Yan Che and hugged him.

‘Young master,’ Yuan Gun Gun called.

Hao Yan Che was relieved the scream he heard didn’t come out of Yuan Gun Gun’s mouth. He pushed her away for making him worry about her.

‘Did you stay here to watch adult movies?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

‘No,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘I didn’t know there were adult movies on TV until today.’

Hao Yan Che wanted to turn off the TV, but the loud moans turned into a pitiful scream. Yuan Gun Gun pitied the beautiful woman who fell from the pleasure high to death. The beautiful woman’s nose was snapped off, and blood gashed out of the beautiful woman’s face. While the handsome man’s mouth that was pleasuring the beautiful woman body, began sucking…

Hao Yan Che turned off the TV.

‘Do you dare to watch the rest of the movie?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

‘No,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. She hugged Hao Yan Che’s neck. ‘I want to go home. I don’t want to stay here by myself.’

Hao Yan Che led Yuan Gun Gun to the door.

‘Wait,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘Get me the bedsheet to wrap around me.’

Hao Yan Che looked coldly at Yuan Gun Gun.

‘I’m not wearing underwear,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘What if someone sees me?’

Hao Yan Che took Yuan Gun Gun to the sofa, and he pointed at the black bag.

‘You have two minutes,’ Hao Yan Che said and turned around.

Yuan Gun Gun opened the black bag, inside were her clothes and underwear. She quickly changed into her clothes and underwear.

‘I’m done,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Hao Yan Che walked to the elevators. Yuan Gun Gun ran after him and held his arm.

‘Wait for me,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Hao Yan Che carried Yuan Gun Gun to the car, and drove her home.

Later at the Hao Mansion’s master bedroom, Yuan Gun Gun was glued to Hao Yan Che’s back.

‘What are you doing?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

‘I’m scared,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘So?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

‘I’ll come with you to the bathroom and ma.s.sage you,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Half an hour later, Yuan Gun Gun walked out of the bathroom blus.h.i.+ng.

Yuan Gun Gun got into bed with Hao Yan Che.

‘Go take a bath,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘No,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘I’ll take a bath tomorrow.’

Hao Yan Che got out of bed, and carried Yuan Gun Gun to the bathroom.

‘I don’t want to stay here by myself,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. She held onto Hao Yan Che’s arm. ‘Stay here with me.’

‘Stay here with you?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

‘Yes,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘Why should I?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

‘Because earlier I stayed with you here to help you have a bath,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘Did I beg you?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

‘No,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘I’m begging you to stay with me.’

‘No,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Yuan Gun Gun sat on the floor and clung onto Hao Yan Che’s leg.

‘Young master, stay here with me,’ Yuan Gun Gun begged.

‘No,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘If you don’t stay here with me, I’ll die,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘A female ghost’s arm will pull me under water and drown me. I’m begging you to have mercy on me and stay with me. I’ll be forever be grateful toward you.’

‘You’re the female ghost,’ Hao Yan Che said. He pulled Yuan Gun Gun up, and pinched her bottom. ‘You have fifteen minutes.’

Hao Yan Che turned around, Yuan Gun Gun turned on the tap and took a quick bath.

Ten minutes later, Yuan Gun Gun got out of the bathtub, wrapped a towel around her body and was relieved Hao Yan Che didn’t leave.

‘Young master, I’m done,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Hao Yan Che walked back to the bed, and Yuan Gun Gun followed him.

After Yuan Gun Gun changed into a nights.h.i.+rt, she got into bed and laid on Hao Yan Che’s chest.

‘Young master,’ Yuan Gun Gun called.

Hao Yan Che kept his eyes closed and ignored Yuan Gun Gun.

‘Today big brother Du asked me to marry him,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Hao Yan Che opened his eyes.

End of Chapter Eighty-Nine