Imperfect Desires

632 Steal A Momen

Han Bohai was displeased with her words as he looked around at the entrance and said, "Can't you take the car to the underground parking?"

Ying stared at him long and hard before sighing in defeat. Without any word, she drove to the underground parking and found a good spot to park the car saying, "Now, are you happy, little superstar?"

Han Bohai unbuckled his seatbelt saying, "Even if I'm not happy, what can I do about that?"

"And why are you not happy exactly?" asked Ying as she propped her elbows on the steering wheel and cupped her face in her hands.

"You're trying to get rid of me, how can I be happy about that?" he grumbled unhappily.

Ying was amused by his reaction as she leaned back in her seat saying, "You have so many complaints like a little wife who is being wronged all the time by her evil husband."

Han Bohai's lips twitched but he didn't back off as he replied, "Then dear evil husband, take responsibility for wronging your little wife."

Ying gaped at him in disbelief, "It's still hard for me to believe that you're able to say all of this with such a straight face. Doesn't it hurt your male ego?"

Han Bohai shook his head, "If my male ego can become the hindrance between me and my love, I'd rather throw away such male ego."

Ying chuckled out, "Smooth! Real smooth! I don't think I can outwit you, little devil."

"Calling me a devil might really offend the devil himself," he retorted cheekily.

Ying shook her head, "Don't worry at all. My Xiu is quite understanding, she won't be offended that easily."

"Did you just call your sister a devil?"

Ying shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. Seeing her reaction, Han Bohai couldn't control his urges as he cursed under his breath. Ying didn't even get to notice it before he had unbuckled her seatbelt and his hands had gone under her knees and the back of her neck as he pulled her all the way over to his lap.

"You!" Ying was startled by this sudden turn of events and glared at him.

However, seeing her eyes so close, he was all the more relaxed as he hugged her waist to stop her from squirming. His lips brushed against her earlobes so softly, so gently that Ying's whole body went limp. He didn't do anything else. He only let his hot breath graze her earlobe again and again. But that was enough to itch Ying's heart.

"What are you trying to do now?" her voice came out a little breathy.

"I'm taking advantage of the moment," he answered honestly and calmly. "Since you're trying to run away, I'm trying to hold you in my arms to steal this moment for us."

Taking the advantage of her silence, he pushed the seat all the way back.

"Hey!" yelped Ying as half of her body was now laying on his sturdy chest. She could hear his heartbeat. It wasn't erratic. In fact, his heartbeat was so steady that it calmed her nerves making her want to relax.

"Even though my girlfriend is a superwoman, I'm still an ordinary man. I definitely need some sleep to properly function. So, be good and let me take a short nap." He caressed her back making her completely set her defenses down.

"Go to your room to sleep then," she said.

"If I do, will you come with me?"

"No," she answered.

His arm on her waist tightened as he said, "Then I'm fine right here."

"Don't be stubborn. What are you five?"

"Yes, five inches taller than you," he replied.

"You!" she hit his shoulder making his chuckle. Even she felt the reverberation from his chest that made her smile instinctively.

He kissed the top of her head as he said, "Since I'm five inches taller, that makes our height a perfect match."

Ying was really at a loss for words. Right now, her condition could be described perfectly as; she was extremely busy doing not very much while feeling very overwhelmed. Being with him wasn't like a rollercoaster ride where she'd feel up and down all the time, being with him was a constant dizzying and euphoric feeling that came after the rollercoaster ride. It was like, he could make her world spin in a minute but she wouldn't be scared because he was there to hold her tight as well.

He wasn't just dangerous for her health, he was dangerous for her heart. Sigh... But what to do when she loved dangers so much?!

"Are you asleep?" she asked softly.

"Hmm..." he hummed in reply seemingly half-asleep. historical

"You'd go to my best friend's wedding with me, right?"

Han Bohai's lips curved up slightly, "Wasn't it an order? How can I say no to that?"

"I'm serious."

"So am I," he replied. "Since you need a date, that has to be me. Don't even think about taking anyone else." He took a brief pause before adding, "Will your parents be there?"

"No, but my grandmother will be there."

"Sh*t!" he cursed making her frown. "She is again gonna ask whether I proposed to you or not."

"What? Why is my grandmother in such a hurry?"

He stroked her head saying, "That's her way of showing her love."

"I find it quite troublesome."

Han Bohai decided not to continue this topic as he asked, "So, what is my girlfriend wearing tomorrow?"

"Why?"

"Because I have to perfectly match with my girlfriend," replied Han Bohai.

"I don't even know what I'm wearing," she answered.

"Seems like we'll have to go shopping then..."