<h4>Chapter 822: Kissed Wrong</h4>


    What was he saying?


    There were many rated scenes popping up in Leng Zhiyuan’s mind. She was both shy and angry at the same time. This man did not have any limits when he was saying such dirty stuff.


    “Zhou Yao!” She was about to get angry.


    “We are here.” He did not seem rmed at all and directly brought her into a clothing shop.


    The sales staff weed them immediately and said, “Sir, Miss, may I know what you are looking for?”


    Zhou Yao let go of her shoulders and had a look around the shop as he said, “I am here to buy my wife a few...skirts.”


    Leng Zhiyuan was originally angry, but the salesperson was around, and she was unable to explode. Nowm when she heard how he spat out the word skirts so easily, her gaze changed. She just knew that this man did not have good intentions.


    “I don’t want to!” She was frustrated as she spoke.


    Zhou Yao turned his gaze back and had a smile on his face as he said, “My wife seems to be unsatisfied with the dresses here. Don’t you have prettier clothes here?”


    The moment he spoke, the sales person was even more passionate as she said, “Miss, the clothes in our shop are designed by a famous master from Ennd. Our designs are new and stylish, and they are the most fashionable designs, just like this piece here. This is the extremely popr design from this early Spring season. It is super popr. Also, this piece here. This piece was worn during Fashion Week. Miss, you look so beautiful, and you have such a good figure. No matter which piece you pick, you will look good in it.”


    As the salesperson spoke, she pondered for a moment, then she handed a dress over to Leng Zhiyuan and said, “Miss, you will definitely look very beautiful in this skirt. Please go to the changing room to try it on.”


    The salesperson gestured towards the changing room.


    Leng Zhiyuan was unable to take the passionate attack by the salesperson. She was irritated as she nced at Zhou Yao, and Zhou Yao raised his eyebrows. He had a bright smile on his face as he looked at her.


    She did not know what to do, whether to retreat or advance. She stretched her hand out to take the dress, and she was angered as she went into the changing room.


    That man was way too cunning.


    She’d fallen into his trap again.


    After ten minutes, Leng Zhiyuan slowly came out of the changing room. She lowered her gaze to have a look at the skirt she was wearing, and she felt extremely awkward.


    She raised her head and saw Zhou Yao standing before the French windows in front of her.


    The man was 1.9m in height, and he was wearing a ck shirt and a pair of long ck slim-cut pants on bottom. His shoulders were broad, and his waist was slim. His entire body was well toned without a single ounce of extra fat. There was a mannequin by his right hand, and when he stood beside the mannequin, the model proportions of the mannequin were made dull immediately. He ced both hands in his pockets, and he looked out the French windows in boredom, and he had already attracted the gazes of many girls.


    Leng Zhiyuan snorted out inside her heart. He seemed to be an elegant man on the outside, but privately, he was so improper and liked to be like a rascal.


    A wolf dressed in sheep’s clothing was a good way to describe him.


    Even if that was the case, Leng Zhiyuan still nced at him for a moment longer.


    The salesperson suddenly came over and said, “Miss, you are out already? Wow, you look really beautiful wearing this skirt.”


    Zhou Yao heard them speaking and turned his gaze back. Leng Zhiyuan saw his gaze fall onto her body. She was extremely awkward, and no matter what she did, it all felt wrong, but his gaze started to fire up.


    “Mrs. Zhou, you look better in a skirt.” Hezily leaned his handsome back on the ss and was not stingy with hispliments.


    She wore a white silk shirt on the top and had a short tight ck skirt on the bottom. They were not bright colours, but when she wore them, it made her seem like a pure, attractive vixen.


    Zhou Yao’s gaze was fixed on her long, fair, toned legs, then itnded on her cold, attractive features. Her being like this, how could his hormones not go into overdrive when he looked at her?


    Leng Zhiyuan still did not like it. She turned around, went into the changing room, and said, “I’m changing out of it.”


    After she came out again, Zhou Yao was already standing at the cashier to make payment. The salesperson handed a bag over to him, smiled, and said “Sir, Miss, have a nice day.”


    Zhou Yao stretched his hand out to her.


    Leng Zhiyuan walked over and ced her small hand into his palm. He held her hand as they left.


    ...


    Both of them walked along the corridor in the shopping mall. Leng Zhiyuan raised her eyebrows up and said, “Why did you buy those clothes? I will not wear them.”


    “Mrs. Zhou, a woman dresses up for her suitor. It is really a waste for you not to wear skirts. In the future, wear them for me to see.” He had a charming smile as he bent down by her ear to speak.


    “I don’t want to! You can look at whoever you like to look at!” She shook him off and left.


    “Mrs. Zhou.” He pulled her slim arms and ducked away. He half dragged and half hugged her into a secluded corner. She wanted to move, but his tall figure came downwards and pressed directly against her.


    “Let go of me quickly, we are in the shopping mall right now. There are people watching us.” She was very anxious and pushed him with all of her strength.


    She also did not know what craze he was on. They were in a public space, and he hugged her like this. This was just like in the past when she passed by thewn and could see one or two couples rolling in the grass, and she was extremely puzzled back then.


    Firstly, they did not have the right values. Secondly, didn’t they have money?


    And now, when she was together with him, she was quickly bing this kind of person.


    Zhou Yao stretched his long index finger out to curl her hair up. He ced it before his nostrils and had a whiff. “No one will pass by because there’s a dead end.”


    What?


    There was a dead end? Then why did he bring her over here to do?


    “Zhou Yao, why are you so bad?” She clenched her small fists and hit him.


    Zhou Yao let go of her hair, and sped her small fist. He was strong and built, and he half pressed and hugged her as he trapped her entire body against his chest. Their faces were against one another’s. He lowered his gaze to kiss her nose as he said, “I only want to be bad towards you.”


    Leng Zhiyuan’s legs felt a little soft immediately. This man only had bad thoughts inside his head and even liked to say sweet nothings.


    “In the future, wear more skirts for me to see, okay? You don’t know how beautiful and attractive you look when you wear skirts, and in my eyes, you looked just as if you were...”


    Were what?


    She waited for him to finish his words.


    “Just as if you were not wearing anything at all,” he murmured, then kissed her red lips.


    Leng Zhiyuan’s ears quickly turned hot. She could not listen to what he was saying at all. The soldiers under him would definitely not believe that their Major General Zhou would be such a person.


    “Let go!” She pushed him, but her voice was already coy.


    Love was really a miraculous thing because it could change a person and make thempletely different than how they used to be.


    “Give me a kiss.” He used two fingers to pinch her chin. His fingers were very rough, and as he brushed his fingers on her supple skin. It felt both painful and numb.


    He always brought up those ridiculous requests, and Leng Zhiyuan was anxious to break away, so she raised her head up to kiss his cheek.


    But he did not move, and she said, “You kissed me wrong. Kiss me again.”


    “You!” Leng Zhiyuan was at a loss for words. As she looked at his slightly sparkling dark eyes, she felt that her throat was going dry, and her small hand slid down to tug the shirt around his waist before she raised her head up to kiss his thin lips.


    It was already impossible for him to retreat. The man pinned her chin with two fingers, and his broad right hand was already open as he gently held her tender neck. He pressed her head against the wall as he forced her to raise her head up to ept his kiss.


    This position was notfortable, and he controlled herpletely in his hands. This man was extremely dominating as he did so.