Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 219 - 219 219 Almost Believed in His Evil (4)_1

?Chapter 219: 219, Almost Believed in His Evil (4)_1 Chapter 219: 219, Almost Believed in His Evil (4)_1 “Ayue, are you bad at gaming or just slow? I already told you to hit over there.”

Jian Qing heard Quan Mingxuan’s frustrated voice as she approached the staircase.

“If you’re so confident, then you do it. I’d like to see how well you can do.” Han Yue tossed his controller at Quan Mingxuan, his face sullen.

Jian Qing descended the stairs and saw the three of them playing video games.

However, looking at the situation, it seemed that Luoluo had won.

Quan Mingxuan picked up the game controller, commenting coldly, “Fine, I’ll do it.”

“Want to continue playing?” Jian Luo waved his controller, looking innocently at the bickering duo.

“Definitely, let’s go again,” Quan Mingxuan nodded.

“Hold on a second.” Jian Luo noticed Jian Qing coming downstairs from the corner of his eye, pressed the pause button, and hurriedly got up and walked towards her.

Standing in front of her, he scrutinized her from head to toe, as if he were a radar scanning his surroundings.

“Luoluo, why are you looking at me like that?” Jian Qing was uncomfortable under his gaze and couldn’t help but ask.

Jian Luo glanced at her briefly then turned his gaze to Quan Jingwu who had just descended the stairs, snorting softly, “Checking to make sure someone hasn’t been up to no good!”

Jian Qing was taken aback and then understood what he meant. She knocked on his head with a shake of her head and a grin.

“What are you thinking?”

Jian Qing pretended to be in pain by rubbing her head, mumbling, “That’s what he’s doing, isn’t it?”

“Jian Luo, hurry up and come over,” shouted Quan Mingxuan.

“Coming.” Jian Luo snorted at Quan Jingwu, then turned and walked away.

Jian Qing looked at the three men huddled together playing video games, her eyebrows arched slightly. In just half an hour, these three seemed to have become quite familiar with each other.

Quan Jingwu glanced at Quan Mingxuan and Han Yue, and for the first time felt the two of them were somewhat useful.

While the three of them were engrossed in the game, Quan Jingwu pulled Jian Qing into the kitchen.

“Why did you bring me in here?” Jian Qing asked.

Quan Jingwu picked up the bottle of red wine on the table, a smile in his eyes, “Han Yue brought a bottle of wine over. Would you like a taste?”

Something was definitely up.

Jian Qing looked at him suspiciously, “Why do you suddenly want me to drink wine? Didn’t you tell me not to drink wine randomly last time?”

The morning after she had drunk wine, she couldn’t remember anything from the night before.

Did she really do something unimaginable to him that night?

“You can drink in front of me.” Quan Jingwu picked up the corkscrew and leisurely pulled out the cork.

After cleaning a wine glass, he poured a glass of wine proficiently. The alluring red liquid gave off a faint aroma of wine, which made one want to taste it.

Jian Qing watched him swirling the wine glass with his fingertips, finding the sight rather pleasing.

“This bottle of wine is Han Yue’s treasure.” He took a light sip before tempting her again, “Sure you don’t want a taste?”

The more he persuaded, the more Jian Qing felt that something fishy was going on.

She glanced at the label on the wine bottle out of the corner of her eye. Indeed, this wine was quite old.

“Why do I feel like you’re very much looking forward to me drinking this wine?” She walked up to him, her eyes locked onto his speculative gaze, “Tell me, do you have any ulterior motives?”

At these words, a hint of mirth flickered in his eyes. He leaned down, close to her ear and whispered, “Actually, you look quite cute when you’re drunk.”

Upon hearing his words, Jian Qing’s ears turned slightly red. She shoved him away, “Get lost!”

Didn’t he know that making unnecessary advances is also a crime?

Leaning against the counter, Quan Jingwu held up his glass of red wine, “You won’t get another chance, just have a taste. It won’t make you drunk.”

Jian Qing glanced at the wine glass in his hand, hesitated for a moment, then firmly shook her head, “No.”

“Are you afraid you’ll get drunk and force me again?” Quan Jingwu mocked her by bringing up the events of last time.

Jian Qing, “…”

One hundred ways to retort back to your boyfriend, urgently needed!

“Actually, there are other ways to taste it.” Quan Jingwu’s at her with deep, profound eyes as he stepped closer to her.

Jian Qing instinctively tried to turn away, but when she turned around, she ran into the refrigerator.

When she turned again, a human wall had erected itself between her and the exit.

“Sweetie, this wine tastes pretty good, you should try it.”

“No need to…”

Before she could finish her sentence, he lifted her chin and sealed her soft lips with his own.

“Hmm…”

Seeing his handsome face magnified before her eyes, Jian Qing blinked, the faint taste of red wine spreading through her lips.

Her eyes glazed over, her heart intoxicated.

Worried that someone would come into the kitchen at any moment, she pushed against his chest, “Jingwu…”
Unmoved, he removed his hand from her back and mumbled, “Sweetie, you need to concentrate when tasting wine.”

He sounded so serious that Jian Qing just wanted to knock him out.

“No… someone will come…” She pushed against him; should she bite him?

Just as this idea crossed her mind—before she had a chance to act on it—a voice tinged with anger echoed in the room.

“What are you two doing?”

Jian Qing’s gaze stiffened, the blush from her ears instantly spreading to her cheeks. She hurriedly pushed him away.

When she looked up, the three who were supposed to be in the living room playing games were all standing at the kitchen entrance.

When her gaze landed on her younger brother, Jian Qing felt incredibly embarrassed.

Beware of awkward situations in life; she was now truly experiencing the truth of this sentence!

If she could go back in time, she would have definitely punched little Jingwu’s lips on the spot or better yet, she wouldn’t have ever entered the kitchen with him.

Quan Jingwu placed the wine glass aside, looking calmly at Quan Mingxuan and the others. You couldn’t find the word “awkward” anywhere on his face.

“Sis, what were you two just doing?” Jian Luo asked with a forced smile. If looks could kill, Quan Jingwu would have been reduced to ashes by his gaze.

Behind him, Quan Mingxuan and Han Yue stood side by side, their heads lowered, barely hiding their smiles.

Being caught red-handed by her future brother-in-law, was it a stroke of bad luck or just… pathetically unlucky?

Quan Jingwu glanced at the woman next to him, ignoring the murderous gaze cast from Jian Luo, and patted Jian Qing’s head.

“Your sister wanted to taste the red wine.”

He sounded so sincere that it would take a keen eye to doubt his intentions.

“Is this how you drink wine?” Jian Luo asked through gritted teeth, his finger joints crackling with tension.

This was a challenge. Quan Jingwu was clearly challenging him.

“Your sister can’t hold her liquor,” Quan Jingwu’s light remark immediately silenced Jian Luo.

“…”

His excuse was a perfect one; there was no room for rebuttal.

Jian Qing appeared calm on the outside but inwardly wished she could dig a hole and bury herself in it.

“Cough, Luo Luo, let’s go out,” she said, taking his hand and leading him out of the kitchen.

As soon as the siblings left, only Quan Jingwu, Quan Mingxuan, and Han Yue remained in the kitchen.

Quan Mingxuan grabbed two wine glasses from the kitchen and poured a glass for himself and Han Yue.

Han Yue took the glass and couldn’t help but laugh, “Jingwu, couldn’t you have chosen a better place? Don’t forget your future brother-in-law is living here.”

Quan Jingwu shot him a glance, saying coldly, “I didn’t invite the two of you here to watch a show.”