Saving the Second Male Lead: What to Do When You Enter a Domineering Boss's Novel

Qiaoisha was fixing her hair at the sink when suddenly a figure appeared in the mirror.

She looked up and saw a handsome and charming man with a teasing expression. His narrow and long phoenix eyes were fixed on her in the mirror with an aggressive look. He put one hand in his pocket, looking relaxed and carefree, completely unaware that he was in the ladies' room.

She immediately had a bad feeling that this person was coming for her! Joysa started to run.

Nangong Xianyue was quick to grab her waist from behind, covered her mouth with one hand, and half-dragged and half-carried her into the cubicle.

She shook her head to try to break free and tried to pry his hands apart, but he was too strong and her large hands were pinned there without moving at all.

"Um! Um..." Qiao Yisha was pressed against the wall of the cubicle by him. She struggled hard, her back pressed against Nangong Xianyue's strong and hard body. His palms were slightly cold, but his chest was hot, burning her like fire.

"Why are you running? Will I eat you?" Nangong Xianyue's low voice sounded in her ear, and his breath sprayed on her earlobe, causing goose bumps on that small piece of skin. She unconsciously tilted her head to avoid it.

Qiao Yisha continued to struggle, and when she found an opportunity, she lowered her head and bit Nangong Xianyue's right hand hard, trying to make him let her go.

Nangong Xianyue hissed in pain and frowned, allowing her to bite him and refusing to let go of the hand that was holding her.

Qiao Yisha bit hard without mercy and tasted a sweet and fishy taste on the tip of her tongue. She realized that this was useless to Nangong Xianyue, so she loosened her mouth. Just as she was about to shout loudly, the bitten and bloody hand covered her mouth again.

"Help... um... um... um..."

"Baby, don't scream," he deliberately frightened her, "If someone saw us like this, do you think they would think I was harassing you or seducing me? Hmm?"

As a king, he had all the women he wanted, and she was so handsome and young. No matter what others thought, they would not think that the King of Xizhou would forcibly seize the daughter of a mere viscount.

Thinking of this, her resistance gradually subsided and she stopped struggling.

"Be good." Nangong Xianyue then let go of her a little, not holding her so tightly. He glanced at his hand, which had deep teeth marks and was oozing blood. "Little Isa was really cruel."

"What are you going to do?" Joysa asked him in a low voice.

Nangong Xianyue smiled gently and answered her with action. He suddenly lowered his head and took her plump earlobe into his mouth, pushing it with the tip of his tongue.

Qiao Yisha's legs went weak and she almost fell to her knees, but was grabbed by Nangong Xianyue. She felt the body of the person behind her become hard and hot, and it felt like there was a foreign object pressing against her lower back.

Realizing something, she spoke in horror: "You... let me go... don't do this..." Her voice trembled slightly.

"It's still the same as before. You react so strongly to a single touch." His slightly cool lips fell on her temples and neck, and his big hands tightly grasped her soft waist, holding her in his arms.

Qiaoisa's breathing became increasingly rapid, but her mind told her to escape. She struggled even more violently than before, "I don't know what you are talking about... let go... let me go."

During the movement... one of the shoulder straps slipped off, revealing the smooth and white shoulder. Nangong Xianyue's light gray eyes darkened.

His bony fingers climbed up, sliding and caressing on it, his lips pressed against the skin, approaching and yet not quite touching, his voice hoarse: "Baby, if you keep rubbing me, I really can't control myself."

Joysa clenched her fists tightly. Anger and a sense of guilt surged into her heart at the same time, making her face red. At the same time, she cursed him in her heart, "Why the hell did he keep pestering me?"

"As a king, you can have any woman you want. Why are you looking for me? I'm already engaged!" she said gritting her teeth.

Nangong Xianyue turned her around to face him. Her cheeks were flushed, and it was unclear whether she was angry or embarrassed, and her hair was slightly messy.

He reached out and pulled up the straps of her dress, and straightened her skirt and curly hair. His movements were gentle, but his words were extremely cold.

"Baby, I only want you. What's the point of getting engaged? I won't let you go even if you have a child. There's still a lot of time."

Qiaosha's heart suddenly felt like it fell into an ice cellar. She looked up suddenly and saw the man's mouth curled up in an evil and seductive arc, and his narrow eyes were full of amusement.

"Are you crazy? I'm not your wife. You've got the wrong person."

"I said yes."

"What a lunatic." Joysa glared at him.

Nangong Xianyue looked at her red lips, clamped her chin and kissed her. Before Qiao Yisha could react, he pulled away and said with a chuckle, "The more you do this, the more fascinated I am."

This is Joysa's personality. She is submissive when she likes someone, but arrogant when she wants to break up. He likes her like this.

Qiao Yisha was too lazy to pay attention to him and said coldly: "Have you had enough fun? I'm going out, get out of the way."

"It's not impossible for me to let you go out." Nangong Xianyue hooked the hair by her ear and wrapped it around his fingertips.

"What do you want to do now?" She looked at him warily.

"Call me Master and I'll let you out."

Qiao Yisha thought she had heard it wrongly: "Huh???"

"What? Are you disappointed and want me to do something?" He leaned closer and smiled wickedly.

"You think too much," Qiaoisha pushed him away and asked, "Is it really that simple?"

"Ah."

Qiaoisa was confused. As a king, why did he like people to call him young master? What special hobby did he have?

She moved her lips and spoke two words quickly and unclearly, like a cat.

"I didn't hear you clearly, speak louder." Nangong Xianyue looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

Qiao Yisha closed her eyes and took a deep breath: "Master."

The next second, the man in front of her pulled her into his arms, his big hand gently stroking the back of her head, the cool sandalwood scent lingering around her nose, his voice soft: "Yeah, I heard it."

"Can you let me out now?" Qiaosha frowned and pushed him away.

"Of course." Nangong Xianyue opened the door. Qiao Yisha glared at him fiercely and strode out.

When Qiu Yi saw Qiao Yisha at the door, he was stunned for a moment, then he subconsciously greeted her: "Sister Yisha."

Qiaoisa looked at him in confusion. Although she didn't know why he called her that, she nodded slightly and returned to the banquet hall with the maid.

When Nangong Xianyue came out, Qiu Yi saw the wound on his hand and hurried forward to ask with concern: "Young Master, what happened?" He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and bandaged it.

"It doesn't matter." He looked at Qiao Yisha's back and the curve of his mouth widened. "So this is what she looks like when she gets angry."

Qiu Yi looked at Nangong Xianyue in confusion. She didn't even remember him, and she bit him like this. Why was he so happy? People who fall in love are so scary!

"Master, what are you going to do next? What if Sister Yisha can't remember..."

"Even if I don't awaken her memory, I can make her fall in love with me again. I didn't pursue her before, which left me with regrets. Now I have the opportunity to make up for it. This process is very interesting, isn't it?"

He was not discouraged at all. As long as she was alive, it was the greatest gift to him.

"But...but Sister Yisha is already..." Qiu Yi didn't dare to say the word "engaged", "We can't stay in Zhongzhou for long, the official duties there are very heavy."

"I can't stay long, so I'll take her away."