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

She became "Joyesha" and naturally thought that she was the one who had been locked up for twenty years. He hugged the person in his arms tightly, feeling her warmth, and did not let go even if she pushed him: "Yesha, as long as you don't think about leaving, I won't lock you up... Okay?"

He bent his head and gently kissed the tears on her face, and his lips suddenly tasted bitter, sweet and salty.

As Qiaosha listened to his gentle and affectionate voice, the nameless bitterness in her heart surged up again. He seemed to really love her. He was the king of a continent, a being above everyone else, but he actually admitted his mistakes in front of her in such a soft voice, as if he couldn't live without her.

She almost raised her arms to hug him back, but fortunately she still had a bit of rationality, so she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists tightly.

"Okay, baby, don't cry," Nangong Xianyue patted her back and whispered in her ear, "I will agree to whatever you want. Forgive me."

Just as Qiao Yisha was about to speak, Nangong Xianyue interrupted her: "Except leaving me."

"I don't want anything, I just want to leave..." Her voice trembled slightly because of crying.

Nangong Xianyue's body paused, and he held her quietly. The night was silent, and their shadows embracing each other were reflected on the wall. They were obviously a couple in love, so why was it so difficult for them to love each other...

"Six months..." He said hoarsely.

"what?"

"Give me six months. If you still don't want to stay, I'll let you go." He said almost through gritting his teeth.

"No, it's been too long." Joysa shook her head.

"...ninety-nine days...this is my biggest concession." He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

"...Okay, I'll keep my word."

"Ah."

Qiao Yisha pushed him away, her eyes still red. She looked at Nangong Xianyue and said, "Let's make three rules."

Seeing her like this, Nangong Xianyue couldn't bear to refuse, and his heart softened, "Okay, you say."

She raised a finger: "First, you can't intimidate me, be mean to me, or threaten me, like you just did."

"Okay, I promise, I won't do it again." Qiao Yisha's tears flowed, and his heart almost broke into pieces. How could he bear to be mean to her?

She held up two fingers and said, "Second, I want absolute freedom. You can't lock me up in a secret room. I can't escape from your palace anyway."

"You are so smart, who can tell for sure." Others may not know, but Nangong Xianyue knows it very well. Her abilities are engraved in her bones.

"I won't run away, will you agree?"

"Okay, okay, I promise." Anyway, when he is busy, he can ask someone else to follow her.

She held up three fingers and said, "The third and most important rule is that you cannot force me to do anything I don't want to do without my permission."

Nangong Xianyue raised an eyebrow: "For example?"

"Like..." Qiao Yisha put down her hand, "Like kissing me and hugging me, and... and like now, bringing me to your bedroom without my consent."

"I can't agree to this. Let's try another one." He simply shook his head.

"You..." Qiao Yisha was furious, "You can't do this to me..."

"You have to ask me to agree to it, but I can't." He smiled.

"You are so shameless! Let's cancel the ninety-nine-day bet. I will escape when I find a chance." Qiao Yisha looked at him firmly.

“Let’s both take a step back.” Nangong Xianyue moved closer, his narrow eyes locked on hers, “Let me hug you and kiss you, and I’ll wait for you to agree to the rest, how about that?”

Qiao Yisha looked at his charming face, swallowed unconsciously, and looked away, "No, forget it, I can't agree to it."

"You can be with him but not with me. Am I worse than him?" Nangong Xianyue asked, lifting her chin.

"I didn't..." She stopped talking halfway and changed the subject, "It's just not possible..."

Nangong Xianyue understood the first three words she said. He didn't mind what Qiao Yisha had done with others. The feelings between them had surpassed everything. But when he knew that her relationship with Bo Luoxun was innocent, he couldn't help but be surprised. She still belonged to him alone.

There was a smile in his eyes, "I promise you everything, but I can't hug you... I've promised you so much, shouldn't you also promise me one thing? Besides, it's okay to hug, it can be done between friends and family, or..." His hand gently stroked her face, "Are you afraid that you can't withstand the temptation of beauty, so you don't even dare to hug me?"

"Impossible, stop being so narcissistic!" Qiao Yisha looked at him straight in the eye. "Just hug me, what's the big deal? I hug my little Bai every day at home."

"Who is Xiaobai?"

"My dog." In fact, she didn't have a dog at all, she just made it up.

But Nangong Xianyue's face still darkened. He actually compared him to a dog?

"It's settled." Qiao Yisha looked around. "Where is the bathroom? And where is my room? I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. I'm so sleepy after talking to you for so long."

"I'll take you there." Nangong Xianyue got up from the bed, pulled her up and took her to the bathroom.

Joysa was stunned when she arrived at the bathroom. It was so huge that the bathtub alone was bigger than her bedroom in the third district of Central China.

The maid carried the nightgown, bath towel and other things onto the hanger beside her, then walked out with her head lowered.

"This is my private bathroom," Nangong Xianyue said, "Do you want someone to help you?"

"No, it's just a shower, I can do it myself." Qiao Yisha quickly refused, "You get out."

After Nangong Xianyue left, Qiao Yisha identified all the utensils, quickly washed and dried them, and put on her pajamas.

As soon as I opened the door, a maid stood at the door, with her hands folded and a smile on her face: "Your Highness Isa, His Majesty was afraid that you would get lost, so he asked me to wait until you finish washing and take you back to his living room."

"Back to his living room? Isn't there any other room here?" Joysa asked.

"No," the maid replied respectfully, "This palace is your Majesty's bedroom alone, with only one living room."

Joysa exhaled and guessed that he might have gone back to the secret room in his living room.

This place is indeed very big. If the maid hadn't led the way, she might not have remembered the way back. The maid took her to the living room door and then left.

Joysa wrapped her nightgown tighter around her and walked in.

Nangong Xianyue was sitting on the sofa, flipping through the red book that Qiao Yisha had read earlier. There was a red wine glass on the square table next to her.

Hearing footsteps, he raised his head, and his throat rolled when he saw Joysa clearly. Joysa's golden brown hair was half dry, and she was wearing a silk nightgown. The belt around her waist was tied into a knot, outlining her slender waist, revealing a section of her white and tender calves and slender ankles.

His mind went back to when he had held her ankles in Firth...

His eyes darkened, he looked away with difficulty and stood up, "I'll have someone get you a hair dryer, blow dry your hair before you go to bed."

"Where do I sleep?"

"There's only one bed here, what do you think?" He took her hand and kissed her as he passed by her. "I'm going to take a shower. I hope you'll be asleep when I come back."

Otherwise, he couldn't guarantee that he could control himself and do something that would make her unhappy.