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

In the early morning, Qiao Yisha felt as if she was in a furnace. Her whole body was burning hot and she was woken up from her deep sleep. Nangong Xianyue, who had been hugging her, woke up at the same time as her.

She pushed Nangong Xianyue away in a daze and kicked off the quilt. The hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat and she kept muttering, "It's so hot..."

Nangong Xianyue saw her like this and immediately realized that something was wrong, so he reached out to touch her: "Isha? Isha?"

Qiao Yisha half-opened her eyes, constantly pulling at her nightgown, breathing rapidly, "Nangong Xianyue..."

His eyes drifted to the bottle of pink sleeping potion, and he thought of what Zhuang Qianchen said, that if the sleeping potion was used together with alcohol, she might wake up, but he didn't say it would turn out like this.

“Damn it, I’ll go call Zhuang Qianchen.” Nangong Xianyue frowned and was about to pull his hand back, but Qiao Yisha’s palm pressed against the back of his hand, and her blushing cheeks rubbed against his palm, “Your hand is so cool... so comfortable.”

Nangong Xianyue's body almost stiffened instantly, and the blue veins on her snow-white arms were clearly visible.

"Isa, do you know what you are doing?" he said hoarsely, brushing the hair away from her face.

She looked at him with confused and angry eyes, but at this moment, Nangong Xianyue only saw her pouting, "It's so hot, what did you do to me?"

Even though she knew something was wrong, she couldn't let go of his slightly cold hand and kept letting him touch her cheek.

Nangong Xianyue's Adam's apple rolled, his rationality was eroded by this extremely tempting scene, the thought of calling Zhuang Qianchen completely disappeared, he lowered his head and was about to kiss her.

"Snapped--"

Unexpectedly, Qiao Yisha raised her hand and slapped him. It seemed like she used all her strength, but to Nangong Xianyan, it was just a tickle. She was so weak that she couldn't even lift her arm. Although the slap didn't hurt Nangong Xianyue, it made him regain some sanity.

He took a deep breath, used all his strength to restrain his desire, and smiled soothingly, "Okay, I won't touch you, I'll call Zhuang Qianchen."

As he said this, he was about to get out of bed to get the phone, but Joysha held his hand and refused to let go, pressing it against her cheek. Her nightgown was pulled down to her waist, and her snow-white thighs kept kicking on the sheets.

Nangong Xianyue stroked her cheek with his knuckle-bone hand, amusement in his narrow eyes. His other hand lingered on her leg, and he said nonchalantly, "Yisha, let's play a game. I'll count to three. If you let go, I won't touch you. Otherwise..."

"I'll do it with you."

Joysa's sanity was almost destroyed and her lips were red as if they were about to bleed.

"1."

"2."

Before he could even say "3", Qiao Yisha hugged his neck and kissed him. Her nightgown fell off and she murmured, "Save me."

Nangong Xianyue responded to her with a passionate and aggressive kiss back, his movements full of desire, as if he wanted to eat her up completely, but he also restrained himself from time to time, torturing her slowly and making her beg him.

"Isa, call my name."

"Isa, is this okay?"

"Isa, you are mine alone."

"..."

They separated for a while in the early morning, and the ambiguous atmosphere in the room had not yet dissipated. The effect of Joysa's medicine came back, and they entangled together again, in the dim light, it was intense and dreamy.

-

The noise of Mogaxianer getting up startled Luo Xin. They were not in the same room, and Luo Xin was a light sleeper. She always felt that something was going to happen.

Hearing the slight sound of the door opening, she immediately got out of bed, opened the door, and saw Mogaxianer who was about to leave the living room.

Hearing the voice, Moga Xianer turned around and asked in confusion: "Why did you wake up so early?"

"Where are you going?" Luo Xin asked directly, ignoring his question.

"I'm going back to the palace. There are too many things piled up there, and I have to leave." Mogaxianer answered as he sat down on the sofa.

"Aren't we all going to get off the boat?"

"You can go back with Isa and the others later. I have to leave first."

"Oh," Rosin nodded, "Are you leaving now?"

Mogaxianer glanced at his watch and said, "This ship will be docked at the port for three hours. If you can't bear to leave me, I can stay a little longer."

"Then you should leave quickly." Luo Xin rolled her eyes in disgust.

"You heartless girl, go back and check the drawer of your bedside table." Mogaxianer pointed to her room with his chin.

"what?"

"A gift for you."

"Really?" Luo Xin said in surprise, "I'll get it now."

She turned and walked into the room, sat down on the carpet, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and saw a pink gift box tied with a ribbon.

She picked it up carefully and opened it, revealing it to be a music box.

"It's so unfashionable. Why are there still people giving music boxes as gifts nowadays?" she muttered.

On top of the music box stood a girl carved out of crystal, wearing a gorgeous pink dress, but she thought the dress looked familiar.

Then she suddenly realized that this skirt was very similar to the one Cinderella wore to the ball in the story of "Cinderella" that she had told Mogaxianer a few days ago, except that the one in the story was blue.

And she likes pink.

She lifted up the music box and looked carefully at the girl's face on it. It was actually herself. He actually carved her on the music box and gave it to her.

She looked at the music box, her mind full of thoughts. She couldn't help but smile, picked it up and ran out of the room, "Mogaxianer, thank you..."

Her smile faded as the living room became empty.

"What? You didn't even say goodbye."

But it doesn’t matter, she’s going to get off the boat soon anyway, so it doesn’t matter if she doesn’t say goodbye, but I always feel like something is wrong?

Luo Xin sat on the sofa and turned on the music box. A piece of paper fell out from somewhere, and as a clear sound rang out, a light yet sad music filled the room.

She opened the note and found the handwriting on it was as clean and beautiful as that of the Mogaxian people.

It says: [May Luo Xin’s dream come true. ]

The music from the music box seemed to have a kind of magic that made people immersed in it involuntarily. The light melody was mixed with a hint of sadness, like expectation, and like farewell. Luo Xing listened quietly, and his thoughts drifted with the music.

Luo Xing is a person who cannot sit still. He often takes Mogaxianer out for a walk. They once discussed their dreams on the deck.

Mogaxianer said that he just wanted to be an idle person and it would be nice to live the life he is living now.

Then he asked, what about you, Luo Xin, what is your dream?

Luo Xin said without hesitation: "Become a very noble and wealthy woman."

She has always loved money and her dream is to live a luxurious life. She has been unable to endure hardship since she was a child and would complain if she had to stay in the sun for one more minute.

Mr. Qiao once joked that she didn't have the status of a princess or queen, but she had such a personality, and it was hard to tell whether it was good or bad.