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

"From now on, she will be your mistress." Nangong Xianyue ordered Blizzard.

Blizzard seemed to understand. He let out a low cry from his throat and stretched his neck to rub Joysa's palm.

Joysa also let down her guard and reached out her hand, but the black panther opened its mouth and bit her slender white wrist, but the force was very light, which was its way of being coquettish.

Nangong Xianyue raised the corner of her mouth slightly as she watched this scene.

This black panther was the cub that Joysa held in her arms the night she left Fowles Castle.

It was only the size of Nangong Xianyue’s palm at first, but now, more than four years later, its size has grown dozens of times larger.

"I was afraid you would be bored, so I brought you here to keep you company."

"Thank you, I like it very much." Joysa smiled at him.

Then, Nangong Xianyue said quietly: "What's so good about tigers? I will send any wild animal you want to you in the future."

Qiao Yisha: “…”

Is he jealous of Zhu Qingsi again?

"So, where is Xiaobai... the white tiger now?"

"I killed it."

"What?" Qiao Yisha's face changed. "Why do you do this?"

"Do you pity it? Or do you pity it because it is Zhu Qingsi's pet."

"It has been with me for a year!" When she thought of the death of the silly white tiger, Qiao Yisha's eyes began to turn red and she stared at Nangong Xianyue.

Nangong Xianyue sighed, held her wrist, and hugged her into his arms: "I was just kidding, she was sent to Nanzhou with that man."

"Really? You didn't lie to me?"

"I'm not lying to you. I actually want them to disappear together, but I know you'll be sad."

Qiao Yisha opened her mouth and bit Nangong Xianyue's neck, "Don't lie to me about this kind of thing in the future."

Nangong Xianyue's eyes darkened, his throat rolled, and he looked at Frank, "Settle Blizzard."

Then he picked up Joysa and strode towards the stairs.

"What are you doing?" Joysa asked in a low voice.

"What do you think? Who asked you to seduce me?" Nangong Xianyue's voice was hoarse.

"When did I..." Qiao Yisha paused and looked at the clear teeth marks on his neck. Doesn't it hurt? He actually said that she seduced him!

Qiao Yisha couldn't tell the difference between day and night, and forgot how long she and Nangong Xianyue had been entangled.

Every corner seems to be filled with their flavor.

The bedding was changed countless times by the maids, and I don't know how many times I took a bath. I woke up and fell asleep, then was woken up by the tossing and turning, and this went on over and over again.

When her stomach growled with hunger, Nangong Xianyue would feed her food, let her eat, and then he would be impatient to push her back onto the big bed.

Extremely licentious.

She wondered if Nangong Xianyue would never get tired.

She forgot that once a person who has been craving for too long reaches the paradise, the desire for seeking will continue to grow and it will be difficult to stop or satisfy.

……

In the luxurious and gorgeous living room, the heavy curtains were closed, the lights were dim, and the jewel-inlaid furniture reflected a faint light.

The house was filled with scented candles and the smell of lovemaking.

On the three-meter-long soft bed, a handsome man and a beautiful woman hugged each other naked, looking very intimate.

The first thing to open was a pair of evil, narrow phoenix eyes, with a look of satisfaction in the light grey pupils.

Holding the person in his arms, his big hands unconsciously wandered over her body.

Joysa closed her eyes tightly, her thick and curled eyelashes trembled, her cold and lively face was pink, her petal-like lips were as red as blood, and she hummed softly from her nose.

Nangong Xianyue couldn't help but kiss him.

"Well..." Qiao Yisha was gradually awakened by the kiss, and subconsciously hugged the man's neck and kissed him back.

Nangong Xianyue was very satisfied with her reaction. He wanted Qiao Yisha to become addicted to him and unable to stop.

He wanted her to fall for him as soon as she made a move.

I want her to be dependent on me from body to mind, inside and out.

But at this moment, Nangong Xianyue tried his best to restrain himself, released her lips, breathing a little heavy, his eyes filled with lust.

"Huh?" Qiaoisha opened her eyes and looked at him hazily, as if she didn't understand why he stopped.

Nangong Xianyue hugged her and pulled the quilt up to cover her exposed skin. His voice was deeper and hoarser than usual: "Little Yisha, you haven't left this room for three days."

"Three days?" Joysa's voice was terribly hoarse.

"Get up, eat something, and I'll take you out for a walk?" Nangong Xianyue lowered his head slightly and kissed her on the forehead.

"Ah."

"Good girl," Nangong Xianyue looked at her lovingly, not knowing how to love this woman in front of him. He wished he could give her all the best things in the world. "Thank you for your hard work, my little Isa, my baby."

The man's charming and seductive voice whispered in Qiao Yisha's ears, saying nice words that touched her heartstrings again and again, and she couldn't help but tighten her arms around him.

Nangong Xianyue couldn't help laughing, and let her hug him, enjoying Qiao Yisha's dependence on him.

Ten minutes later, Joysa let him go, stirred her body to get up, and lay back down on the bed with a hiss.

"I'm so sore. I don't want to move. It's all your fault."

"Well, who made Issa seduce me all the time?"

"Stop talking." Joysa's cheeks flushed.

Nangong Xianyue pulled her arm away from behind her head and quickly put on the clothes that the servants had prepared for her.

Then he leaned over slightly and asked Qiaosha to turn over and lie down.

"what happened?"

"I'll press it for you."

“You can also give massages.”

"Well, I've learned some."

Nangong Xianyue's movements were just right, gentle yet powerful, as she kneaded Qiaoisha's waist, back, arms, and neck one by one.

"How about it?"

"Hmm..." Qiao Yisha closed her eyes, "It feels much better. Why did you learn these?"

Nangong Xianyue pursed her lips and said, "The masseur gave me a massage, so I made a note of it."

The real reason was that Joysa was "seriously ill" before, and in order to delay her muscle atrophy, he invited the world's top masseur to come to his home to teach him personally.

Even though the effect on Joysa was minimal, he still persisted every day, day after day.

I still remember it vividly to this day.

The servant outside the door leaned closer to listen and found no sound. Then he knocked on the door with peace of mind. After getting a response, he pushed the door open and walked in.

Nangong Xianyue pulled the quilt to cover Qiao Yisha's body and looked at the maid.

"Master," the maid looked at the handsome man in front of her, her heart pounding, and she quickly lowered her head and handed over the phone with both hands, "Miss Jinxing called a lot, I wonder if it's urgent."

"Got it," Nangong Xianyue took the phone, "You can go out now."

"Yes."

"Miss Jinxing, who is that?" Qiao Yisha looked up at him.

Nangong Xianyue smiled without saying anything and called back.

Joysa stared at him.

The call was connected in almost an instant. The woman on the other end had a mature and pleasant voice, but her tone was raised, making it sound a little sharp.

"Nangong Xianyue! You finally called me back. You went to that broken island for so many days without telling me that you were safe. Did you know that I would be worried about you?"