think!

The string in Xiao Xingyu's head suddenly broke with a bang.

I want to kill you now!

As his sensual desires surged, he realized that what Zhang Moyan said was very dangerous. Her desire to have a child definitely wasn't something she had today and wasn't just directed at him. She might treat any other man the same way.

…

Xiao Xingyu loosened his hands and Zhang Moyan immediately fell on him.

Xiao Xingyu was actually a little conflicted at the moment. On the one hand, he knew that he should be a gentleman who knew his limits, but on the other hand, he was like a teenager addicted to e-sports games, unable to control himself and wanting to continue.

"You want to do whatever you want," Xiao Xingyu said, slowly ruffling her long hair. "You have to show some genuine feelings, right? If you can make me happy, then everything is fine."

Zhang Moyan stared into his beautiful eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "I like your name."

Xiao Xingyu frowned and gently pinched her cheek: "So old-fashioned!"

"No, it's not," Zhang Moyan said sincerely at a very close distance. "'Xing' is the most powerful character in the world. The Han Dynasty writer Xu Shen divided Chinese characters into 540 radicals, and 'Xing' is a separate one. It is a radical-level character, a large category, just like gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, with a complete and self-sufficient meaning. It is not subsumed by any category, it only subsumes others."

"And 'rain', when light and misty, moistens everything silently, transforming the world into a poetic and picturesque scene; when it comes suddenly and violently, it pours down like a torrent, with thunder and lightning that is unstoppable. Countless poems and songs throughout history have been written about rain, yet none of them can fully capture its beauty."

"The rain is powerful and beautiful...it's wonderful."

How can we say that the Chinese language is profound and extensive?

Zhang Moyan didn't need to use any threats or inducements, but with just these few words, Xiao Xingyu seemed to be willing and even eager to surrender!

At this moment, Zhang Moyan also felt that she deserved a reward: "Can I kiss you?"

Xiao Xingyu was stubborn as usual: "You are borrowing wine..."

He couldn't move his hands anymore, and the base of his neck felt soft.

Itchy.

To be honest, I'm a little disappointed.

Xiao Xingyu really wanted to ask Zhang Moyan if her eyesight was poor. Couldn’t she see that his mouth was so obvious?

But the room remained silent for a moment. Xiao Xingyu lowered his head and did not move. From his angle, Zhang Moyan's neck skin was white and had a beautiful curve. If he touched it, it would be nice.

But he couldn't, so he could only use his eyes to see until Zhang Moyan raised her head.

"Hey—" he complained in a dragging voice: "You kissed the wrong person..."

He couldn't be "wrong" anymore, because the words he hadn't said had been blocked by others.

All dissatisfaction disappeared in an instant, replaced by an explosion of surprise!

The light aroma of wine and the sweet and mellow chocolate, these two seemingly incompatible elements can actually blend together to create a perfect fragrance.

The lady was given priority for less than a second before Xiao Xingyu responded to her.

There was such a sweet feeling in the world! He even felt that his life was complete.

But it only lasted a moment longer than a dragonfly skimming the water before Zhang Moyan left him.

"It's stamped and effective." She stared at the mark on Xiao Xingyu's neck, and thinking of Li Ming's kiss, she felt no more resentment. Like an artist admiring their masterpiece, she distanced herself and appraised it as a whole.

Very satisfied.

Catching a glimpse of her phone out of the corner of her eye, she remembered it was still recording, so she grabbed it and pressed the stop button.

"Zhang Moyan." The voice of someone next to him was full of oppression.

"Hmm? ...What's wrong?"

"If you want to kiss, kiss well!"

The next second, before she could react, a big hand pressed her head and pulled her back, this time it was an absolutely solid kiss.

Compared to the pleasant feeling brought by the mixture of wine and chocolate, her completely awkward reaction just now was heart-pounding. The man almost immediately concluded that her ex-boyfriend was not a good kisser.

The desire to win came as soon as he saw it, and he had to leave a deep impression on her that would overshadow the original text!

Xiao Xingyu did his utmost, unleashing all his skills as if he were participating in an Olympic competition. Before they knew it, the positions of the two of them had completely shifted. Zhang Moyan, the instigator, was actually pushed into the sofa!

The disparity in strength between us and the enemy was enormous. In this highly professional match, how could Zhang Moyan, with her weak hands and feet, withstand it? She would soon be out of breath.

Fortunately, Xiao Xingyu was sharp enough and let her go as soon as he noticed.

"At least it has to be like this from now on." He looked down at her with a wicked look.

At such a close distance, he could almost count Zhang Moyan's chaotic heartbeats, and Zhang Moyan had no brainpower to analyze what he meant by "later".

"Baby, you're awesome." Xiao Xingyu said.

“…”

"I like you."

“…”

"Just follow me from now on!"

“…”

The alcohol had affected Zhang Moyan's hearing; she couldn't make out what Xiao Xingyu was saying. She could only see him filling her entire field of vision, his gaze piercing with predatory intent. Using her remaining willpower, Zhang Moyan carefully controlled her breathing, like a small animal in the claws of a giant beast, vulnerable to dismemberment.

All the heat in Xiao Xingyu's body rushed to his forehead. For a moment, he just wanted to give up his usual strong self-control.

But he had to behave himself. She was drunk, and he couldn't take advantage of her.

Some things are more interesting when they happen when you are sober.

Besides, does Xiao Xingyu need to take advantage of others’ misfortune?

In just this short moment of inner drama, Zhang Moyan's eyelids drooped heavily.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!