Wang Simeng couldn't help but smile as she watched his actions. She knew he wouldn't dare.

She then continued to flirt with him. "Haha, is Ah Chen scared?"

Mo Beichen: "..." Was he that obvious?

Looking at him, Wang Simeng couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Achen, you're so cute! Your ears are so red, and your cheeks are all red too."

As she spoke, she reached out and touched his cheek.

Mo Beichen's eyes deepened even further. "Meng'er, I want to save our first time for our wedding night!"

"What if I don't get married for ten years? Will you wait forever?"

"It's okay, I can wait!" Mo Beichen said with an expression that said, "I'm willing to spoil you for the rest of my life."

Wang Simeng felt a warm glow in her heart and couldn't help but reach out and poke Mo Beichen's firm chest. "I don't mind."

"real?"

"uh-huh."

After Wang Simeng finished speaking, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, then kissed his lips.

This time, Mo Beichen lost control. He kissed her lips directly, his hand moving up her waist and caressing her soft, delicate body.

Wang Simeng's legs were tense, and she didn't know how to react. She felt her whole body trembling.

Mo Beichen sensed her tension and unease, paused for a moment, and finally gave up.

He lowered his head and gently kissed her lips. "Meng'er, I'm going to take a shower first."

Wang Simeng nodded, her heart still pounding like a drum.

Mo Beichen left the bedroom and went into the bathroom to continue taking a cold shower. He let out a deep breath. He really should marry this girl as soon as possible.

The door closed, and Wang Simeng breathed a sigh of relief.

The scene just now was so embarrassing.

Wang Simeng sat up and patted her cheeks.

Ugh! Wang Simeng, you're really doomed. The handsome guy was about to get his hands on her, and you chickened out again.