Wang Simeng slapped the table, stood up abruptly, leaned forward, raised an eyebrow slightly, and gave Mo Beichen a captivating smile, saying coquettishly, "Achen~ tell me, who's really nervous?"

As she spoke, Wang Simeng winked and gave Mo Beichen a flirtatious look.

When Mo Beichen heard that alluring "Achen~" and saw Wang Simeng winking at him, his heart skipped a beat, his Adam's apple bobbed, he swallowed hard, and looked at Wang Simeng with burning eyes.

Wang Simeng smiled triumphantly when she saw Mo Beichen's expression.

Little brat, trying to mess with me. Don't you know who's really nervous? Hmph.

Before Wang Simeng could even sit back down, Mo Beichen suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender waist, placing her on his lap. He then lowered his head and kissed her.

Wang Simeng was startled by Mo Beichen's sudden action.

"You... um..."

She hadn't expected Mo Beichen to do this. Just as she was about to speak, Mo Beichen covered her mouth, and she couldn't say a word.

For a moment, the only sounds in the room were Wang Simeng's muffled moans and Mo Beichen's heavy breathing.

"Ugh... Mo... you... ugh... I... ugh..." Wang Simeng struggled as she pounded Mo Beichen's chest with her small fists.

"Mmm..." Wang Simeng's body went limp from the kisses, and she almost suffocated. Her little pink fists landed on Mo Beichen's chest, but it was like tickling him; she had no strength at all.

Mo Beichen felt the soft, warm fragrance of the woman in his arms, and he couldn't resist kissing her even more deeply.

Mo Beichen's kiss was domineering and passionate, as if he wanted to swallow Wang Simeng whole.

When Wang Simeng was dizzy from the kiss, Mo Beichen stopped kissing her. Looking at Wang Simeng in his arms, he looked at her with a wicked smile and said, "Meng'er, don't you know? Men are most impulsive in the morning."

Upon hearing this, Wang Simeng's pretty face flushed red, and her heart pounded.

Hearing Mo Beichen's words, Wang Simeng's mind cleared a bit. She pushed him away, quickly escaping his embrace, and moved the chair away from him before sitting down. Covering her mouth with one hand, her face flushed, she said, "Mo, Mo Beichen, you filthy scoundrel."

"Hahaha." Mo Beichen laughed loudly. After laughing, he said to Wang Simeng in a very gentle tone, "Meng'er, you mustn't tease me like that in the future. I'm very impulsive, you know."

"I didn't," Wang Simeng retorted defiantly.

This man is so easily charmed. Wow! Seriously...

"Alright, alright, it's not Meng'er. But you mustn't do that again." As he spoke, Mo Beichen moved a chair closer to Wang Simeng and whispered in her ear, "Otherwise, I can't guarantee what I might do."

Upon hearing this, Wang Simeng trembled involuntarily, her cheeks burning even hotter. She lowered her head, her cheeks puffed out like a ripe apple, her slightly swollen lips pouting as she whispered, "Hmph, who cares about you? I'm going to eat first."

Wang Simeng had no idea how alluring she looked.

Her face was slightly flushed, her lips were slightly pouting, and a faint blush clung to her cheeks, making her even more charming and beautiful.

Seeing Wang Simeng's adorable appearance, Mo Beichen couldn't resist wanting to kiss her cherry-like lips.

Mo Beichen took a deep breath. Suppressing the desire in his heart, afraid of startling her, he dared not tease her any further.

Soon, Shuang'er and Cui'er brought in the food. As soon as they entered, Shuang'er quickly arranged the food and then hurriedly withdrew.

Shuang'er glanced at Wang Simeng, then at Mo Beichen, and thought to herself: Huh? Why did Miss and the Regent switch seats? Could it be that the floor where they used to sit wasn't clean?

He glanced at where the two had been sitting, and finding nothing amiss, he felt relieved and turned to leave with Cui'er.

Mo Beichen sat down next to Wang Simeng, serving her food while saying affectionately, "Meng'er, eat slowly. Don't choke."

"Okay," Wang Simeng replied indistinctly, her mouth full of food.

Mo Beichen couldn't help but chuckle at Wang Simeng's expression.

After finishing the meal, Mo Beichen quickly took a tissue from the tissue box next to him and wiped Wang Simeng's mouth.

Seeing Mo Beichen's actions, Wang Simeng quickly leaned back and said, "I can wipe it myself."

"Don't move. Be good." Mo Beichen held Wang Simeng's head with one hand and gently and carefully wiped her mouth clean with a tissue in the other. Only then did he nod in satisfaction.

Mo Beichen's actions, however, took on a different meaning in Wang Simeng's eyes. Wang Simeng's face turned bright red, and her heart pounded wildly. She cursed inwardly: You damned Mo Beichen, you bad Mo Beichen, you shameless rogue, you filthy rogue, you're flirting with me again.

Wang Simeng cursed him several times in her heart.

While cursing Mo Beichen in her heart, Wang Simeng also felt a little sweet.

“Ahem, Mo Beichen…” Wang Simeng suddenly called out.

"Hmm? Meng'er, what should you call me?" Mo Beichen raised an eyebrow and slowly approached Wang Simeng, a wicked smile curving his lips, his voice filled with magnetic allure.

"Ah, Achen." Wang Simeng was startled by Mo Beichen's words and quickly corrected herself.

This man has two faces. He was so gentle and kind before, but now he's acting like this... Wang Simeng thought to herself.

Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Good boy/girl."

Wang Simeng let out a soft breath and said, "Achen, we've only just gotten together, and I'm not used to it yet. I think I'll wait a while longer."

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