"Did I hear correctly? Is someone eavesdropping?"
"There's no one here, you're too nervous—"
Through the door, the voices of the two people seemed to be right next to my ears.
Su Fanxing was tense all over, calculating the possibility of defeating the two men by joining forces with the person who was pulling him.
It's not difficult, but... it will be more troublesome.
"Don't act rashly. This is not the capital. It will take some effort to deal with these people—" As if sensing her thoughts, the man who had locked her against the door whispered in her ear.
The hot breath swept across her earlobe, making her feel itchy, causing Su Fanxing to tilt her head to avoid it.
The utility room was small and filled with things. The dim sunlight that came in through the small window barely illuminated their vision.
From Zhou Moshi's perspective, Su Fanxing lowered her eyebrows and looked submissive, with her unusually long eyelashes fluttering, as if replicating the angle at which they first met in the car that day.
But it’s different from that.
The sunlight was so dazzling that it made her cold, flawless face seem to be glowing.
Because of nervousness, his slightly furrowed brows twitched, and his lips were pressed into a straight line. Looking from top to bottom, he looked extremely well-behaved.
It wasn't until the footsteps outside the door gradually faded away that she breathed a sigh of relief, her tense nerves relaxing a little.
"Okay, I should go back. I've been out for too long." Su Fanxing felt a little uncomfortable when she noticed the man's burning gaze on her.
Whether or not she should continue to tangle with him was another matter, but she had not forgotten that Qi Ying was still sitting in the conference room.
That person is more shrewd than anyone else. He must be suspicious after not going back for such a long time.
Her fingers were pinching the soft corner of his tweed shirt, and when she wanted to turn around and leave, she felt guilty about burning the bridge after crossing it.
Unexpectedly, the man did not let her get what she wanted.
But her waist was grabbed by a big hand, and she was twisted forcefully back to the position she had just been in.
Zhou Moshi was in a very happy mood.
It’s not because the intimacy at this moment completely coincides with the scene in his dream.
But...when she spoke in a low voice, the breath she exhaled smelled like grapes, sweet and greasy, and smelled extremely good.
It seemed that even his depressed mood dissipated with the fragrance.
Feeling that the person in his arms was determined to escape, Zhou Moshi curled his lips coldly: "Are you in a hurry to find the man who came with you?"
The sourness in his words was too obvious, and to Su Fanxing's ears, it was obvious that it meant something else.
Su Fanxing narrowed her peach blossom eyes into a faint arc, glanced at Zhou Mo for a moment, and raised the corners of her lips in a charming arc.
She wanted to see what he was trying to do. He had just blocked her yesterday, and now he was playing hard to get.
She suddenly moved forward, her hands resting on the wall beside Zhou Moshi. Although she was much shorter than him, she had an overbearing posture as if she was doing a wall-bang.
Su Fanxing came close to him.
The distance between their lips was only a fraction of a second: "Are you jealous that I'm walking with another man?"
Zhou Moshi pursed his thin lips into a straight line, neither dodging nor lowering his head to attack.
The obvious desire in his eyes was so deep that it wanted to devour the man until nothing was left, but his strong willpower forced him to maintain his final clarity.
His forbearance gave Su Fanxing the confidence to become even more aggressive.
"I just heard that they are going to send a woman to your bed~That Linda is a legal pioneer--" Su Fanxing got closer as she spoke.
The rich grape aroma lingered for a long time and became more intense.
"Actually, if you like that type, it's not impossible to consider it..."
Zhou Moshi's temples throbbed.
The fingertips that were clasping Su Fanxing's waist suddenly exerted force, pushing her back against the wall while lifting her body up.
His hard knees clamped down on her body, almost pinning her to his arms.
Finally, Zhou Moshi did what he should have done in his dream last night.
When the thin lips touched the full lips, what was transmitted into his mind was endless softness and sweetness.
He thought that he should have shut up this unpleasant mouth a long time ago.
Known as the living devil of the capital, when had he ever suffered such humiliation in his life?
Now realizing that he was completely controlled by this damn woman, he felt frustrated and even more angry at himself for being so indecisive.
Does Su Fanxing have some strange Miao magic that can cast a curse?
He vented all his anger in the kiss. While absorbing the sweetness and softness, his unique oppressive force was overwhelming and merciless.
After tossing and turning for a while, when he let go of Su Fanxing, she was already on the verge of suffocation.
As she took a deep breath, her slightly swollen lips shone with a misty luster in the sunlight, and the blurred lip gloss stained the corners of her lips, like a rose that made people want to reach out and pick it.
"Su Fanxing." Zhou Moshi called her almost against her lips, his voice hoarse, scratching her eardrums. "It's not that I can't consider it, and go with you..."
They were now too close to each other, clearly exceeding the social distance they should have.
But Zhou Moshi had no such awareness at all. His fingers unconsciously slipped into Su Fanxing's skirt and touched her smooth waist.
He remembered that there was a bunch of bright red roses tattooed there.
As he moved, the mist in Su Fanxing's eyes suddenly dissipated.
She subconsciously wanted to dodge, but she didn't expect that the space in the room was too small and cramped.
There were some bottles and jars on the ground. She stepped on them, her body tilted, and she fell to the ground.
Zhou Moshi was quick-witted and reached out to support her waist.
But he forgot that he was still running a fever, his hands and feet were weak, and he didn't catch the target and fell down along with Su Fanxing.
“Crack—”
The crisp sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the storage room.
The peach-colored bubbles that had just filled the entire room dissipated instantly with this sudden crisp sound.
A sharp pain spread from his arm to Zhou Moshi's brain. His face turned pale and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He could only grit his teeth to barely control himself from groaning.
"Su, Fan, Xing!" His back teeth were about to break, but he could only rage helplessly.
Su Fanxing suddenly came back to her senses, feeling a little dazed.
After realizing what she had done, she hurriedly supported Zhou Moshi. Although she was the instigator, her face looked frighteningly ugly.
It's over, it's all fucking over...
The cooked duck flew away.
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