"I really haven't talked about it," Qin Wan sighed softly, her face full of helplessness.
She was just going through the original owner's memories to confirm something.
"Since you haven't talked about it, why hesitate?" Qiao Muzhi narrowed his eyes, his face dangerous.
Qin Wan: "..."
After a brief silence, Qin Wan spoke up, "I was just wondering if Mingchen counts."
Qiao Muzhi frowned, his gaze fixed on Qin Wan, his face extremely grim. "You ever liked him?"
Qin Wan gently shook her head. "No."
“Since he doesn’t count, he naturally doesn’t.” Qiao Muzhi’s thin lips were pressed tightly together, his face full of displeasure.
"But... our relationship was a bit too intimate and ambiguous."
Although Qiao Muzhi said it didn't count, his expression didn't improve; in fact, he looked increasingly gloomy and unpleasant.
Therefore, Qin Wan knew that if she didn't give a reasonable explanation, the man probably wouldn't let her off easily.
Thinking of Qin Wan's previous mention of video chatting to keep me company, playing games to comfort me, and listening to her cry for more than half an hour on the phone.
He also orders takeout for her, reminds her to take care of herself every day, and makes sure she has three meals a day. When she has menstrual cramps, Mingchen buys her painkillers, etc.
The more Qiao Muzhi thought about it, the uglier his expression became.
"So, did you ever like him?" Qiao Muzhi suddenly asked.
Qin Wan frowned slightly, thought about it carefully for a moment, and then gently shook her head, "I do depend on her, but I don't like her."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Muzhi's expression softened.
"And what about him?"
“He likes my money.” This time, Qin Wan answered quickly and decisively.
Upon hearing this, Qiao Muzhi's expression softened considerably.
"So what did you talk about?"
Did he cross the line?
"Did they ask you for the photos?"
"Besides voice messages, have we ever video chatted?"
"Did you make any unreasonable demands?"
"Is there...?"
Qiao Muzhi immediately launched into a barrage of questions.
Qin Wan's temples throbbed with regret for her brief hesitation and indecision earlier.
She promised that no matter what he asked her in the future, she would deny it immediately.
As for whether it will backfire, we'll see when it does.
At worst, we can just shut him up...
Thinking of this, Qin Wan's eyes lit up. Under Qiao Muzhi's serious and solemn gaze, she suddenly lowered her head and silenced his incessant chatter with a kiss.
Yes!
There's nothing a kiss can't fix!
The thought had barely crossed Qin Wan's mind when a pair of large hands suddenly grabbed her shoulders and forcefully pushed her away...
Qin Wan frowned and looked at Qiao Muzhi beneath her, puzzled.
"what you do?"
Qiao Muzhi glared at her with a dark expression, "You haven't answered my question yet."
Qin Wan: "..." If one kiss isn't enough, then two will do!
Thinking of this, Qin Wan pulled away Qiao Muzhi's hands, lowered her head and sealed his thin lips again, swallowing all his unfinished words.
Qiao Muzhi: "..." So angry!!!
"Don't think you can get away with this!"
During a break in the kiss, Qiao Muzhi held firm to his principles and refused to give up questioning.
A hint of helplessness flashed across Qin Wan's eyes as she opened her mouth and gently bit Qiao Muzhi's lip.
"Focus!"
Qin Wan muttered unhappily.
Qiao Muzhi: "???"
She dislikes him?
Do you dislike him for not being serious or focused?
She actually dislikes him?
Driven by his competitive spirit, Qiao Muzhi suppressed his jealousy, grabbed Qin Wan's slender waist with his large hand, and pressed her delicate body tightly against him.
You think he's not focused enough, right?
You think he's too good to her, right?
You think he's not taking it seriously enough, right?
You want him to be focused, attentive, and passionate towards her, right?
Thinking of this, Qiao Muzhi passionately and frantically stole Qin Wan's breath.
Even between kisses, his large hands never stopped, constantly roaming over Qin Wan's body, making her thoughts a jumbled mess and leaving her no time to complain about him.
Time is slipping away quietly...
Qin Wan couldn't resist Qiao Muzhi's fiery passion and kept pushing him away with her hands against his chest.
"Enough, that's enough..."
"I...I can't take it anymore..."
Qin Wan was breathing heavily, her words broken and intermittent. Her exquisite and beautiful face was flushed red, as alluring as a bright red cherry.
Qiao Muzhi's eyes darkened, his breath caught in his throat, and he stared intently into Qin Wan's eyes.
Their eyes met...
Seeing the suppressed madness in his eyes, Qin Wan froze, instinctively covering her mouth with both hands, and looking at Qiao Muzhi with pleading eyes, as if begging her to let her go.
Seeing this, Qiao Muzhi sighed inwardly, took a deep breath, and ultimately did nothing to her.
He leaned down, buried his handsome face deep into her warm, sensitive neck, took a deep breath, and gently inhaled her faint fragrance.
"You're such a vixen!"
As they spoke, Qiao Muzhi's warm breath sprayed onto her sensitive neck, causing Qin Wan's delicate body to tremble slightly.
Noticing her arousal, Qiao Muzhi suddenly bit her hard.
"Ah..." Qin Wan exclaimed in surprise, her body tensed up, and her breath caught in her throat.
[Qiao Muzhi's favorability increased by 2, current favorability is 98.]
Sensing Qin Wan's complete lack of resistance to him, Qiao Muzhi's thin lips curved slightly, his eyes filled with a sweet and joyful light.
He likes her.
I really like it.
Even though they had just established a relationship.
But he had a sense of belonging, as if they were inherently meant to be each other.
He seemed to have an innate understanding of her body's sensitive spots.
His tolerance and understanding of her were also exceptionally different.
She could always easily stir his emotions, keeping his gaze and attention constantly on her.
She always had the ability to make him see no one else but her.
Thinking of this, Qiao Muzhi sighed softly, feeling satisfied but also slightly depressed.
How come he's so completely under her thumb?
On the contrary, she seemed to belong only to him, only to him, but the feeling she gave him was not like that.
She's amazing. She knows how to provoke him, how to make him feel sorry for her and soften his heart, how to make him jealous and depressed, and even more importantly, how to soothe him and make him think of her the only thing in his eyes and heart...
"Qin Wan..."
Qiao Muzhi suddenly spoke.
"Hmm?" Qin Wan looked down at him, a hint of doubt in her eyes.
Their eyes met, and seeing her blank, innocent, and harmless expression, Qiao Muzhi felt a surge of anger.
He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "...Weren't you born to bring me bad luck?"
"Huh?" Qin Wan frowned slightly, her eyes filled with even more confusion.
"What's bad for you?"
"Why can't I understand?"
Seeing through her pretense, Qiao Muzhi's breath hitched in anger. He gritted his teeth and angrily sealed her red lips, which he both loved and hated...
never mind.
He admitted defeat.
Let him be the one to be defeated.
He was willing to be controlled by her.
It tastes sweet...
Thinking of this, Qiao Muzhi no longer suppressed the surging, frenzied emotions and impulses within him...
[Qiao Muzhi's favorability increased by 2, current favorability 100. Congratulations, host, you have completed the conquest.]
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