One thought can make you a Buddha, another a demon.
Momo's last words seemed to have become his inner demon, constantly echoing in his ears, completely unleashing the deepest demon in his heart.
For a fleeting moment, he actually wanted to immediately meld Mo Xiaoqing into his own body; it was a deep, visceral feeling, just like the words he had spoken—
Make her yours.
That way, she'll never be able to leave his side...
He closed his eyes briefly, then opened them to see Mo Xiaoqing pinned to the bed. Her delicate features were now tinged with desire, and her alluring gaze sent a sudden surge of heat through him.
He tightened his grip on her hands, then loosened them, and calmly and slowly helped her put her clothes back on, which she had already undressed halfway through. As he spoke, his expression was nonchalant: "I have no resistance to you, so don't provoke me like this again!"
He didn't want to make a move on her right now...
Mo Xiaoqing blinked, looking quite innocent, and said, "I really didn't realize you had no resistance to me?"
Despite the ferocity of his actions just moments before, he calmly and effortlessly dressed her in the blink of an eye, leaving her momentarily bewildered…
Was it all an illusion that she felt he was in love?
“I’ve always had poor self-control in front of you, Momo,” he said, his long, beautiful fingers slowly grabbing her right leg, which was trying to take advantage of the situation. Her fair and slender leg was barefoot and had climbed onto his calf.
That gesture was clearly... flirting with him.
Ji Muhan placed his long, beautiful fingers on her forehead, slowly separating her from himself, gradually widening the distance between them. His voice was gentle and pleasant, "Don't push your luck. This day will come sooner or later, but now... it's not the right time!"
He listened carefully and could still detect something was off in his words; his voice, which was clearly moved, was a little hoarse!
"Since that day will come sooner or later, why do you keep suppressing yourself like this?"
Mo Xiaoqing couldn't understand it at all; clearly...
Everything was fine just now! She just couldn't understand... He was already moved, so why was he suppressing himself like this?
He continued to smile, "I hope the best day can be our wedding day; it's my way of being responsible to you."
"You're so old-fashioned! I haven't even objected, and you're still whining like this, acting like some ancient conservative!"
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