Mo Xiaoqing blushed uncontrollably, opened her mouth slightly, as if she understood something, and reflexively turned her head to look at the person clinging to her like an octopus.
Even in the darkness, Ji Muhan could still accurately sense the incredible aura emanating from Mo Xiaoqing.
Mo Xiaoqing felt like her mind was going off like fireworks, a chaotic mess. Before this, she had never imagined that Ji Muhan would one day completely overturn her image of him.
Therefore, when she opened her mouth, she stammered.
"...Can't you control yourself even a little bit?"
He pressed his temples and sighed, seemingly helpless, "This really isn't something I can control!"
If he doesn't react at all when the two of them are sleeping in the same bed, that would be really something!
The implication is that if he can control himself, then he's a paragon of virtue, like Liu Xiahui; otherwise, he isn't...
Mo Xiaoqing opened her mouth, seemingly completely taken aback by Ji Muhan's directness. Caught off guard, she stammered out four words, "...a refined scoundrel."
He looks respectable, but the things he says are surprisingly shameless.
Ji Muhan's soft laughter landed near her ear, tickling her slightly.
"Isn't this exactly what you wanted me to say?"
Mo Xiaoqing was taken aback, not expecting that Ji Muhan had seen through her intentions so quickly. Enraged, she punched his chest angrily, "Then you shouldn't have said such things!"
It was completely different from what she had imagined a high-class beauty would say.
Ji Muhan chuckled softly, admitting her mistake quite quickly, and hurriedly changed her tune, saying, "Okay, I was wrong. Then tell me, what kind of words should I have said?"
Mo Xiaoqing's face flushed slightly. She pressed the cool back of her hand against her cheek; the burning sensation made her palms sweat. For the first time, she felt a sense of relief. Thankfully, it was dark and the lights were off; otherwise, Ji Muhan would have easily noticed the blush on her face…
She looked away somewhat embarrassedly, "Uh, how would I know!"
She's not a man, how would she know what to say at this moment?
Mo Xiaoqing, who was originally facing away from Ji Muhan, was now almost burying her head in her chest. In the darkness, she could only rely on the little moonlight shining in from the window to look at the back of her head.
And her long hair, which was spread out on the pillow, almost reaching her waist, was all black as far as the eye could see.
Ji Muhan smiled and casually stroked her long hair.
“Momo,”
Mo Xiaoqing was still facing away from him, her back to the wall, but she could still vaguely feel a large hand gently stroking her hair, again and again…
"Um."
"How wonderful it would be if life could be like this until we grow old."
Even though Mo Xiaoqing clearly heard his words, she only blinked silently and didn't reply. Perhaps because she had read too many romance novels with their ups and downs, she felt that their plain and ordinary relationship was missing something...
There are so many joys and sorrows in real life. Even someone as devoted to relationships as my brother has always had ups and downs with Yao Yao. Who can guarantee that two people who are together will never break up?
"Hanhan," she didn't know what she wanted to say, it was just a fleeting feeling, a strong urge to call out to him.
Before Mo Xiaoqing could even start to think, a large, mischievous hand suddenly appeared around her waist.
"Hahaha, let go...hahaha, it tickles...it tickles."
She couldn't help but twist and turn, as if she couldn't wait to get rid of that big hand.
Ji Muhan deliberately dragged out her words, "I just don't like you sleeping with your back to me. If you sleep facing me, I won't touch you there..."
Mo Xiaoqing twisted and turned, laughing so hard tears were almost coming out. "Hahaha, let go, let go, I promise you, okay?"
Ji Muhan withdrew her clutches with satisfaction…
Mo Xiaoqing laughed until tears welled up in her eyes. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, turned around, and instinctively wrapped her arms around Ji Muhan's waist, then rubbed against his chest.
The movements were skillful and natural.
In the darkness, Mo Xiaoqing actually saw the wolfish glint in Ji Muhan's eyes. For the first time, she had the urge to escape the room quickly. She had a feeling that if she didn't leave the room soon, something uncontrollable might happen in the next second.
But in fact, darkness is where people are most likely to have wild thoughts—
When Ji Muhan's lips landed on Mo Xiaoqing's lips, her body froze, and she was forced to tilt her head back to accept his intimacy.
When she was off guard, Ji Muhan pried open her jaw and their tongues intertwined.
Mo Xiaoqing's breathing gradually became rapid. Her thoughts were being led by Ji Muhan, and her mind was completely blank.
His large hand was no longer content with this, and began to slip inside her sweater. When his cool fingertips touched her abdomen, she instinctively trembled, her eyes staring blankly at Ji Muhan.
She wanted to speak, but his mouth was still completely covered by hers, and he would slowly suck on her lips from time to time, biting them in small bites, which made her feel slightly itchy.
My mind went completely blank for a moment, and the mischievous hand below inevitably ended up kneading... my big steamed bun...
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