Chapter 135 Pure Surrogacy & Refined Scoundrel Adopted Son 14



"You're drunk." Ning Mochen lowered his gaze, not daring to look at Chu Yuan at this moment.

Because of her alluring appearance, which completely overlapped with his dream, he couldn't tell whether he was in reality or a dream.

He didn't know whether he should be loyal to reality or to his dreams.

Reality is rational; she was just a surrogate mother hired by his adoptive mother. Dreams are beautiful; she was a shooting star streaking across his lonely night sky.

Chu Yuan hooked her arms around his neck. "I'm not drunk."

After uttering those three words, he slid to the ground as if he had no bones.

Ning Mochen scooped the person up, but accidentally touched Chu Yuan's soft chest. The man's hand recoiled as if burned.

The atmosphere was ambiguous and intertwined.

Chu Yuan laughed, rambling incoherently, "Mr. Ning, why are you blushing?"

Ning Mochen composed himself, sighed, and then, as if resigned to his fate, continued to carry the person upstairs.

Chu Yuan lives on the 12th floor, but unfortunately, the elevator is broken!

Ning Mochen could only carry Chu Yuan towards the stairwell.

There weren't many people around late at night, and the cold white light shone on Ning Mochen's face, adding a touch of aloofness to his handsome features.

Chu Yuan disliked it and reached out to pull off his glasses. "Mr. Ning, you look better without glasses."

Ning Mochen didn't wear glasses just to pretend; he genuinely had nearsightedness, although the degree wasn't high.

After taking off his glasses, the world became blurry, and the incandescent light overhead cast a mottled halo. Looking down, the woman in his arms became even more beautiful.

Those alluring red lips were plump and moist, with a vibrant color, like cherries that should be picked from the branches in May.

Her almond-shaped eyes were large and bright, misty and alluring, making one want to tease her and watch her cry.

"I can't see clearly. Don't blame me if you fall." Ning Mochen said, pursing his lips.

Whether it was her imagination or not, Chu Yuan seemed to detect a hint of indulgence in his tone.

Looking at the seemingly endless staircase leading up to it, Chu Yuan whispered, "Maybe I should just come down and walk myself?"

Ning Mochen: "You were deliberately clinging to me and wanting a hug just now, but now you're willing to get down? Do you doubt my stamina?"

"Huh?" Chu Yuan wondered if his words were ambiguous, or if she was overthinking it and that this "physical strength" was not the same as that "physical strength".

While she was lost in thought, Ning Mochen had already picked her up and stepped onto the stairs.

Take your time, climb steadily step by step.

A gentle, deep voice reached Chu Yuan's ear, "Hold on tight, or we'll both be smashed to pieces if we fall."

Chu Yuan wrapped her arms even closer around his neck, her breath brushing against his sexy, sliding Adam's apple. "If I could be with Mr. Ning, I would be willing to be shattered to pieces..."

Ning Mochen's body suddenly trembled.

...

There were 12 floors to go. Carrying a heavy load of 80 or 90 pounds, the man's breathing gradually became erratic when he arrived at the door.

My heart rate also increased significantly.

The skin on my neck and face was sweating from overexertion, but it was only a thin layer, and it felt cool and moist to the touch.

"Enter the password." Seeing that Chu Yuan was only staring at his face, Ning Mochen said helplessly.

"Oh, okay." Chu Yuan finally came to her senses, snuggled in the man's arms again, and pressed the doorbell a few times to open it.

Then she hugged him again, laughing, "Mr. Ning, you must have a very good memory, right?"

"What?"

"This is my house password. You can enter it yourself next time you come."

Ning Mochen raised his head and strode in, his eyes looking straight ahead, perhaps trying to avoid Chu Yuan's overly intense gaze.

And this password... is he overthinking it? It feels a bit suspicious.

"I'm leaving now." After placing Chu Yuan on the sofa, Ning Mochen stood up and unconsciously loosened his tie, but still did not meet Chu Yuan's gaze.

Chu Yuan casually leaned against the sofa and pointed to the bathroom. "Sweating makes you feel sticky and uncomfortable. Would you like to wipe yourself down, Mr. Ning? There are some new towels in the cabinet. Consider it my way of thanking you for bringing me back from so far away."

Even now, Ning Mochen is still intentionally or unintentionally avoiding her, which makes Chu Yuan feel annoyed, so she has to come up with all sorts of excuses.

Ning Mochen probably really is a germaphobe; after hesitating for a moment, he nodded, "Okay, I'll be done in a bit."

"It's okay, no rush, I don't want to use the bathroom right now."

It would be best if neither of us left tonight; wouldn't it be better to nurture our relationship together?

While Ning Mochen was in the bathroom, whether wiping or taking a shower, Chu Yuan hurriedly ran back to her room and put on a sexy, semi-transparent lace nightgown.

Next, they went to the living room and turned off all the main lights, leaving only a dim ambient light.

They also lit a few romantic scented candles.

The moment he heard the door open, he quickly moved to the bathroom doorway, holding onto the door frame. "Mr. Ning, are you done already?"

Her cleavage was on full display, extending into the shadows, with the semi-transparent silk nightgown peeking through, like a silent invitation.

Ning Mochen's breath hitched, and his gaze once again became unfocused.

Look away.

The house wasn't big, but it was clean and tidy, and the dim lighting filled the room with a warm and cozy atmosphere.

When he was a child, what he wanted most was such an ordinary yet warm home.

The Ning family's villa was spacious and luxurious, but it wasn't what he truly wanted.

After wiping himself down, Ning Mochen had taken off his suit jacket and removed his dark blue tie, which he draped over his arm. A few buttons on his shirt were undone around his neck, giving him a fresh and clean look. As he looked down, his slightly damp hair swayed gently.

Chu Yuan looked up, and he happened to be looking at her, their eyes meeting silently.

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