Accompanied by the sound of her pajamas being torn, Yan Xinxin wanted to avoid him, but it was impossible!
She had never thought about what Mo Chuxi would look like when drunk, because he rarely touched cigarettes or alcohol. Yet unexpectedly, after drinking, not only did he get drunk, but he beca so violent, so savage, so uninhibited...
Yan Xinxin was in a daze, experiencing an unending nightmare.
This nightmare was even more terrifying than when the Mu family refused to recognize her as their daughter...
Awakening from a deep sleep, Yan Xinxin dizzily opened her eyes.
A piercing beam of sunlight entered her vision, and lingering in her breath was the faint scent of soone.
She struggled to get up and walked into the bathroom to freshen up...
Mo Chuxi’s tall figure entered the room through the door. Despite his drunkenness from the previous night and sinking into indulgence with Yan Xinxin multiple tis, at this mont, he still appeared vibrant, without a trace of fatigue.
He noticed no one on the bed, only the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. He turned to head that way.
As he reached the bathroom door, he saw Yan Xinxin with flushed cheeks, swaying as she walked out. Her legs even seed to be trembling slightly.
The sharp lines on his poker face softened imperceptibly.
"If you’re feeling unwell, just lie down on the bed. I brought fever dicine for you; have so porridge and take the dicine."
Yan Xinxin frowned, her exhausted eyes glancing at him coldly.
"I don’t need your fake concern."
"..."
"Isn’t this all thanks to the grand Master Mo?"
Mo Chuxi furrowed his brows.
"Do you think I enjoy seeing you sick?"
As he spoke, he strode forward, scooping up the wobbly woman in his arms.
Yan Xinxin had no strength to resist and could only let Mo Chuxi carry her to the bed.
As soon as she lay down, Yan Xinxin grabbed the quilt, curled up inside it, and turned her back to the man standing by the bed.
"Eat so porridge and take the dicine."
"Eat it yourself."
Yan Xinxin replied indifferently, her eyes closed.
Seeing her stubborn back, Mo Chuxi felt a deep sense of helplessness. He picked up the bowl of porridge and moved to the other side of the bed.
Feeling the sunlight being blocked, Yan Xinxin slowly opened her weary, beautiful eyes, coming face to face with soone’s severe and cold visage.
"Eat the porridge."
"..."
"If you don’t eat it, I have ways to make you eat."
His words carried the faint hint of a threat.
Yan Xinxin looked at him, her pale lips curling faintly.
"Have you been reading too many CEO novels recently? Planning to force-feed by mouth?"
Startled by Yan Xinxin’s sarcastic and mocking tone, Mo Chuxi froze for a mont, but his expression turned even more serious than before.
"As long as you’ll take just one sip of porridge and swallow the fever dicine, I can try any thod."
"..."
Yan Xinxin felt a sudden rush of alarm as Mo Chuxi’s handso face quickly lood closer!
Holding the bowl, he took a sip of porridge and then leaned down, aiming his thin lips at Yan Xinxin’s slightly parted mouth, opened in shock.
"Cough, cough..."
Yan Xinxin could not help but cough lightly. She wanted to resist but Mo Chuxi’s strength was overwhelming, leaving her no choice but to accept.
He gently raised her head, worried she might choke.
She refused to swallow, so he used his tongue to force her to gulp it down. By the end, there was no more porridge in Yan Xinxin’s mouth, yet Mo Chuxi seed to have beco addicted to "feeding" her. The act escalated and spiraled into an uncontrollable kiss.
"Bang!"
A sudden heavy noise ca from the doorway of the room.
Mo Chuxi’s intense kissing ceased. Annoyed, he released her lips and lifted his icy, piercing gaze, directing it straight at the person standing by the door...
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