Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ye Sijue chuckled softly, deliberately preventing her from protesting.
Mo Xiaong blushed, tugging at his clothes, she beat her fist on her shoulder.
But he was so tall and she was so petite. In comparison, her little fist should hurt even less than an ant, right?
He was totally unperturbed.
“You…” Blushing, she pushed him a few tis hurriedly. “Not so much, okay? You’re always like this…”
Was this his motive in telling her that they were going to visit Xiaoxiao?
Ye Sijue looked up and stared at her little face in a devilish, uninhibited gaze. His manly scent surrounded her, intoxicating her like a rich wine.
Mo Xiaong was almost tipsy from the gaze directed at her. She was absorbed into it.
His said in a husky, deep voice, “Is this too much? Then what’s not too much?”
He deliberately lowered his voice as though he were bewitching her.
Given Mo Xiaong’s status, she had seen many kinds of handso guys, but she had never known a man as charming as him.
Her heart beat seed to have co to a crawl.
“Too much! You are always too much! Alright, stop playing already.” Mo Xiaong was blushing with sha. Her bright, watery eyes glared at him, but she didn’t seem scary at all. In fact, she seed even cuter.
Ye Sijue’s gaze deepened.
He didn’t understand it himself. He had clearly only t this little thing for a short while, but looking at her gave him a swelling feeling in his heart, a feeling that was hard to describe.
It was strange.
He suddenly rembered Song Shijun’s teasing, saying that perhaps he and Mo Xiaong were destined to be soulmates? Otherwise, how could sparks fly so soon?
Probably so?
Actually, Ye Sijue was not one who believed in fate. He believed that man could conquer nature and people controlled their fates.
But this ti, he was moved. And he couldn’t even oppose it, so he had no choice but to co to terms with it.
Gazing at her intensely, Ye Sijue suddenly let go of her, got off the sofa, and went to the washroom.
Mo Xiaong watched him and worried that he might have gotten angry.
She pondered for a mont before quickly chasing him.
However, the door was closed in front of her.
Mo Xiaong tapped on the door and asked bluntly, “Ye Sijue, are you angry?”
“No.” His voice ca out in a deep voice. “I’m going to take a shower and take you to Yin residence later. You can go and change your clothes.”
It seed that there wasn’t anything wrong with his voice. He didn’t seem angry.
She was then relieved, “Oh, I’ll change my clothes then.”
She scurried back to the room. Thinking that she might be eting elders at the Yin residence, she picked respectable-looking lady’s clothes.
Just when she was done changing her clothes, he ca out after a shower. He walked into the room, wrapped only in a bath towel.
The man, just showered, exuded a strong manly air from every part of him.
Mo Xiaong felt for a mont she was absorbed by it.
“Why haven’t you worn your shoes?” Ye Sijue frowned, walked over to her, took her to the bed, and let her sit down.
“Wait for here.”
With that said, he went out.
Mo Xiaong just stared stupidly at his back. His broad back felt very reliable. It made one want to lean onto it.
She suddenly rembered back when they were at the autumn outing at the resort, Xiaoxiao also had Yin Shaojie carry her several tis.
Reviews
All reviews (0)