One of his hands remained on her waist while the other softly tilted her face. And there he saw those usually indifferent blue eyes glimring with tears threatening to spill and hell if he didn't feel his heart aching at that mont.
This woman has started controlling his emotions and he was so naive in realizing it late.
He pressed the VIP exit switch before pulling her even closer, "Mo Jia, you're a crybaby, you know that, right?
She sniffed, "Shut up!
She was not a cold person. She was just not that expressive. Having been a child with goals, her teenage years were spent in laboratories and study rooms, trying to absorb as much knowledge as she could.
Dating, bars, night outs, the teenage crush was never a part of her daily life. So, there were not many emotions she was exposed to. She won't get angry or fight with anyone for anything, neither was she a whiny woman.
What she understood very well was familial love and hence turning her indifferent to every other emotion until she t Tang Yichen.
But throughout the years, what never changed about her was her habit of crying. No, she was not a cry baby like Tang Yichen said.
But, she could be worse than that if she was shouted at by the people who mattered in her life. The day, she argued with her grandmother, she lost control of her emotions in the sa way.
Mo Jia glared at Tang Yichen angrily. She had to continuously work for eighteen hours, almost without getting a wink of sleep only to be reprimanded by him like that.
"I just don't want you to fall sick," He softly murmured; his handso face turning pitiful.
"You.." Her heart softened, he was just worried about her yet she was so insensitive and hurt him. Wasn't she so cruel?
"It's okay," she mumbled.
But she didn't notice the way his lips tilted into that foxy smirk.
The comics that were provided to him by Mo Yuhan's secretary worked out pretty well, the man inwardly thought.
According to it, one should not lash out at their woman, no matter whatever it is. And Tang Yichen, in his mont of anger, committed that amateurish sin.
But, thankfully, there was a solution provided to that for just in case. If you, by any chance, offended her or shouted at her, then utilize your beauty, throw the almighty 'pity card'.
Tang Yichen inwardly sighed in relief. Luckily, it worked! He wasn't going to lose her on the first day of their relationship.
"So, are we good now?" he whispered just beside her ear in a deep voice as the hand around her waist tightened while that thumb of his caressed her skin through her shirt.
She clenched his suit in her hands to control those hot tremors that went through her body by his teasing. "Mm," she mumbled, pressing her legs together, trying to control the itch down there, to calm the impulse of wanting more.
He nibbled her earlobe as a moan escaped her mouth, "Uhmm..."
More than that, it sounded like a desperate plea; like she was begging for more and more. Tang Yichen's body stiffened as a certain lower part of his body reacted hard. Her voice seed to drip with honey to his ears. But to her, it was unrecognizable.
He pulled her closer and closer until there was no gap between them, they could feel each other even though that layer of clothes. She could feel the warmth of his broad muscled chest, as those strong abs rubbed against her breasts.
'Ding'
She ca back to her senses as soon as the elevator ca to a halt and tried to push him back in a panic of being spotted with him. She didn't want to get thrashed by his fangirls.
"Stay like this," he murmured, still half-hugging her as they walked out of the hospital through the VIP exit section.
"Hey, what were you shying away from?" she poked his chest slightly as her thoughts wandered back to when the man grabbed her hand and walked away as if he escaping sothing.
But she could feel it at that ti that he looked rather nervous and sowhat... awkward.
"Who was shy?!"
"You were!" she spoke with utmost seriousness, "By the way, why did you both co to the hospital today?"
Mo Jia was rather curious, why would the Tang siblings co for Old Master Song's operation. And when did they beco so close to Master Song? Since she was his date at the evening ball organized by the Song Family, she could still rember the way they were strangers at that ti, then what happened now?
"You can choose not to tell too," she quickly added when he did not reply.
He placed a kiss on her forehead. "It's a long story, let's go ho. You should take so rest first. Then, we'll talk about it, okay?"
She nodded, "Fine."
...
"Tired?"
"Mm," Tang Li murmured as he massaged his tense shoulders, "It was a hectic day for... Mr. Song, I told him to take so rest. Brother and I will go to visit Grandpa Song when he is awake."
"Why don't you call him dad?"
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