??Chapter 135: Chapter 135: Don’t Touch My Bottom Line!
Chapter 135: Chapter 135: Don’t Touch My Bottom Line!
Mo Chen looked at her red lips, his gaze finally resting on her pair of sparkling eyes.
“Why are you here?”
“I missed you,” her voice was soft, her smile sweet.
The man couldn’t help but laugh, his voice deep, “Is that so? Show .”
“…”
She had no choice but to lean in and kiss the corner of the man’s lips, “Are you getting off work soon?”
“Mhm.”
“Then let’s go eat together, my friend recomnded a really nice restaurant to .”
Mo Chen slightly narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the expression on her little face, “Is there sothing you need from ?”
This damn man really knew her too well.
She chuckled lightly, “Mo Chen, will you co to my debut night at the end of the month?”
“Do you want
to go?”
“Mhm… If you’re too busy, then don’t worry about it, I understand, a man’s affairs are the most important.”
She was afraid that if Mo Chen saw her and Lu Xingyu’s intimate dance performance, he might just make a scene!
The man’s grip on her slender waist tightened, danger lacing his voice, “You don’t want
to go?”
“Err… I’m afraid you’ll get angry if you go,” Qiao Ruoxin said, her eyes wavering elsewhere in guilt.
Mo Chen’s aura instantly turned colder, he grasped her chin, his voice icy, “What do you an I’ll get angry if I go?”
“It’s just that the dance instructor added a little bit of intimacy to the choreography for the effect on stage, but it does look good visually!”
The man frowned, his handso features now covered with a layer of frost, and directly picked up his phone to dial Bai Junyan’s number.
Seeing this, Qiao Ruoxin imdiately hugged his arm, “Don’t! Everyone has put a lot of effort and heart into it! Can you not stop it, please?”
Mo Chen was infuriated yet amused by her, his slender fingers pinching her chin, his voice cold as ice, “You fucking know my limits, don’t push
to lose my temper.”
The atmosphere beca very stiff.
This scene felt like déjà vu; two years ago, during her graduation play, acting as a couple with a male classmate, she had been stopped by Mo Chen as well.
This ti really felt like the closest she had ever been to her dream.
She didn’t want to give up.
Qiao Ruoxin suddenly leaned close to the man’s handso face, her voice lowered, whispering coyly, “Mo Chen, if you let
get through my debut night smoothly, after it’s over, I’ll give you a special service, how about that?”
Special service?
Those words were full of seductive undertones.
Enough to let the imagination run wild.
The man slightly raised his brow, his dark eyes pupils slowly constricting, he laughed involuntarily, “Let’s hear it.”
“Well… it’s the kind that n really like.”
“…”
Did this Little Ghost really know too much???
Mo Chen stared at her opening and closing cherry lips, his voice husky, “Where the hell did you learn this? Who taught you?”
She burst into laughter, her laughter as fresh and delightful as a wind chi.
“I learned it to please you.”
“…”
A real big sacrifice, all for such a crappy competition.
“Mo Chen, do you want it?” Her voice was soft and sticky, extrely tempting.
The man gripped her slender waist, his voice between clenched teeth, “Yes!”
He really wanted to kill this Little Ghost!
“Then it’s a deal, you can’t interfere with the recording of the ‘Idol 101’ debut night, okay?”
Mo Chen’s brows harbored dissatisfaction, his tone brusque, “Don’t push your luck! Don’t touch my bottom line!”
“Then on the debut night at the end of the month, just don’t go. Wait for
at ho, okay?”
It was still safer to keep Mo Chen, the irritable Divine Beast, locked up at ho.
Otherwise, it really was impossible to predict what might happen then.
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