??Chapter 225: Chapter 225: Brother Mo Chen, I really really really like you……
Chapter 225: Chapter 225: Brother Mo Chen, I really really really like you……
The man chuckled softly, his laughter full of indulgence.
He kissed Qiao Ruoxin’s cheek, “Good girl, from now on you can only call
‘Daddy’.”
Qiao Ruoxin smiled lightly, “What about my real dad then?”
The man pulled away from her, sat back in the driver’s seat, and fastened his seatbelt.
Glancing at her with contempt, he mocked, “You an your scumbag father?”
“…”
Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t help but sigh softly, “Mo Chen, I’m so envious. Uncle Mo and Mrs. Mo are so nice. If only they were my parents.”
That way, she would truly be a pampered little princess.
“Little Ghost, marry
and they will be your parents.”
Her heart skipped a beat.
Her gaze flickered montarily as she looked at Mo Chen’s profile while he concentrated on driving.
Suddenly, a fantasy began to flash through her mind.
Her wedding with Mo Chen…
She wondered what the scene would look like when she married Mo Chen in a wedding dress. It must be very blissful, right?
At the thought, Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t help but giggle.
Mo Chen, who was driving, glanced at her and frowned slightly, “Why are you laughing?”
“Nothing, I won’t tell you~”
She lifted her chin haughtily, gazing out the car window as the corners of her mouth involuntarily curved upwards.
…
They arrived at a Western restaurant and chose a seat by the window.
After Qiao Ruoxin finished ordering, she also chose an expensive bottle of red wine—after all, the bill was on Mr. Mo, so she didn’t have to worry about his money.
“Mo Chen, can you do
a favor?”
The man took a sip of the red wine on the table and responded, “Hmm, tell .”
“Can you get
a bottle of wine from Mansion No. 7? The kind with drugs in it.”
Such wine isn’t normally sold by Mansion No. 7 and can only be obtained through special privileges.
Mo Chen’s expression turned cold instantly, “What are you going to do?”
“I’m helping you get revenge,” she said with a slight smile.
“Little Ghost, I can handle it myself.”
“No! You were frad last night because of . I must avenge you! Otherwise, I’ll feel so guilty that I won’t be able to face you!”
Stubbornness was written all over Qiao Ruoxin’s petite face as though no one could convince her otherwise.
The man let out a deep sigh and laughed helplessly, “Alright, have it your way.”
She revealed a sweet smile, “Thank you, Mo Chen.”
After the al, Qiao Ruoxin had several glasses of red wine, which indeed tasted rich and satisfying for a reason.
However, it seed that Qiao Ruoxin had drunk a bit too much, her cheeks flushed and her eyes glossy.
“Mo Chen, why do you seem to have doubled…”
A layer of displeasure veiled the man’s handso face. Then he saw Little Ghost stagger to her feet and walk towards him.
Before she could steady herself, she fell into the man’s arms.
Mo Chen’s arms encircled her slim waist, slling the faint scent of red wine on her breath. The Little Ghost had had quite a bit to drink.
“You’re drunk; we’re going ho.”
“I’m not drunk, I just can’t see your face clearly, there’s a double image… Don’t move.”
“…”
After the waiter swiped the card and completed the transaction, he returned the card to him.
Post-drink, Qiao Ruoxin’s body was even more boneless than usual.
He picked up Little Ghost at her waist, leaving the restaurant and heading towards the parking lot.
Qiao Ruoxin leaned against him, her slender fingers clutching his clothes, and whispered softly, “Mo Chen, I like you so, so much…”
The man slowed his steps, looking down at the woman in his arms, chuckled softly, and coaxed her in a low voice, “How much do you like ?”
“I like you so, so, so, so much… You always don’t believe that I like you, hmph…”
At this mont, her eyes were misty, her expression adorably naive, like a clingy little kitten.
But liking and loving are ultimately different.
Mo Chen bent down and kissed her forehead, his voice low and sensuous, “If you don’t love, that’s fine, just keep liking .”
The man gently placed her in the car and then closed the door.
…
By the ti they got back to Jiang Mansion No. 1, it was already one o’clock in the morning.
The man, patiently taking off her clothes, found that the Little Ghost wasn’t cooperating at all.
“Why are you undressing , you can’t… don’t touch … Mo Chen will get angry, he has a really bad temper.”
Qiao Ruoxin lay on the bed, clinging tightly to her own clothes.
A shadow of annoyance crossed the man’s handso face, but still, in silence, he helped her undress and then carried her to the bathroom.
He placed her in the tub, cajoling her like one would a daughter, “Little Ghost, let’s give you a bath, don’t squirm around, okay?”
“Mm…”
Qiao Ruoxin nodded obediently like a child, then leaned on the edge of the bathtub, looking as if she were about to fall asleep.
The man carefully washed her, using her favorite shower gel, and then washed her hair.
Qiao Ruoxin’s eyes, shiny like water, fixed on the man’s handso face, and her voice was sweet and tender, “Brother Mo Chen, I’ve noticed that after two years, you’ve beco even more handso…”
He responded indifferently, “Hmm…”
After washing her hair, he wrapped it in a towel, then wrapped her in a bathrobe and carried her out.
“Stand still like a good girl, I’ll dry you off and then help you put on your nightgown, okay?”
“Okay…” she stood obediently.
Mo Chen carefully dried her off, then took out two nightgowns and asked her, “Which one do you want to wear?”
Qiao Ruoxin, looking bewildered, stared at the two nightgowns, and pointed to the left one, “I want to wear this one, this one’s the most… pretty…”
The man chuckled, “Fool.”
She had chosen the most revealing nightgown, almost as if she weren’t wearing anything at all.
But he still helped Qiao Ruoxin put it on, then carried her back to the bedroom.
He went to get a hairdryer, to dry her hair.
Qiao Ruoxin sat on the bed, lifting her eyes to look at the man’s tall figure standing before her, blocking her entire field of vision.
“Brother Mo Chen, your clothes are all wet…”
“That’s from washing you.”
She suddenly laughed, then leaned in to blow on the wet spot on his clothes like a little kid, “I’ll blow it dry for you.”
“…”
Mo Chen paid no mind to her, letting her be mischievous.
After drying her hair, he patted her head, “Go to sleep; I’m going to take a shower.”
Unexpectedly, Qiao Ruoxin opened her slender arms, wrapped them around his body, and rubbed her face against his abs.
“Don’t go, Brother Mo Chen, I don’t want you to go, stay with …”
“…”
The Little Ghost gets this clingy when she’s drunk?
Looking down at her aggrieved little face, he affectionately chuckled, “Brother will take a quick shower, otherwise how can I cuddle with you to sleep?”
“Don’t shower; I don’t mind, just don’t leave!”
“…”
This is really killing !
Mo Chen hugged her body, coaxing her, “Just ten minutes, okay?”
“Five minutes!” Ruoxin stubbornly held on without letting go.
What was the point of taking a shower if he had to co out right after getting undressed?
But Mo Chen actually agreed, “Okay.”
n, always having to push the limits of humanity.
Qiao Ruoxin smiled and let go of him, “Hurry up, I’ll wait for you.”
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