691: Chapter 692: You Actually Regret Your Move Every Single Ti 3 691: Chapter 692: You Actually Regret Your Move Every Single Ti 3 Mo Ran held his belly and laughed silently for quite a while before he wrote a ssage to her.
‘Gu Yixuan, you’re too cunning, always taking advantage of every situation.
I won’t be fooled by your tricks!’
“Ranran, I haven’t taken advantage of you, I’m just fostering intimacy between us,” he replied seriously.
Mo Ran laughed again for a bit before responding, ‘I’m not buying your twisted logic.
I don’t want to play anymore!’
“Alright, we won’t play anymore.” Gu Yixuan put away the table and the chess manual and sat beside her, holding her.
“Ranran, did you just say you don’t want to kiss anymore?” his voice held a hint of danger.
Mo Ran mustered his courage to answer, ‘My lips are numb, I can’t feel them anymore.’
“Is that so?” He said before kissing her lips ticulously, intent on arousing her interest.
Under his skilled kissing, Mo Ran quickly began to respond to him.
But just then, Gu Yixuan pulled back, and Mo Ran glared at him, dissatisfied.
“Do you feel it now?” he asked.
Although embarrassed, she nodded in acknowledgnt.
Gu Yixuan smiled triumphantly, “The best things are those you can’t have.
I want you to rember this feeling, not to forget it.”
He was actually torturing her on purpose, and Mo Ran angrily pounded on his shoulder.
Gu Yixuan persisted, his voice containing suppressed laughter, “We can’t kiss anymore; otherwise, your lips will go numb again.”
Boom—
Mo Ran’s face turned red in an instant; she didn’t an for him to continue, okay!
She was so embarrassed she could hardly face anyone!
He made her sound like so insatiable nymphomaniac.
With an annoyed glare, Mo Ran couldn’t help but grab both sides of his cheeks and deliberately pull them apart.
Gu Yixuan’s eyes widened in shock as he gritted his teeth, “Alright then, you dare to treat like this, just watch how I’ll take care of you!”
After saying that, he reached out to tickle her underarms, and Mo Ran quickly curled up into a ball, unable to restrain her laughter.
Her throat began to hurt, and she frowned slightly.
Gu Yixuan imdiately withdrew his hands and held her face anxiously.
“I’m such a bastard, I shouldn’t have made you laugh!
Does your throat hurt a lot?
I’ll call the doctor.”
Mo Ran grabbed his hand and shook her head.
‘No, it’s not that bad, it’s fine now.’
“Is it really not hurting anymore?” He wasn’t quite assured.
Mo Ran nodded, a smile appearing at the corner of her mouth to show she was fine.
Gu Yixuan pressed his forehead against hers with a somber look in his eyes and muttered softly, “Ranran, I really hope you get well soon.”
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