Chapter 109: Chapter 109: Are you training your abs just to beat me up? Chapter 109: Chapter 109: Are you training your abs just to beat me up? Mo Chen let out a disdainful sneer, âYouâve put me in a bad mood, and you still think you can sleep comfortably? Dream on!â
The next second, he leaned down and bit her lip.
What a dog of a man!
âAre you born in the year of the dog? Stop biting me!â
The man chuckled lowly, âWhose bite marks are on my shoulder? Itâs only fair.â
ââ¦â
Definitely not a gentleman.
And donât expect him to act like one either.
âLittle Ghost, where else did that trash touch you? Speak!â His tone was forceful, his voice deep and frightening, pressing her for an answer.
Qiao Ruoxin looked at the manâs handsome face and couldnât help but laugh with vexation, âAt least he didnât touch my mouth.â
âQiao Ruoxin!â
âBrother Mo Chen, my lips are bitten by you, it hurtsâ¦â
She could only pull out her trump card nowâacting like a spoiled child.
This dog of a man is most susceptible to this tactic.
Sure enough, Mo Chen immediately frowned, extended a long arm, and turned on the bedside lamp on the left side.
He examined Qiao Ruoxinâs lips seriously, seeming to realize that he had indeed bitten them quite badly.
âDeserved it!â
ââ¦â
âIt really hurts!â
Mo Chenâs voice eventually softened a bit, âBear with it, go to sleep.â
He abruptly pulled up the quilt, covering them both, but his heavy, large body didnât move an inch, dominantly pinning her down, making it impossible for her to wiggle.
Qiao Ruoxin truly felt what it was like to have Mount Tai pressing down on her.
It felt like she was suffocating.
And⦠this dog of a manâs hands started to stray again, and she was only wearing a camisole nightgown, which might as well have been nothing.
âMo Chen! Stop groping! Didnât you say weâre going to sleep?â
Mo Chen leaned down and kissed her wounded lip again, gentler this time, his hoarse voice tinged with anger, âLittle Ghost, you come back from a dance, and now I canât even touch you?â
ââ¦â
This dog of a man really knew how to make a fuss over nothing!
Qiao Ruoxinâs eyes twinkled cleverly as she curved her lips into a sly smile.
Her little hands mischievously touched the manâs abs, âBrother Mo Chen, your abs are quite impressive.â
The man snorted disdainfully, âI worked on them for you.â
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âWhat?â
âSo that I donât run out of energy when I have to beat you up,â Mo Chen said with an indulgent smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
Qiao Ruoxin pouted slightly, âYouâre training your abs just to beat me up?â
âHmmâ¦â He leaned down to continue kissing her lips, serious and focused, immersed in the sweetness of the moment.
Suddenly, Mo Chen whispered in her ear, âLittle Ghost, consider yourself warned, weâre going to the hot springs in three days, and Iâm going to have meat.â
Qiao Ruoxinâs eyes widened in surprise, âAre you serious?â
âHmm.â
Feeling inexplicably worried, could he really do it?
Could he overcome his psychological barrier?
And so she drifted off into a fuzzy sleep, enduring a burden her life couldnât bear.
This dog of a man was just too heavy!
â¦
The following day, in the early morning.
A luxury car came to a smooth stop outside the villa.
Mo Chenâs father, Mo Tian, got out of the car, an assistant following him, ready to ring the doorbell.
Mo Tian stopped him, âI know the code, no need to ring it.â
So, he entered the code and went straight in.
He walked through the villaâs gate and into the living room, which was empty and quiet.
âWhat time is it, and this brat isnât at the company nor out of bed,â Mo Tian couldnât help but grumble.
He looked upstairs and said to the assistant behind him, âYou wait here, Iâll go wake this little punk. He wants to join the board with this attitude? Utterly unbecoming!â
âYes, Chairman.â