Chapter 46: Chapter 46: You Wait for Me! Chapter 46: Chapter 46: You Wait for Me! Seeing that he was still able to get angry, it seemed that it couldnât be too serious.
Qiao Ruoxin couldnât help but laugh softly, âWho asked you to be so big, to even get hit thereâ¦â
ââ¦â The manâs face darkened a shade, his gaze firmly on her as he spoke deliberately, âAre you disgusted by my size?â
Her will to live was incredibly strong as she vigorously shook her head: âNo, no, no!â
But seeing Mo Chen, he looked genuinely uncomfortable, at that moment his handsome face was tense, sexy, abstinent, and also tinged with a bit of discomfortâ¦
âMo Chen, why donât you go lie down on the bed? Does it really hurt that much?â
The man glanced at her with icy eyes and said irritably, âNo shit! You try!â
Qiao Ruoxin couldnât help but mumble softly, âI donât have that thingâ¦â
She looked up right into the manâs dark, aggressive eyes and prudently shut her mouth.
Her sparking eyes shifted, a flash of brightness: âIâve got it! Iâll look up what to do on the internet!â
Qiao Ruoxin turned to grab her phone from the bed.
At that moment, Mo Chenâs face looked even worse, his voice laden with unbearable irritation, âDonât look it up!â
âAre you trying to die! The internet says if itâs severe, it can kill someone!â
Her search really had frightened her, it seemed so serious.
He closed his eyes, leaning against the wall, and when he opened them, his long legs finally took steps, walking towards her and snatching the phone from her hands.
âDonât you have any shame, is this something for a woman to look up?â
Qiao Ruoxin stared at him for three seconds, then burst out laughing joyfully, âYouâre better? Itâs okay now?â
Mo Chen replied indifferently, âHmm.â
She unconsciously glanced down below the manâs abdominals again.
Finally, Mo Chen was enraged; his long fingers pinched her delicate chin, forcing her to look directly at him.
âDonât keep staring there!â He really wanted to kill Little Ghost.
Her face was the picture of innocence, naively saying, âOhâ¦â
âThat goes for any man!â
Qiao Ruoxin couldnât help but laugh out, âDo you think Iâm sick, why would I stare at other peopleâs⦠there?â
Mo Chenâs brows furrowed tightly, he stared at her for a while, then released her chin.
âIâm leaving.â
He turned and opened the door to leave, except that the tall, cold silhouette had a slight stiffness to it.
Probably not completely over it yet.
After the door closed, Qiao Ruoxin couldnât hold back and burst into laughter, laughing uncontrollably.
She walked out to the balcony, looking down from above.
Even from his back, you could tell Mo Chen was enduring the discomfort.
â¦
The next day, early morning.
As soon as Qiao Ruoxin opened her eyes, the memory of last nightâs embarrassing episode with Mo Chen automatically came to mind.
She inevitably laughed, it was too funny.
She picked up her phone and made a call.
After three rings, the phone connected, and Mo Chenâs deep, languid voice came through, âWhat is it?â
The corners of Qiao Ruoxinâs mouth couldnât help but curl up; her voice was soft and coy, âMo Chen, are you feeling better? Does it still hurt?â
ââ¦â
The phone was filled with endless silence.
It seemed she could almost imagine how much Mo Chen wanted to kill her right now.
âMo Chen?â
âDonât mention last nightâs incident to anyone.â His voice was as cold as ice.
âOkay, but does it still hurt?â
âItâs fine now.â
She chuckled, âMo Chen, take good care of your thing, okay? You still need to use it in the future.â
Finally, an exasperated voice came from the phone, âI damn well want to kill you! Just you wait!â
Beep⦠beepâ¦
Looking at the call that had been hung up, she couldnât help but laugh.
The bastard, losing his temper first thing in the morning.