Chapter 57: Chapter 57 - 57 57 Mo Chen What is Your Inner Demon

Chapter 57: Chapter 57: Mo Chen, What is Your Inner Demon? Chapter 57: Chapter 57: Mo Chen, What is Your Inner Demon? Suddenly, the phone vibrated.

Mo Chen took out his phone and put it to his ear, “Wait for me downstairs.”

After hanging up, he lowered his head and kissed her again, his voice low, hoarse, and ambiguous, “Kiss for five more minutes, then I have to go.”

“Mmm… Mmm!”

Qiao Ruoxin had wanted to resist, but in the end, she hugged the man’s waist.

Just as she felt she was going to suffocate, Mo Chen finally released her.

Her fair, smooth cheeks were tinged with a touch of red, her breathing was disordered, and her lips were slightly swollen.

The man looked at her panting, and let out a disdainful cold laugh, “Little Ghost, why are you so useless? It was only five minutes.”

Qiao Ruoxin glared at him in anger, “You have the nerve to say that!”

Mo Chen’s phone vibrated again, but he didn’t answer it.

He looked at Qiao Ruoxin’s slightly swollen lips, his slender fingers caressing them, “I’m leaving.”

Qiao Ruoxin grabbed the man’s arm, “Mo Chen, where are you going!”

“To the company.”

Her body stiffened, “Aren’t you going to sleep? Can’t you sleep?”

Could he still not overcome his insomnia?

Mo Chen was silent for a few seconds, his handsome face returning to its usual indifference, his dark eyes void of emotion.

“Mm.”

He moved Qiao Ruoxin to the side, grasped the doorknob, preparing to open the door and leave.

“Sleep for two hours before leaving!”

A hint of surprise flickered across Mo Chen’s indifferent face, “Here? Are you sure?”

“Still pretending to be an innocent boy? You’ve barged in so many times at midnight, what’s wrong with sleeping for two hours?”

She pulled the man to the bed, pointing at the soft, pink, girlish bed, “Lie down! I’ll wake you in two hours.”

Mo Chen stared at her expressionlessly, his eyes darkening.

Seeing him staring unblinkingly at her, Qiao Ruoxin frowned, “Are you going to lie down or not? I’m really going to take your clothes off!”

The man found it somewhat amusing, and gave her forehead a hard knock.

“Ah!” Qiao Ruoxin covered her forehead, it really hurt!

“If clothes are to be taken off, it would be me taking off yours!”

Her little face was full of anger, “You really want to crack my skull, don’t you!”

Mo Chen took her hand away from her forehead, then saw that her forehead was indeed reddened.

He frowned slightly, rubbed it for her, his voice icy with mockery, “Getting more and more delicate.”

Qiao Ruoxin snorted disdainfully.

The next second, taking advantage of his distraction, she pushed him down onto the soft bed.

Panic flashed in Mo Chen’s dark eyes, and at this moment, the Little Ghost was pressing down on him.

He said sternly, “Get off!”

At that moment, his phone vibrated once again. Qiao Ruoxin took his phone and answered, “Wait another two hours, thank you, sorry for the trouble.”

Then, she hung up the phone.

Mo Chen’s hands clamped down on her slender waist with heavy force, as if intending to break it.

“Qiao Ruoxin! If it wasn’t because I can’t touch women right now, I swear I would make you cry!”

“…”

She looked into the man’s dark eyes, “Mo Chen, what is your heart demon? Why can’t you touch women?”

He was silent for a few seconds, then pushed her onto the bed beside him.

“I’ve forgotten.”

“What?” Her eyes were full of confusion, what did he mean by forgotten?

After the car accident two years ago, he began to feel disgusted by women, yet he had forgotten why.

Just being too close to a woman, a video of a man and a woman entwined would pop up in his mind.

Whenever he thought of that video, he would suffer splitting headaches, develop a fever, and be unable to stop vomiting.