Ch.502 Desire (1)
Gong Jue pulled the unwilling Gong Yimo into the room. Inside, there was a special scent wafting in the air.
She felt fine just before but now that she smelled it now, Gong Yimoâs face flushed.
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Gong Jue slightly lifted his brows. He was knowledgeable in all aspects so he differentiated the smell right away. Right now, he looked at Gong Yimo dangerously but also calmly as if he had gotten information against her and could threaten the little fox to hand over all the snacks?
Gong Yimo was speechless. What is this stupid analogy?!
As expected, Gong Jue walked towards the desk but Gong Yimo hurriedly pulled him to a stop and begged.
âGong Jue, arenât you tired?â
Gong Jueâs eyes were smiling but he acted indifferent and said, âIâm not tired.â
Gong Yimo suddenly thought of something. âThen are you hungry?â
She waved the sweet flat round cake in her hands and softly said, âLetâs go eat?â
Gong Jue couldnât help but chuckle but he still didnât let her go.
âIâm not hungry, Iâm not eating.â
âOh.â
Gong Yimo was at a loss of words. In the end, she decided to let him just go ask her. After all, she did nothing at all! Mn, she did nothing!
The moment she let go, Gong Jue glanced at her before walking to the desk. At this time, he first saw the lash and the half extinguished candle on the table, and the black rope on the ground. He lifted his brows slightly and in the end, sat on the chair that Longcheng Wuji had sat on. Gong Yimo lowered her head, not daring to look at him anymore.
âWhat is this?â
He calmly picked up the lash.
Like a child who had done something wrong, Gong Yimo said in a lowered voice, âLash.â
âThen what about this?â
She glanced at it before replying, âCandle.â
Gong Jue suddenly looked at her. âIt seems very interesting. Royal Sister, do you want to try it on me?â
Gong Yimo widened her eyes. âDonât, donât. This isnât fun!â
Gong Jue didnât allow her to refuse, ordering domineering, âCome here.â
She just told Longcheng Wuji that. What comes around really comes around.
Gong Yimo wanted to cry but had no tears. She slowly walked to his side. He then pulled her right into his arms!
âYou like playing like this?â
He suddenly closed the distance between them! When he asked this, Gong Yimo nervously shook her head repeatedly.
But Gong Jue continued, âItâs fine. You can play me like that in the future.â
Gong Yimo forgot to react. She had no idea how to respond!
At this time, Gong Jue took out the paper package from her hands.
âWerenât you hungry?â
Gong Yimo looked at him stunned. Can she be hungry right now?
Her dazed expression made Gong Jueâs heart soften. He couldnât help but kiss her face. Gong Yimo suddenly recalled having to resist. How could she sit on Gong Jueâs lap right now?!
But Gong Jue hugged her tightly in the next second. His brows were cold, eluding a murderous intent.
âOr do you want to keep on talking about these things? Royal Sister, Iâm really curious. How do you have these things?â His cold aura remained. âAnd a set?â
Gong Yimo didnât dare to move at all!
Gong Jue was satisfied now. He carried her while feeding her pieces of the sweet flat round cake.
Question: Are you touched when such a handsome and cool guy is carrying and feeding you food?
Gong Yimo: I donât dare, I donât dare.
Strange. What are these bizarre thoughts?!
Seeing how absent-minded Gong Yimo was, Gong Jue pinched the tip of her nose a bit angrily.
âYouâre in my arms but thinking of another man?â