Chapter 209: Plotting to Murder Your Own Husband? You've Got Some Nervel l

Chapter 209: Plotting to Murder Your Own Husband? You’ve Got Some Nervel l

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The girl was excited and thrilled, persistently snuggling against Mo Shiting.

She didn’t realize that this could lead to trouble.

Mo Shiting’s profound eyes narrowed slightly, tinted with a hint of red.

He endured greatly, trying to pry her grip from his neck. However, the girl held onto him stubbornly, refusing to let go.

“Gu Li!”

Mo Shiting called out her name softly, his magnetic voice wafting with dangerous emotions, “Are you, are you tempting me?”

The man’s warning was crystal clear. Upon realizing what she had done, Gu Li immediately let go of him.

“Brother Ting, don’t overthink. I didn’t mean anything. Hehehe, I was just expressing my excitement.”

While laughing, she quickly retreated and wrapped herself with the blanket.

Well, she should be safe now, right?

Oh dear, she didn’t mean to do so.

A pure and adorable fairy like her wouldn’t deliberately flirt with him, right?

Seeing her wrapped up tight, Mo Shiting frowned, “Do you need to wrap yourself up like a dumpling?”

“Yes!”

The girl answered confidently.

Mo Shiting teasingly asked, “What are you shy about, hmm?”

“Urgh, I’m feeling cold and not shy.”

Gu Li was stubborn and she wouldn’t admit that she was indeed embarrassed to be seen by him.

Although her sleepwear was conservative tonight, she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath, which made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

“Oh, you’re not shy?”

Mo Shiting took a meaningful look at her and nodded, “That’s right, you’ve always been generous. As your husband, I look forward to seeing how you’ll handle certain things in the future, Mrs. Mo.”

Gu Li clearly understood his insinuation. Her face flushed instantly, and she reprimanded, “Pervert!”

Upon saying this, she directly grabbed a nearby pillow and flung it at him.

Mo Shiting easily fended off her sudden attack, the corners of his eyes brimming with laughter, “Planning to murder your own husband? What courage you have!”

“Hmph! I’ll kill you. What then?”

“Bring it on.”

“Huh?”

Gu Li’s wide eyes did not have a chance to react when he suddenly leaned over her and pressed her into the bed along with the blanket.

The weight of more than a hundred pounds made her unable to move.

It was difficult for her to breathe so she tried to push his shoulder, politely laughing, “Brother Ting, can you get up first? I’m almost squashed by you.” “Squashed?”

Mo Shiting smirkingly propped himself up a bit, his voice dipping low, “Let me check.”

“Huh? Check… what?”

Gu Li blinked her curly eyelashes, unable to understand the meaning of his words at once. Until his hand slid up under her nightdress, covering…

Boom_-

The pervert!

He dared to…

Gu Li’s face flushed deeply, so embarrassed that she could not even scold anyone.

However, she didn’t want to stop him because he was her beloved and husband. It didn’t matter how intimate he was with her.

Seeing that she didn’t oppose, Mo Shiting indulged himself for a while before reluctantly ending this so-called “check-up”.

Both of their breaths were uneven.

Mo Shiting caught his breath and straightened her nightdress for her.

He looked deeply at her, and kissed her forehead, “I am going to take a bath.”

Before she could respond, he turned around and strode into the bathroom.

The bathroom door closed quickly. Listening to the sound of running water, Gu Li involuntarily pictured certain scenes, pulling up the blanket shyly and giggling a couple of times. Then, she couldn’t help but roll a few times on the bed.

“Hahaha…”