Chapter 22 - 22 Mo Shiting, You Bad Guy!_l
Be a Good Boy and Marry Me
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âNo, no.â
Gu Liâs eyes flashed away, instinctively denying.
She made an effort to break free from his hold.
Mo Shiting wouldnât let it go so easily, slickly snatching her lipstick, turning her around and rolling her up in the blanket.
âAh ah ahâ¦â
Gu Li didnât expect the manâs sudden move and ended up screaming.
When she calmed down, she realized she was bundled into a roll and sent to the other side of the bed.
The blanket was knotted so she couldnât move, only her innocent deer-like eyes were visible, making her look extra funny.
Seeing this, Mo Shiting kindly helped her pull the blanket down a bit, revealing her whole face.
Seeing him calmly watching her while playing with her lipstick, Gu Li felt a sense of alarm, âWhat are you trying to do?â
Without answering, Mo Shiting directly swiped her cheek with the lipstick.
Gu Li finally understood what he wanted to do, and she screamed in excitementâ
âMo Shiting, you villain!â
âYou are not allowed to mess around!â
âYouâ¦you canât bully meâ¦.â
Though the girl dodged from left to right, she couldnât escape and could only watch him drawing on her face.
Mo Shiting was quick and soon finished drawing two turtles.
One on each cheek.
Admiring his masterpiece, he couldnât help but curl up the corners of his lips.
Gu Li was about to explode with anger, âLet me out now!â
âWhatâs the rush?â
He calmly closed the lipstick cap and picked up his phone from the bedside table.
Gu Li, looking guarded: âYouâDonât take pictures!â
âClick, clickââ
No sooner had she finished speaking than the sound of consecutive photos being taken rang out, at this moment, she felt like killing him. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âMo Shiting, you bastard!â
âBig turtle!â
âScumbag!â
âJerk!â
Seeing the girlâs incessant profanities, Mo Shiting raised an eyebrow, âIf you have so much energy, why not go back to kneeling?â
âYouââ
Gu Li clenched her teeth, fuming, she began to curse again, âDespicable, shameless, low!â
Mo Shiting stood up and looked down at her.
The manâs eyes were deep and unfathomable, casting a look that left Gu Li in a flurry, afraid that he might mention divorce again.
She shrank her neck, busy thinking about how to respond when he turned around and strode quickly away.
Gu Li:â?? â
âHey, let me out!â
âHey â
After Mo Shiting had finished grooming in another room, he put on his business suit and went out. On his way to the garage, he happened to meet Old Master Mo who was rushing towards him.
Seeing him, Old Master Mo shouted, full of vim and vigor, âMo Shiting, halt right there!â
Mo Shiting, hand in his pocket, turned around, âGrandfather, it seems your health has improved a lot.â
âDonât change the topic.â
Walking up to him, Old Master Mo raised his cane and hit him, âWhereâs Little Pear?â
âWhat did you do to our Little Pear?â
âIâll beat the hell out of you for only knowing how to bully your wife!â
Mo Shiting stood still, letting him hit him.
Old Master Mo hit him several times until he tired out and put the cane away, caught his breath and asked, âWhere is she? Hand her over!â
Mo Shiting jerked his chin in the direction of the villaâs second floor, saying coolly, âSheâs in bed.â
âIn bed?â
Old Master Mo paused for a moment, then understanding dawned and his eyes lit up almost immediately.
Though the villa had many rooms, besides Mo Shitingâs room, there were no guest rooms, so to say, Little Pear was sharing a bed with him?
Knowing his grandsonâs obsession with cleanliness, he wouldnât let anyone lie in his bed. Seems like, Little Pear was rather capable since she managed to win over this straight man.
Old Master Mo was quite content, Mo Shiting knew he had misunderstood, but he didnât explain, instead he said, âLet her rest more. Iâm going to the company..â