Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âBut that Huo Run girl is a fool and instead sent herself on a silver platter, so you simply just went the flow, and wounded yourself in the process, achieving your goals, right?â
â!!!â
Mo Ning lurched back hard as she met his unfathomable gaze beneath his spectacles.
Yan Sinianâs lips twitched as an alluring curve appeared.
âMo Ning, what are you up to?â
Mo Ning wanted to push him away but to no avail.
She took a deep breath in and laughed out of a sudden.
âWhat I want to do have nothing to do with you right?â
Lowering her head as she brushed her lips past his ear, her breath warm and her tone teasing. âCompared to this dour business, how about we talk about that thing I promised you about?â
âSure.â
Yan Sinian simply just followed on as Mo Ning changed the topic as he planted his lips onto her lower lip and started nibbling.
âI think the view here is pretty nice, want to do some 18-SX stuff?â
â....â
Mo Ning forced some distance between them with both her arms.
âIn case you have forgotten, I said no sleeping together, Iâm not selling my body.â
âThatâs fine too.â
Yan Sinian smiled as he whimsically blurted a terrifying sentence.
âSo tell me, how do you plan to kill Huo Yuntingâs wife?â
At this very moment, Mo Ningâs expression ran wild!!
In a fit of shocked anger, she swatted Yan Sinianâs arm away from her face as her expression turned chilly.
And the eyes underneath the glasses, turned even colder.
âYan Sinian, Iâm warning you, do not tail or investigate me anymore!â
âAre you threatening me there?â Yan Sinian smiled instead of feeling anger.
Mo Ning too had noticed that she had overstepped her boundaries as she took a deep breath and her expression mellowed somewhat as she tried to talk sense into him.
âI know, when you want to understand something, thereâs nothing you would not be able to find out. But my personal business is none of your concern, so why are you poking your nose into it?â
With that, she leap out of his lap.
Seeing the determined figure from her back, a glint flashed through Yan Sinianâs eye. Suddenly, he laughed as he tugged Mo Ningâs arm and pulled her back into his embrace.
âAlright, alright, calm down.â
His tone was no different than trying to calm a child down, it was so gentle that it would make beggars believe.
It was like a lover comforting his counterpart, at the same time, it also looked like a master trying to appease a grumpy pet.
All that said, if he wanted to know about something, he would naturally find out.
âSo now, let us discussed that request that you owe me.â
Yan Sinianâs warm breath rubbed against Mo Ningâs face as she sat in his embrace, his fingers dancing on her waist as they stealthily snuck themselves underneath her shirt.
âSince you know of the 36 stratagems, not sure if youâve heard of this, the honey trap?
â...What honey trap?â Mo Ning laid in his embrace as she looked at his lazy yet teasing gaze.
Yan Sinian blinked before smiling. âCan you dance? The type where you dance as you strip.â
The hell!
âI can.â
Mo Ningâs cold fingertip ran down his cheek as Yan Sinian grabbed her hand, and following that, Mo Ning felt a series of kisses on her hand.
She endured the discomfort as she changed the topic. âBut itâs already late, while itâs a good time to kill someone, the thing about the dance, letâs keep it for a better place?â
Yan Sinian stroked her waist and smiled. âYouâre talking as if youâve never killed someone at night before.â
âHmmm?â
Mo Ning was dumbfounded.