Yan Xinxin raised the towel in her hand and threw it at him.
Mo Chuxi’s reflexes were quick, and the towel didn’t hit him.
But it seemed that his evasion only provoked her more.
Yan Xinxin reached out to pick up whatever was on the rack, and threw everything she could get her hands on at Mo Chuxi!
"Didn’t you want my concern? Why are you dodging!"
She shouted, a clear tremor evident in her voice.
Mo Chuxi suddenly sat up, revealing his lean chest muscles.
He picked up a bath towel to wrap around his lower body, water droplets trickling down his beautifully shaped upper body.
"Mo Chuxi, don’t move!"
He was just about to step out to stop her when he heard Yan Xinxin’s threatening words even faster.
Mo Chuxi halted, his tall, sexy frame standing there in the bathtub, his strong right arm wrapped in a thick bandage, creating a scene filled with a wild allure.
Yan Xinxin picked up soap and some small bottles, throwing them accurately at Mo Chuxi’s chest.
He didn’t dodge anymore, watching Yan Xinxin with wet, reddened eyes, biting her pink lips as she vented by throwing things at him.
"Mo Chuxi, I hate you! Why did you do this! Don’t you know how excessive your actions are!"
Her words pierced through his heart like a sharp arrow.
Both love and hate for me?
He lifted his deep eyes, stretched out his long arm, and pulled Yan Xinxin, who had run out of things to throw, into his embrace.
"Mo Chuxi, why are you so... mmm!"
Yan Xinxin’s words were cut off by Mo Chuxi’s lips pressing against hers.
She struggled vigorously.
Mo Chuxi furrowed his long brows and tightened his arms around Yan Xinxin’s waist even more, and seeing her still resisting, his arm strength lifted her directly into the bathtub.
Water splashed tumultuously beneath their feet.
As she struggled, he held her tighter, kissing her more deeply.
Yan Xinxin’s dress quickly soaked through, the unyielding embrace and his deep kiss only fueled her agitation.
Yan Xinxin reached for Mo Chuxi’s injured arm, her emotions in turmoil and pain, and with a ruthless heart, she pinched it.
Mo Chuxi felt a piercing pain.
He opened his hazy deep eyes and met Yan Xinxin’s tearful, beautiful eyes.
He released her lips, allowing Yan Xinxin to catch her breath, but then found Mo Chuxi holding her even tighter than before.
"You hate me, is that right? Hate me for digging up your daughter’s grave? Hate me for always ignoring your feelings and doing whatever I want?"
He spoke coldly, his gaze as dark and cold as a sudden change in the weather.
Yan Xinxin parted her pink lips, but retorted with defiant eyes.
"Then if I tell you, I’ve done things even more despicable than now to hurt you, what would you do? Hate me to death? Hate me for a lifetime?"
"What are you talking about? What else have you done that’s more excessive and despicable!"
Yan Xinxin didn’t understand, but Mo Chuxi suddenly pressed his lips into a smile, dark and enticing. Google seaʀᴄh novel·fıre·net
"Darling, if you’re going to hate, then hate thoroughly, and stay by my side for a lifetime to properly avenge me."
Yan Xinxin’s dress instantly tore into pieces in Mo Chuxi’s hands!
His lips descended once more, wildly invading!
His burning, water-dotted chest pressed tightly against her soft, white body, their skin in close contact gradually shattered Mo Chuxi’s usual composure.
"Yan Xinxin, don’t you remember anything about me? Hmm? That night, after all that we did, why do you not remember my voice, my scent, my warmth?"