Mo Chuxi draped in a robe, half lying on the bed.
His collar open, revealing fair skin, with an alluring pose.
He raised his deep eyes, looking at the little woman sitting at the desk, eyes glued to the computer screen.
"Mrs. Mo, it’s time to sleep."
"You go ahead and sleep, I have to finish the drawing tonight, I need to discuss the competition with my master tomorrow."
"How am I supposed to sleep without you by my side?"
"Weren’t you sleeping just fine all those years I wasn’t by your side?"
Yan Xinxin replied smoothly without even lifting her head.
Mo Chuxi felt a block in his chest, really wishing at this moment that Mu Qianyuan’s primary personality could defeat this second personality, Yan Xinxin.
Because when she was Mu Qianyuan, she was truly obedient and well-behaved.
Whatever he wanted, he got without even needing to beckon her; she was like a clingy little kitten sticking close to him.
As Yan Xinxin was operating the mouse to draw, she suddenly felt a warmth behind her and two hands encircle her waist.
"Will you keep Brother Xi company and sleep together?"
"Mo Chuxi, don’t try to fool me, I am Yan Xinxin now, don’t think you can manipulate me."
Yan Xinxin saw through his motives and continued doing her work without turning her head.
Mo Chuxi glanced at the almost complete drawing, bent down, and pressed his thin lips gently against her cheek.
Yan Xinxin’s fingers trembled, feeling a tingling sensation.
"Mo Chuxi, don’t mess around, I’m almost done with the drawing!"
"You draw, I’ll not disturb you."
He said calmly, yet his hand was unruly, slipping into her collar.
"Ah, it tickles! Mo Chuxi, don’t..."
Her words of protest were forcibly held back.
She clutched the mouse, using the last bit of her willpower to draw a hydrangea at the bottom right corner of the finally completed drawing, and then clicked save.
Seeing Yan Xinxin’s hand released, Mo Chuxi scooped her up by the waist.
"I haven’t showered yet!"
"I was thinking of showering again, let’s do it together."
Yan Xinxin’s small face was filled with surprise.
She didn’t want to be entangled in water games with him again!
Previously, she was in Mu Qianyuan’s state, foolishly letting him be, but now she’s not that naïve anymore!
"Mo Chuxi, put me down..."
"You know? When you said you hated me, that feeling hurt more than a knife stabbing into my heart."
Mo Chuxi suddenly spoke, completely stopping her protests.
She paused, no longer struggling, letting him carry her into the bathroom without opposition.
Mo Chuxi hooked up the corners of his lips in an undisguised wicked smile, successfully coaxing Yan Xinxin into the bathroom.
He held her by the sink, letting her sit on it, then stood in front of her, pulling open the robe’s collar.
The scar on his left chest was glaringly prominent in Yan Xinxin’s eyes.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she frowned.
"It must hurt a lot, doesn’t it?"
Yan Xinxin reached out, carefully placing her hand on his scar.
"If it can make my darling not angry, any amount of pain doesn’t matter."
"... When did you become so good at sweet-talking?"
Yan Xinxin blushed, unconsciously softening her voice.
"Looking at the one I want to see, naturally, I’ll say the sweet nothings I want to say."
Mo Chuxi slowly parted his lips, lifting Yan Xinxin’s chin with his hand, leaning his handsome face closer, his breath gentle and warm, his lips stopping just two centimeters from hers.
Yan Xinxin was stunned, her heart racing.
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The deep magnetic tone tugged at Yan Xinxin’s heartstrings, making her a bit muddleheaded as she parted her lips softly.
"Good girl, Yuan, will you shower with Brother Xi?"