Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Like Kissing You
“When I say stop, you stop.”
Ji Luochen was somewhat speechless and pulled the car over to a parking space by the road.
As soon as the car stopped, Mu Lingyun unbuckled her seatbelt, climbed over the center console, and sat down on Ji Luochen’s lap, then wrapped her arm around his neck.
“Mu Lingyun, what are you doing?” Ji Luochen furrowed his brows, his voice somewhat icy, trying to push her away but realizing he couldn’t.
Mu Lingyun was actually a bit hesitant, but to seduce her male god, she felt she couldn’t show any weakness.
So she cupped his face, forcing him to make eye contact, “Luochen brother, just now, were you jealous?”
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Ji Luochen could feel the girl straddling him, the softness of her body was so vividly experienced.
He felt restless and even had the urge to squeeze her slender waist, to break her apart and meld her into his flesh and blood.
“Nonsense.” Perhaps fearing that he might scare her, his voice was hoarse and full of boundless restraint.
“Liar, you were clearly jealous.” Mu Lingyun said, quickly pecked him on the lips before declaring, “Jingxin and I, we truly have nothing between us. I swear, absolutely nothing! Do you understand?”
Having said that, Mu Lingyun added threateningly, “If you dare say you don’t believe or understand, I’ll kiss you, until you do understand.”
Ji Luochen: …
“Mu Lingyun, have you lost your mind? You’re threatening to kiss me? To make me give in? Do you think in this situation, it’s the girl who loses out or the guy?” Ji Luochen was somewhat amused and exasperated, how had she learned to act like a hooligan?
“But I like kissing you, so no matter what, I don’t lose out,” Mu Lingyun continued to hook around Ji Luochen’s neck, saying without thinking.
After speaking, she realized she had voiced her inner thoughts, then she froze for a moment, but feeling she couldn’t show weakness, she resumed her forthright expression.
Ji Luochen was silent. He hadn’t expected the girl to really think that way.
So, he could only say in a low and hoarse voice, “I believe you. Can you sit over there, please? Be good.”
He truly didn’t want her to continue sitting on his lap, fearful that if she did, he wouldn’t be able to control himself.
Only then did Mu Lingyun contently slide off him and return to the passenger seat, sitting back down properly.
After she buckled her seatbelt, she noticed Ji Luochen had no intention of driving on, so she said, “Let’s go, drive.”
“Hmm.” Ji Luochen grumbled an acknowledgment, then pretended to adjust his clothes, took a while to quell the restlessness within him, before finally starting the car.
“How did you know that person was definitely not the real Y divine doctor? Do you know Y divine doctor, too?” After driving a distance, Ji Luochen finally recovered and continued their earlier conversation.
“I suppose… I know him?” Mu Lingyun said, feeling a bit guilty since she was somewhat deceiving Ji Luochen.
“Was it Jingxin who introduced you to him?” Ji Luochen kept asking.
“That… not really.” Mu Lingyun smiled, then changed the subject, “Luochen brother, when we get back, shall we have mixed noodles? Sounds good? I learned to make shrimp oil mixed noodles from Miss Mu a few days ago, I can make them for you.”
She really didn’t want to talk to Ji Luochen about the Y divine doctor anymore, because sooner or later he was bound to find out she was the Y divine doctor. The more she said, the greater the chance of a reckoning come autumn.
Ji Luochen could see she didn’t want to delve into the topic, so he nodded, “Alright, I’ll have them prepare fresh shrimp.”
“And green onions, ginger, garlic,” Mu Lingyun added.
“Okay, as you wish,” Ji Luochen nodded, his words laced with an unconscious tenderness.
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