This semi-transparent "object" was a very thin, impenetrable barrier capable of withstanding attacks ranging from artillery shells to bullets and lasers. It had already been applied to the defense systems of spacecraft, but for ordinary people, it remained an unattainable luxury, difficult to secure even with a hefty sum of money. Yet, Mo Yinhe was using it as a cage!
Using a sledgehammer to crack a nut! This man... to capture her, he’d actually spared no expense?
"Baby, don’t even think about escaping."
The man, who had seemed to be sleeping more deeply than a log, suddenly shot out his arm. His palm, strong and powerful, firmly gripped Si Mingjing’s slender wrist.
Immediately, Si Mingjing’s body fell uncontrollably into the man’s sturdy embrace.
Her nose crashed against his chest, and Si Mingjing froze, her nerves screaming.
He had truly outwitted her! Si Mingjing hadn’t expected the man to be feigning sleep!
Actually, it wasn’t entirely feigning. Due to the drug’s effects, Mo Yinhe was indeed not very lucid. His eyes were wide open, yet he couldn’t see clearly, only a vague double image. But he had learned his lesson the previous night and would definitely not make the same mistake twice. He hadn’t only prepared surveillance cameras. One doesn’t easily reveal one’s secret weapon; otherwise, Mo Yinhe’s past twenty-five years would have been utterly wasted! Even Ye Shen knew nothing about the Force Field Protective Shield installed in the bedroom. Moreover, it didn’t use electrical power, so power outages had no effect on its function. So, he had succeeded.
Mo Yinhe, his consciousness hazy, loomed over her like a dark shadow. His low, magnetic voice was immensely pleased. "Baby, I caught you!"
Si Mingjing’s mind buzzed.
The drug wasn’t potent enough! she thought despairingly.
Si Mingjing’s entire body tensed, and she instinctively resisted. "Let go of me."
Mo Yinhe, his mind still clouded, felt her resistance. His arms suddenly tightened. A powerful sense of oppression spread through the room as he refused to let go. His chiseled lips, holding a hint of domineering tenderness, buried themselves in the crook of her neck as he breathed in her scent.
His eyes, though unable to see clearly, allowed his senses to genuinely discern the unique scent of his ’Baby’—it was unmistakable!
The next second, Si Mingjing’s voice stopped abruptly.
Because the man had suddenly captured her lips!
Si Mingjing’s eyes widened in shock.
The next moment, she felt like a soft, sweet cushion enveloped in the man’s embrace. A voice, overwhelmingly strong yet tender, resounded by her ear, "I knew it was you, Baby."
Even though his vision was unfocused, even though his mind was unclear, he just knew: the dragon’s pheromones emanating from the little creature in his arms belonged to his woman!
"You don’t know a thing!" Si Mingjing fumed internally.
So the man wasn’t lucid after all! Even with his clouded mind, he could still outwit her! She had underestimated him! The consequence of underestimating the enemy was being imprisoned in his arms, mistaken for Xiaobai’s mother! Once he sobered up and realized his mistake, he would undoubtedly be filled with regret. He’d probably brush his teeth furiously, perhaps even vent his anger on her.
Si Mingjing had no desire to become someone else’s stand-in. She struggled fiercely, using her hands and feet to pound at him. But Mo Yinhe’s strength was even more formidable than she had imagined. If he refused to let go of someone, you could saw off his hands, and he still wouldn’t loosen his grip by even the slightest fraction.
Deep into the night, the two silently wrestled, neither willing to concede.
Mo Yinhe seemed to be in a vivid dream, one where he had caught the woman he yearned for day and night. As long as he held on until he awoke, he would emerge completely victorious.