Chapter 131: Chapter 131: Not Married to Me Yet, and You Want to Control Me? Chapter 131: Chapter 131: Not Married to Me Yet, and You Want to Control Me? Outside the car window, night had fallen, and the entire city was enshrouded in darkness.
Mo Chen tilted his head down and kissed her slender swan neck, his voice hoarse to the extreme, “Little Ghost, no regrets allowed.”
“Why would I regret? Unless you have other bad habits, like domestic violence or something?”
In an instant, the amorous atmosphere was destroyed.
He responded coldly, “Not only do I enjoy domestic violence, but I also take pleasure in abusing women in bed.”
Qiao Ruoxin pulled away from his embrace, disbelief written all over her face, “You have that kink too? Mo Chen, you’re so scary… ”
The man snorted derisively, “Regretting now? It’s too late.”
She smiled lightly, her slender fingers caressing the man’s chin, “No regrets. We can abuse each other and see who has the colder heart.”
“…”
The next second.
Mo Chen pinned her down on the back seat of the car, held her face gently, and kissed her slowly, very tenderly and carefully.
She closed her eyes, actively responding to Mr. Mo’s kisses.
Her slender arms wrapped around the man’s body.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the car window.
Mr. Mo quickly pulled away from her lips and sat up straight.
Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t help but steal a chuckle, then slowly sat up and tidied up her disheveled long hair.
The man rolled down the window. His bodyguard, Xiaowu, stood outside, “Mr. Mo, are we heading back now?”
“Yes.”
“To Jiang Mansion No.1, or to the Mo Family Estate?”
“Home.”
“Understood.”
Xiaowu got into the driver’s seat and drove slowly out of the parking garage.
In the back seat, Qiao Ruoxin looked at the man beside her; his gloomy face expressed discontent and desire.
Leaning close to his ear, she whispered softly, “We can continue when we get back.”
Mo Chen’s brows slightly rose as he looked at her clear, distinct eyes and let out an involuntary laugh.
His large hand grasped her small one and then felt the bracelet ‘Mermaid’s Tears’ on her wrist. She was indeed wearing it all the time, such a good girl.
“Do you really like this bracelet?”
Qiao Ruoxin looked down at her wrist and said, “Yeah, it’s beautiful and holds a special meaning. I really like it.”
His fingers caressed her slender wrist, but his gaze lingered on her ring finger.
…
The Mo Family Estate.
After taking a shower, Qiao Ruoxin searched the bedroom and didn’t find Mr. Mo.
Finally, she saw the man standing on the terrace, smoking.
He wore a dark green robe, black sleeping pants, with a cigarette in his mouth amidst swirling smoke.
A hint of minty tobacco fragrance spread through the air.
She tiptoed over, hugged the man’s body from behind, and said in a soft voice, “Mo Chen, I want to smoke too.”
Mo Chen looked down, took her hand, and pulled her in front of him, saying sternly, “If you dare smoke, I’ll hit you.”
“Then why do you smoke?”
“I’m a man; it’s different.”
Qiao Ruoxin hummed proudly and snatched the cigarette from his lips. She took a drag, then ended up choking on it.
“Cough cough… cough cough…”
The man chuckled lowly, snubbed out the cigarette in an ashtray, and pulled her into his embrace, “Serves you right!”
“What’s so good about smoking? You’re not allowed to smoke anymore either.”
Mo Chen looked down at her delicate face and said in a deep voice, “Planning to control me before even marrying me?”
“So if I marry you, I can control you?”
“Yes, my woman can certainly control me.”
She laughed lightly.
“Little Ghost, when do you plan to marry me?” His voice, against the backdrop of the night, was lazy and seductive.
“Depends on how you perform.”
Mo Chen frowned, grabbed her chin, “Performance in bed?”
“…”
This man’s train of thought was indeed unique; could he think of anything else besides this???