Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Accompanying Grandpa Mo Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Accompanying Grandpa Mo The living room was pitch-black.
Mo Chen leaned back on the sofa, letting Little Ghost start the movie.
“All set! Here we go!”
Qiao Ruoxin returned to the sofa with an excited look on her little face and hugged the man’s arm.
The movie began, “Spirited Away,” which they had watched countless times, and the man had grown tired of it long ago.
Yet the Little Ghost beside him was always as excited and thrilled as if it were her first viewing.
Mo Chen picked up the cigarette box from the coffee table, pulled out a cigarette, and placed it between his lips.
But it was snatched away by Qiao Ruoxin, “I’m trying to get you to watch the movie, why are you smoking? Does the movie irritate you that much?”
“…” He looked at Qiao Ruoxin for a while, then lifted her up and placed her on his long legs.
“I don’t like watching movies.”
Mo Chen’s large hand grasped her slender waist, finding watching the Little Ghost more interesting than the movie.
“You’re supposed to keep me company while I watch, can’t you do that?” she leaned against the man’s shoulder, her gaze fixed on the movie screen.
The man suddenly leaned down and kissed her cheek, his voice husky to the extreme, “Then will you stay with me tonight?”
Thinking about not seeing her for seven days, not being able to sneak into her room in the middle of the night.
An inexplicable frustration and irritability.
Qiao Ruoxin was absorbed in the movie, and distractedly replied, “You want to set conditions just for keeping me company during a movie? If I don’t stay with you, will you not watch it with me?”
“Mhm.”
And he still has the face to hum!
What kind of dog of a man is this.
She looked up into the man’s dark eyes; the next second, she moved closer to his neck and then bit down hard.
Mo Chen let out a muffled grunt, frowned unhappily, and looked down at the trouble-making Little Ghost.
“What are you doing?”
After a while, Qiao Ruoxin raised her head and looked at the mark she left on his neck, nodding in satisfaction.
“I’m leaving you a mark, to keep other women from clinging to you.”
Mo Chen chuckled, pinching her fair and tender cheek, “Such scheming?”
She huffed lightly, “That’s called wisdom!”
“Should I leave one on you, too?” the man raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of mischief flickering in his eyes.
In a panic, Qiao Ruoxin covered her slender neck with her hands, “No! I still have to record a program!”
The man narrowed his eyes, moving closer to her small face, and said in a deep voice, “Little Ghost, I let you bite me, and I’m right here watching the movie with you, will you stay with me tonight or not?”
“What if I say no?”
“Well, if you dare to say no, I might accidentally strangle you.”
Qiao Ruoxin looked at him amusingly and burst out, “I will!”
A layer of frost that had covered the man’s handsome features slowly began to thaw.
…
After the movie, Qiao Ruoxin went back to her room for a shower, put on a sleeping dress, and came to Mr. Mo’s master bedroom.
At this moment, Mo Chen was already propped up in bed, seemingly waiting for her.
Although nothing could happen now, he still wanted her to sleep by his side.
At least, he could fall asleep normally.
Turn off the light.
Qiao Ruoxin lay in bed, still keeping a sea’s distance from the man.
After a while, Mo Chen’s deep and authoritative voice came from the darkness, “Come here, sleep holding me.”
“…”
What a dog of a man!
He obviously wanted to hold her as he slept, yet he acted as if he was doing her a pitiful favor.
But obediently, she moved over and hugged the man’s waist, her little hand touching his abs, which were firm and taut.
Mo Chen pulled her into his embrace and grabbed her restless hand, “Sleep, no more touching.”
She smiled slightly, closed her eyes, and inhaled the man’s crisp, refreshing, faint mint scent.