She forced a calm smile and said, "You finished showering so quickly."
Gu Yixuan glanced at her indifferently, his gaze accurately directed toward Tang Song on the lower floor. The two men’s eyes suddenly met in midair, a standoffish atmosphere ensuing.
"If I had taken any longer in the shower, would you have gone with him?" he asked with a laugh, his tone icy.
Mo Ran reined in the smile on her face, responding indifferently, "I just took a call from him. If you want to overthink it, there’s nothing I can do."
"Is that so?" Gu Yixuan took a step forward, forcing Mo Ran to retreat a step back until her back pressed against the railings.
He stretched out his arms, resting them on the railings, caging her within his embrace. His pair of pitch-black eyes stared at her, silent for two seconds before he slowly spoke, "I doubt you’d have the guts, anyway."
He had heard everything Mo Ran said just now. Her words ’I don’t love you either’ pleased him greatly. Had Mo Ran said something ambiguous to Tang Song, his attitude wouldn’t have been as it was now. Read full story at novel⚑fire.net
Although Mo Ran didn’t want to get entangled with Tang Song any further, it was apparent that Tang Song hadn’t given up on her.
Gu Yixuan gave Tang Song another look, a cold smirk flashing in his eyes. What belonged to him, no one could take away.
He lowered his head, his cool lips landing on Mo Ran’s forehead, nose, and then her lips.
Mo Ran uncomfortably turned her head away, muttering, "What are you doing?"
"What, I can’t be affectionate with you?" His kiss landed on her neck; from Tang Song’s perspective, their pose seemed very intimate.
He clenched his fists tightly, a vein throbbing fiercely on his forehead.
"Don’t... here..." Mo Ran gently pushed against his chest.
Even without looking back, she could feel Tang Song’s intense gaze. At this moment, she felt as if there were thorns at her back, her entire body tensed.
Suddenly, Gu Yixuan wrapped his arms around her, holding her in his embrace, kisses falling one after another on her neck, making their way to the front of her chest.
Mo Ran was stunned for two seconds before she started to struggle, but he held her too tightly, and her feeble strength was utterly ineffective against him.
"Gu Yixuan! Stop it!" She reached to push his head away, but his head buried even deeper into her chest.
The bathrobe on her body became disheveled and loose, already revealing her round, smooth shoulders, her long hair dangling in the air, swaying back and forth, fueling boundless fantasies...