Chi Huan only glanced at it, said nothing, and walked upstairs to change clothes.
Before he even took two steps, his arm was grabbed by a man.
He clasped her arm with one hand, and answered the phone with the other hand. His voice was his usual calm voice, "Man Yue, do you have anything to do with me?"
Chi Huan tried hard to shake him off and go upstairs, but failed. In the end, he simply sat down on the sofa behind him.
"I heard from my parents..." Liang Manyue hesitated for a few seconds, then asked, "You used to pay living expenses to our family every month..."
After a moment of silence, "What's wrong?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't know before. If I knew, I wouldn't let my parents accept it..."
Mo Shiqian interrupted her calmly, "It's a thing of the past."
Liang Manyue was over there, holding the phone firmly with her fingers, biting her lip and saying, "You have no obligation to give my parents living expenses. That money... I will pay it back to you."
The man said calmly, "You can pay it back if you want, but there is no need to pay it back."
Although the money was not a huge amount of money, it was accumulated over several years and amounted to a large amount. If she wanted to pay it back herself, she didn't know when it would be.
"Are you... okay with her?"
Mo Shiqian lowered his eyes and looked down at the woman sitting on the sofa looking at his hands wrapped in rice dumplings. There was a faint smile on his lips, "Yeah."
"Then I won't disturb you."
"OK, bye."
After hanging up the phone, the phone was still on the coffee table. Then he looked down at the little woman who was looking at him with her lips curled up. She raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "She called me. Are you jealous?" She looked unhappy. "Who's jealous? I'm going up to change clothes. Why are you dragging me along?"
The man half-smiled, "Changing clothes?"
Chi Huan didn't realize the reason for his playful expression until she went upstairs and he followed her upstairs.
"The cloakroom is on the left side of the bedroom."
"oh."
Chi Huan walked in and was about to close the door when she found a man following her in.
"… what are you doing?"
"Don't you want to change clothes?"
"Then you still won't go out?"
The man's thin lips pursed into a slightly evil smile. His eyes fell on her rice dumpling hands, "Can you change clothes with your hands?"
Chi Huan, "..."
Only then did she realize the problem.
Her cheeks suddenly became hot, and she immediately said with a straight face, "I won't change it."
While talking to people, he walked out the door.
With a neither gentle nor heavy sound, the door was closed first by the man's long arm.
The cloakroom is not big, but with a man and a woman in it, it becomes inexplicably cramped.
Chi Huan looked at him, feeling unspeakably flustered, as if his heartbeat was speeding up and uncontrollable, "I said I don't want to change."
The man pointed his chin, showing some leisurely laziness, "Pick out what you want to wear."
"I don't… "
"Aren't you going to take a shower at night?"
Her hands wouldn't be able to touch the water for a while. Even if she didn't take a shower for a day, ten days and a half would be impossible.
"You... didn't you hire a servant? I can just ask my aunt to wash it for me."
When she said this, she hesitated and asked a strange aunt to wash her... It was better to let Mo Shiqian wash her, since she had already been seen and touched by him.
She didn't like strangers touching her, but she was used to Mo Shiqian.
The man walked towards her and said lightly, "I don't allow others to touch you, not men, not women."
As he moved forward, Chi Huan couldn't help but move back.
I always felt that this man looked calm, but there was a strong aura of aggression exuding from his bones and blood, which made people palpitate and shudder.
There wasn't much space, and her back immediately hit the wardrobe, with no way to retreat.
Mo Shiqian stopped in front of her, holding his hands behind her back, trapping her petite figure in a narrow space. He lowered his head and looked at her funny, "Are you afraid of me?"
Chi Huan leaned against the wardrobe, stood upright, and said stiffly, "No."
Afraid, what does he have to be afraid of
Although he was unfathomably mysterious and his influence could be heard everywhere but no longer exist anywhere, Chi Huan felt that she had no reason to be afraid of him.
The man lowered his head and leaned towards her.
The clear and delicious smell overwhelmed her sense of smell, and she suddenly had difficulty breathing, "No... I don't want to change clothes. What are you... doing?"
The slender and well-jointed fingers held up her chin and whispered hoarsely, "Well, I'll change it later. Kiss for a while first."
As the words fell, his lips also pressed down.
Chi Huan pushed him symbolically, but he couldn't push him away normally, let alone with his hands wrapped into rice dumplings.
Their lips and teeth intertwined, and they forgot about each other as they kissed.
During this process, the man held her hips to a slightly higher place, and then she subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck and never let go.
After a long and deep kiss, Chi Huan's face became even more charming with the blushing color.
Mo Shiqian kissed her cheek repeatedly, seducing her in a mute voice, "Chi Huan, do you want to do it here?"
Chi Huan, "..."
She snorted in her heart, calling her Liang Manyue meant Man Yue. She wanted to sleep with her and even called her by her first name.
"No, I'm starving."
He stared at her with his eyes, said nothing, and put his hand on her lower back.
Chi Huan was so stared at that he panicked, "Mo Shiqian."
"Um?"
She pursed her lips, and her tone was half coquettish, "I want to change clothes, you carry me down."
The man looked at her face under her long hair, a smile appeared on his lips, and then he reached out and hugged her.
"I like to wear something looser at home, so give me that goose-yellow sweater."
Mo Shiqian hummed, and Ru Yan took out the sweater for her.
"Hands up."
The coat she wore underneath was a black turtleneck sweater. She actually didn't like turtlenecks very much because she felt that her neck was not free, so she wore it just for the sake of beauty.
Chi Huan looked at him nervously, "You... close your eyes."
Because the sweater was soft and untidy, she didn't have any base layer underneath, only a bra.
Mo Shiqian was half leaning on the wardrobe, a little lazily, "Don't close it."
Chi Huan, "..."
She curled her lips and glared at him, but unfortunately the man was indifferent.
After a moment of stalemate, she still raised her arms.
Although they had been naked before, the feeling was still different from taking off clothes in front of him. But if she was stuck in a stalemate over such an issue, it would make her seem so pretentious.
Mo Shiqian then came over and pulled her sweater up.
Chi Huan was shy after all and turned her back to him.
After taking off the sweater, underneath is the woman's fair and delicate skin, and a black bra that matches her skin tone better. Her seaweed-like long hair falls on her white jade-like shoulders, covering most of her beautiful back.
Sexy and picturesque.
The man's Adam's apple rolled, and his deep black eyes stared at the side of her face. He could clearly see every slender and curly eyelash with a pure outline.