novelraw Chapter 327 - 176. We are husband and wife, do I still need your permission to kiss you? _3
Chapter 327 - 176. We are husband and wife, do I still need your permission to kiss you? _3
The words stumbled out, "In the elevator... there are cameras, could you... could you pay a little more... attention?"She wore flat shoes, making her appear even more petite in the arms of the tall and robust Mu Jin Huan.
The woman’s pale face was tinged with an unnatural blush, and she dared not look at him. It was much more pleasant than when she coldly rejected him.
He glanced back at the camera in the corner with the red light on, his dark eyes calm, as he drew even closer to her soft body.
His well-defined fingers pinched her chin and lifted it up, leaving only a paper-thin distance between their faces. His voice was low and husky, sensual beyond belief, "With me blocking you, what are you afraid of?"
Recently, this man’s shamelessness had reached new heights. Nan Wan knew she was no match for him and forcefully pushed his hand away, irritated, "Move aside!"
But just after saying these three words, her wrist was twisted behind her by the man’s single hand.
Before she could say anything else that would displease him, Mu Jin Huan lowered his head and kissed those lips, refusing to let her escape.
Nan Wan’s eyes widened; this aggressive nibbling was hardly a kiss, the force of it hovered on the edge of pain, making her scalp tingle.
The elevator descended smoothly, the entire ride uninterrupted, and just a second before reaching the first floor, Mu Jin Huan withdrew from her lips.
His hoarse voice was pressed against her ear, "The moment I saw you, that’s what I wanted to do."
It felt as if Nan Wan was under a spell, or perhaps the lack of oxygen left her unable to react for a moment. By the time she came to her senses, he had already wrapped an arm around her waist and led her out of the inpatient department.
She shook off the man’s hand, looked at him with a cold face, "Mu Jin Huan, could you show me some respect, please?"
Her breathing hadn’t even steadied, and those eyes, filled with a glimmering of starlight, were still misted over, her cherry-red lips opening and closing.
This stirred an eager desire inside Mu Jin Huan.
Though it was late, there were still many passersby at the entrance of the inpatient department; he wasn’t planning on doing anything to her in such a place.
Even though he really wanted to.
With one hand in his pocket, he spoke with a noble elegance, calmly, "We’re married, do I need your permission to kiss you?"
Nan Wan stepped back, putting some distance between them, and retorted, "Didn’t you already sign the agreement?"
Mu Jin Huan’s expression didn’t change, "Where is it? Bring it to me and show me."
Nan Wan, "..."
Scoundrel!
Nan Wan turned and walked away, Mu Jin Huan stood there watching her back, chuckling softly, indulgent yet helpless.
Then he followed behind her at a leisurely pace, and before she could hail a taxi, he picked her up sideways and put her in the front passenger seat.
Then he quickly got into the car and locked the doors.
His actions weren’t gentle, but they didn’t hurt her either. Her long hair fell messily across her face; she closed her eyes, raised her hand, and tucked the stray strands behind her head.
Her chest heaved violently, "You make me feel frustrated; open the door."
Mu Jin Huan started the car, and after successfully diverting her attention, he felt in a much better mood.
The look of her outside the operating room had pained him.
He turned the wheel and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"I’m not eating, stop the car."
Mu Jin Huan wasn’t bothered by her harsh tone, calmly making a decision for her, "Then we’ll go home first. I’ll call the restaurant to deliver food; once you’ve had a shower, you can eat."
Nan Wan, "..."
She didn’t feel like talking anymore, turning her head to look out the window.
While waiting at a red light, Mu Jin Huan put on his earphones, and after powering on his phone, he called Secretary Tang, listed off a few dishes, and gave the address of Nan Wan’s apartment.
Nan Wan listened without showing any reaction, but inwardly, she’d already cursed him once.
Mu Jin Huan used to speak very little, but today he seemed to be on the wrong track; even though his body was tired, he didn’t show it, always finding something to talk about.
He told her where he’d been in the past few days, what he’d done, who he’d met...
Even if Nan Wan didn’t respond, he didn’t mind.
...
Mu Jin Huan quickly grasped the door frame of the security door, his dark eyes watched the woman inside the room with a smile that’s half laugh, "I rushed back to be with you, didn’t even have time to eat lunch, are you that heartless?"
After Mrs. Mu had opened the door, she tried to shut him out again.
"I didn’t ask you to accompany me," Nan Wan looked down, avoiding his gaze, her demeanor indifferent, "Move your foot, don’t blame me if I break it."