novelraw Chapter 213: I Want You (7)
Chapter 213: I Want You (7)
Sure enough, Fu Nancheng pushed the paper and pen on the coffee table towards Qiao Mo.
"What?"
Qiao Mo was momentarily stunned, why give her paper and a pen?
Was he expecting her to write a pledge?
Or perhaps a self-reflection...
Half an hour later, Qiao Mo sat on the sofa, continuously poking her head with the pen, what else?
Don’t reply to unknown texts... don’t accept invitations to meet.
Block confession messages immediately...
Various rules, listing seven or eight items.
Qiao Mo frowned and pondered; it should be enough.
Fu Nancheng had been sitting across from her looking at files, his gaze uncontrollably drifting to the woman opposite.
This wasn’t a problem until he looked, and then he became a bit dazed.
Because writing on the coffee table wasn’t very comfortable, Qiao Mo leaned forward, her chest slightly exposed, catching Fu Nancheng’s gaze.
Uncomfortably, he shifted his gaze away but lost interest in work.
He reached over to take the content she had written, skimmed through it, and began to add notes above it.
Qiao Mo slid off the sofa onto the carpet, simply sitting cross-legged, with both arms crossed on the coffee table, resting her chin as she watched him write.
His handwriting was beautiful, bold yet sharp.
With her hand supporting her chin, Qiao Mo watched for a while, and her gaze involuntarily moved from the pen tip to his fingers.
His large hands were very fair, slender, and clean, with neatly trimmed nails, and his pen-holding posture was attractive.
It’s not fair... why do a man’s hands look so nice...
Quietly tilting her head, she raised her eyes to study his profile, with thin lips lightly pressed, skin as white as jade, long eyelashes like little brushes, just impossibly beautiful.
Before she could look any further, she met those deep and clear black eyes.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly shifted her gaze back to the coffee table, not daring to look at him.
"Look up."
"Huh...?"
As Qiao Mo looked up, his thin lips pressed against hers, he leaned down, pinning her onto the carpet.
With his arms propped beside her ears, his gaze locked with those obsidian-like eyes, his Adam’s apple subtly moving.
She stared at him in a daze, her heart pounding wildly, swallowing nervously.
When did he move to her side...
Just seconds ago, he was still across the coffee table.
"Close your eyes."
"Ah... ah?" Qiao Mo’s ears turned a little red, thinking that he was going to kiss her, and she inadvertently blinked innocently at him with her bright eyes.
A faint fragrance lingered at his nostrils, teasing him with an unbearable itch.
"If you keep looking at me like that... I’ll kiss you."
His low voice spilled out, and hearing his threat, Qiao Mo quickly closed her eyes.
But just as her eyes closed, his lips pressed down on hers.
Qiao Mo froze, opened her eyes, trying to move away.
But to her left was the sofa, to her right the coffee table, and he caged her in, leaving no escape!
For a moment, the two silhouettes were squeezed in the narrow gap between the sofa and the coffee table.
Noticing her lack of focus, he bit her lip.
Qiao Mo whimpered, her watery eyes filled with accusation!
"You said if I kept looking at you, you’d kiss me, but I closed my eyes and you still... still..."
"That’s why I asked you to close your eyes, so I could kiss you."
Qiao Mo was left a little bewildered by him, until he pressed his lips back on hers, she realized she’d fallen into his trap!
By his words, whether she kept her eyes open she’d be kissed, and if she closed them, she’d still be kissed...
Despicable!