novelraw Chapter 364 Year-End (7)
Chapter 364 Year-End (7)
Qiao Mo took a few seconds to react, retreating slightly, her small face burning as if with a fever of thirty-nine degrees, unable to muster the courage to lift her eyes to meet his gaze.Yet as she backed away, he advanced further.
Soon, he had her pinned beneath him, his hands propped beside her ears, enclosing her within the cage of his arms.
Qiao Mo’s eyelashes fluttered fiercely, each long, distinct lash trembling involuntarily like dandelions scattered by the wind, resembling tiny brushes concealing the restrained brilliance within her eyes.
Looking at the little creature beneath him, with her rosy lips and white teeth, he could only think of her as a budding blossom, ivory and slightly curled, with glistening dewdrops that made him eager to pluck it.
His Adam’s apple rolled involuntarily, he was truly somewhat restless.
Originally, he just intended to tease her a little, but unexpectedly, he found himself consumed with desire.
Qiao Mo lowered her eyes in a bit of a panic, her palms sweating profusely; if not for the bandages wrapped around them, she’d probably have soaked the sheets.
His warm breath fanned against the hollow of her neck, and she could even feel his presence just a few centimeters away from her.
He leaned down to lightly nibble on her pearl-like earlobe, his voice husky and ambiguous: "Are you full?"
Qiao Mo’s cheeks flushed even redder, unbearably hot, always feeling that his words had another infuriating implication.
One hand gently pushed against his chest, wanting him to move away from her a little.
But with the slightest move, she recalled the wound on his chest, and so had to pull back sullenly, looking at him with drunken, hazy eyes: "You... you should move a bit further away from me."
His gaze was deep, and he did move a bit away from her ear, but his thin lips brushed against her lips, bringing him even closer in another way, teasing her with a faint smile: "Do you... want to eat a bit more?"
Qiao Mo’s gaze dodged: "No... I don’t... you... get up first, I’ll go get some water."
She pushed him away forcefully and fled in a panic.
She hurried off the bed, ran to the table, poured herself a glass of water, and gulped down half of it, feeling inexplicably hot and parched.
Really... how will I eat in the future...
Lightly biting her lip, she clutched the cup tightly, not daring to turn around, always feeling like there’s a malicious wolf behind her.
While she hesitated, rooted in place too scared to turn around, a large hand deftly took the cup from her grasp.
She had barely been holding it, and he easily snatched it away.
"You... why are you here too..."
Qiao Mo turned around uneasily, taking two steps back until she was against the table, looking at the stunningly handsome man in front of her.
"Seeing you drink makes me thirsty too." He spoke lightly, a large hand fiddling with the transparent cup in his grasp.
Qiao Mo’s face turned crimson, rendered speechless.
After all... he... he didn’t really say anything unreasonable either...
As Qiao Mo watched him anxiously, his gaze lingered on her as well. He casually lifted the cup, his lips just touching the spot where she had drunk, a faint trace of her lips still lingering on the glass...
Qiao Mo stared at him wide-eyed, yet he paid no attention to the cup, as though it was all... an unintentional coincidence.
Watching as the half glass of water slid down his throat, she averted her eyes, stepping sideways past him with hurried steps, intent on escaping.
But after taking only two steps, he pulled her back, pressing her against the table behind them, fiercely claiming her rosy lips.