Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free

Chapter 651 - 661 Romantic Journey (7)

Qiao Mo held the bomb, biting her lip, hesitant to move.Such an embarrassing thing... how is she supposed to wear this...

Fu Nancheng stood with his arms crossed at the bathroom door, looking down slightly with a hint of a smile at the corner of his lips: "Do you want me to come in and rip your nightgown off?"

"No!" Qiao Mo clutched her nightgown tightly like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on.

Under his commanding presence, it took Qiao Mo more than ten minutes to finally change into the pink lace outfit.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Qiao Mo tightly closed her eyes, not daring to look up at all.

The only thing she was grateful for was that the outfit Fu Nanchen had brought today had more fabric than the one Yan Yiheng had given her before.

At least... at least the underwear isn’t just a few strings...

Fu Nancheng had been standing at the bathroom door with his eyes closed as if resting, and after a while, he opened his eyes to check the time.

Twenty minutes had passed since she went in, and he immediately knocked on the door: "Xiao Mo."

"Ha... huh?" Qiao Mo’s heart tightened, feeling extremely nervous.

"It’s been twenty minutes." His voice was calm, although not urging, the meaning was clear.

Qiao Mo was at the door, taking several deep breaths... her cheeks puffed up...

Finally, the door moved slightly, and Qiao Mo walked out with extreme awkwardness, sneaking a glance at him, then not daring to lift her head, always staring at her toes.

However, Fu Nancheng seemed to be intentionally opposing her, his gaze landed on her, slowly moving from bottom to top, as hot as igniting clusters of flames.

The outfit was mainly in pink tones, with thin lace fabric at the chest and a layer of pink tulle below the chest.

Qiao Mo didn’t wear the rabbit ears and tail, so her curls hung at her chest, accentuating her small face with extra pinkness.

The hemline used scant fabric, barely covering her small backside, her long, slender, snow-white legs made one have imprudent thoughts.

"Seen enough... if you’ve seen enough, I’ll go change back!" Qiao Mo couldn’t withstand his gaze, turned angry and embarrassed, and immediately spun around to return to the bathroom and change back.

Bastard!

Really embarrassing!

But as she turned, her wrist hurt, and he pulled her back.

Fu Nancheng lifted her up, placing her directly onto the bed, concentrated his gaze, and said in a low voice: "I didn’t look closely just now..."

"Rogue..." Qiao Mo covered her chest with her hand, her whole body flushed red.

He wasn’t annoyed, seeing her covering, his gaze landed on her waist, through the thin veil.

Qiao Mo bit her lips, this damned dress was too short.

"Xiao Mo..."

Qiao Mo involuntarily shivered, legs tense.

"Fu Nancheng... you... you?" Qiao Mo instinctively felt something was wrong, she always felt he wouldn’t let her go easily today.

But... but she’s still pregnant...

Seeming to sense her anxiety, he gently buried his head at her collarbone, whispering: "It’s been three months."

"Uh... huh?" Qiao Mo didn’t react for a moment.

It wasn’t until she fell into his deep, dark eyes that she lightly swallowed.

Three... it’s been three months already?

Is...is it this quick?