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Chapter 2: You’re So Good-looking, Come, Let Me Have A Kiss
Translator: Henyee Translations
Editor: Henyee Translations
She pounced forward like a cat, kissing the man’s lips, chin, and face. Her eyes grew misty as she muttered, “Xigu, you’re back… I knew you wouldn’t leave me.”
Mo Shiqian pulled her away from his body and carried her to the side. His voice sounded clear and steady, “Young Miss, I’m not Young Master Mo.”
How could Chi Huan listen to him at this moment?
She only felt hot, very hot. Only when she was close to the man’s body would she feel a little relieved.
Unconsciously, she threw herself on the man again as she said in a sobbing voice, “Don’t leave me, don’t leave me… Xigu, I won’t allow you to leave.”
Mo Shiqian dodged her to avoid her kisses. But since she tried to kiss him with unceasing abandon, she still managed to kiss him a few times.
Mo Shiqian restrained her with one hand to stop her messing around with his body and calmly took out his phone to dial a number with the other hand. “If a woman has taken that kind of medicine and can’t have sex with a man to vent it out, how can you deal with it?”
“Ah?”
“Answer the question.”
“Send her to the hospital?”
The man then said with an obscene smile from the other end of the phone, “Brother Mo, don’t tell me you have the evil thoughts but don’t have the guts to do it. What’s there to be careful of if the medicine has already been taken? Just do it!”
“…”
“Is it that the girl is too ugly and you can’t bear to do it? Come on, turn off the lights I tell you now they all feel the same. You should just put up with it.”
Mo Shiqian lowered his head and looked at the little woman who was messing around unceasingly in his arms. Her face was the size of a palm and her eyes were watery. She kept kissing him with her soft, red lips on his face and on his chin.
She was still trying to kiss him on the mouth.
His Adam’s apple moved up and down as he frowned, and he said gloomily, “Are you going to keep talking crap?”
“…Alas, it’s useless to go to the hospital. If you really can’t f**k her, just fill a bathtub with cold water and put her in it. She might feel very uncomfortable, but when the effects of the medicine are gone, it’ll be fine.”
Beep. The phone hung up and Mo Shiqian casually threw the phone onto the carpet.
He picked up Chi Huan bridal style from the ground and strode towards the bathroom.
Chi Huan wrapped her arms around his neck, her watery, sharply contrasting, black and white eyes were open. She specially picked the section of skin behind his ears to kiss and also didn’t forget to blow air into his auricle, which was both pure and seductive.
“A knight has picked up his princess. You’re so strong, I like it. You should also be very strong and fierce in bed, right?”
Mo Shiqian: “…”
He closed his eyes as his Adam’s apple rolled a few times and he was forced to suppress the scorching heat that was slowly rising up from his lower abdomen.
The man didn’t say a word. He needed to put her in the bathtub first, then turn on the water but Chi Huan hugged his neck and refused to let go. Seeing that he wanted to forcefully pull her away, she said unhappily, “Hug, hug.”
Mo Shiqian had no choice but to release one hand to twist the faucet on.
By the time the bathtub was filled with cold water, a few bright red kiss marks had already been sucked into existence on the man’s collarbone under his black shirt.
He lowered his head and looked at the woman who was kissing his chest heavily. Her soft lips were pressed against his chest, and the wet tip of her tongue occasionally brushed past, bringing out a series of electric currents.
His eyes deepened and dimmed as his breathing became somewhat chaotic.
However, there wasn’t any hesitation on his handsome and cold face. He immediately removed her from his body and threw her into the cold water in the bathtub.
“Ah…”
The icy water that was piercingly cold made Chi Huan scream.
Although it wasn’t the harsh winter yet, it was already late autumn. Moreover, this hotel was by the sea where the temperature was originally much lower than inland and it was also nighttime, so the woman’s drugged and weak body immediately started to tremble.
Chi Huan’s consciousness went dim, and she only felt very cold and wanted to crawl out.
Just as she reached the edge of the bathtub, she was pushed back in by the man.
Then the same scene happened again and again. Every time she leaned her body out of the tub and tried to climb out, she would be mercilessly pressed down by a hand, leaving only her head above the surface of the water.
Drowning in ice and fire was how she felt right now.
Her body was filled with endless surging dry heat and emptiness. At the same time, she was soaked in cold water and in despair. And that hand, which was always there, pressed her back in every time she wanted to get out.
She had never been so tortured, so annoyed, and so helpless in her entire life, except for the fact that she likes Mo Xigu.
She was Chi Huan who was born to be called Young Miss, God’s favored one.
Her Dad was the mayor, and her Mom was a well-known entrepreneur from overseas.
She started her career in showbiz at fourteen, became famous at seventeen, won the Best Newcomer Award at nineteen, and was now the most popular young actress in the entertainment industry.
Those who acted better than her were not as beautiful as her, those who were prettier than her acted worse than her and those who were prettier than her, as well as acted better than her, didn’t have as strong a background as her.
…
At two o’clock in the early morning, her consciousness became clearer and she could now clearly see that the man beside her was her personal bodyguard.
She lay on the edge of the bathtub, feeble and powerless. “Mo Shiqian.”
The man knelt on one knee on the bathroom floor and half of his black tailored trousers were wet.
His attitude was respectful and distant as he called her, “Young Miss.”
“It’s so cold. Carry me out.”
Mo Shiqian looked at her wet small face and asked indifferently, “Are you all right?”
Chi Huan urged him discontentedly, “Hurry up and carry me out.”
“Alright.”
The man got up, then bent over and carried her out of the bathtub regardless of her wet clothes. He prepared to turn around and walk out when she moved her face closer to his with her eyes wide open. “Mo Shiqian.”
“I’ll send someone to bring you a set of dry clothes later.” Her long eyelashes were also wet with water, which made her look not as arrogant or as seductive as usual. Instead, she revealed the expression of a pitiful little girl. “How long have you been working in our house?”
The man answered simply, “Three years.”
She tilted her head. “Do you think I’m pretty?”
He looked at her face, and after a while, he answered again, “Yes.”
Her hand slowly climbed onto the handsome and angular face of the man. She blinked her eyes as she said, “It’s been three years. How come I’ve never noticed that you’re so good looking… You’re more handsome than those sissies in the showbiz, and… not any uglier than Xigu”
The handsomeness of this man was not like Mo Xigu’s gentle and handsome appearance, but was a kind of silent and resolute manly toughness.
His pheromones on him were also very strong.
Mo Shiqian looked down at her silently.
Chi Huan pouted with her red lips and muttered, “You’re so good looking. Come, let me have a kiss.”
“Plop!”
She was thrown back into the water.
…
At four o’clock in the early morning, after soaking in the cold water for a whole eight hours, the medicine affecting Chi Huan finally faded and her mind regained all consciousness.
She sat on the bed while wrapped in a bath towel and allowed the quiet and indifferent man, who was standing beside the bed, to wipe her wet, long hair without saying a word.
Biting her lips, Chi Huan said coldly, “Mo Shiqian, how dare you. Who allowed you to soak me in cold water?”
The man’s expression did not change and neither did the rhythm of his movements. He answered her in a low and calm voice, “I thought that compared to losing your virginity to a mere bodyguard, you would rather be soaked in cold water, Young Miss.”
Chi Huan gritted her teeth, and she was unable to find any words to refute him.