Qin Qin pushed Mo Yunchen to the doorway and opened the door for him, and indeed, Mo Yunchen couldn't stay any longer. He pecked her on the lips, his expression indifferent as he bowed his head slightly and walked out.
After Mo Yunchen left, Qin Qin patted her flushed cheeks.
In the dead of night, Mo Yunchen once again sneaked into her room. Qin Qin awoke from a kiss as usual, her voice lazy and sensuous, pure and enchanting. It almost made Mo Yunchen leave a mark on her neck because he couldn't control himself.
"Don't do this, Mo Yunchen."
"Qinqin!"
"Stop, I have something to tell you!"
An entire day passed without a chance for her to speak to him, and indeed, she had important matters to discuss. Truth be told, she even hesitated, fearing it would anger him.
Mo Yunchen's head was buried on the right side of Qin Qin's neck.
After a while, Mo Yunchen looked up at her, his voice still raspy, "What do you want to tell me?"
