Xia Qiaoan stood there, she turned to look at Li Mochen. Li Mochen was holding his phone, having just completed the smart home operation.
He locked the door, as long as he didn't want to, Xia Qiaoan couldn't leave today.
"Xia Qiaoan, I told you, don't play childish games."
Li Mochen said, standing up casually from the sofa. No matter how dirty and messy the white shirt was, it seemed like a deliberate pose on his model-like figure.
Disorderly and alluring, full of temptation.
He walked in front of Xia Qiaoan, looking down at the woman who wanted to manipulate him.
Xia Qiaoan wasn't facing this situation for the first time; she looked at Li Mochen, "Whether you believe it or not, I really came to thank you. It shouldn't be like this between us, always at each other's throats every time we meet."
Li Mochen pressed his tongue against his cheek, "Xia Qiaoan, only children casually throw things away, just as you casually discarded me. And only children will play when they want to, and run away when they don't want to, believing that everyone in the world will listen to you as long as you give them a candy."
Xia Qiaoan sensed a dangerous aura from him.
"Li Mochen, be rational, not everything is what you think."
Li Mochen approached step by step, "I only believe what I see. If you want to play, I'll play with you. How about we start from tonight, how about it?"
"Li Mochen, you're crazy," Xia Qiaoan retreated.
"Gratitude isn't spoken with the mouth, it's shown with actions, I've always told you that," Li Mochen didn't intend to let Xia Qiaoan go.
He realized that he had been too lenient with Xia Qiaoan. Once, twice, three times, and this woman thought he was easy to handle.
"Li Mochen, you're a human, not an animal. If you don't love me, you can't do that kind of thing, what's the difference between that and an animal!"
"Didn't your biology teacher tell you that humans are also animals?"
Li Mochen's patience was exhausted. How long had it been since he had been intimate? It was all because of this woman named Xia Qiaoan.
Then let this instigator pay the price.
He completely unlocked the shackles of the beast in his heart, he wanted to fully release it.
Xia Qiaoan couldn't handle it at all; she was carried horizontally by Li Mochen. Her struggles were like a tickle, and Li Mochen didn't care at all.
He walked into the room where they had spent countless nights of intimacy. Li Mochen threw Xia Qiaoan onto that bed that had been lonely for a long time, and then used his long legs to hook the door, closing it with a "bang."
He didn't give Xia Qiaoan any chance to speak, he didn't want to listen, he just wanted to do.
Once, twice, three times, still couldn't satisfy him.
Xia Qiaoan's mouth was filled with the taste of mint and tobacco, she was kissed to the point of suffocation, and she mumbled, "I...don't...love..."
Her provocative tactic failed; what she received wasn't a chance to breathe, but Li Mochen's deeper kiss.
But, Li Mochen, there's also a little life inside my body.
If Li Mochen was this crazy, that little life would be in danger.
"Don't, Li Mochen!" Xia Qiaoan shouted desperately, her nails digging into Li Mochen's flesh, Li Mochen didn't feel any pain.
He tore away everything that was in Xia Qiaoan's way. He wanted to torment her, but at the crucial moment, Li Mochen's force lessened, he tried his best to be gentle within his controllable range.
Tears streamed from Xia Qiaoan's eyes; Li Mochen saw them. He leaned down, placed her hand on his chest, and kissed away the tears from her eyes.
At this moment, there was no hatred, he just wanted to enjoy this moment.
It turned out that he didn't dislike women, and he didn't vomit at the sight of any woman's nakedness. When he was facing Xia Qiaoan, he was enjoying it, immensely enjoying it.
He didn't know how long it had been, but it was finally over.
Xia Qiaoan was already exhausted to the point of collapse, she couldn't open her eyes, and in her sleep, she felt someone bringing a warm, wet towel to wipe her body, very light and gentle.
Xia Qiaoan murmured, and then her forehead was imprinted with a kiss.
Whether it was a dream or reality, probably a dream, Li Mochen would never do these things for her.