Chapter 34
34: Chapter 34 Cost 1
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He just glanced at the food on the table and didn’t ask any questions, “Just got up?”
Mo Ran nodded.
“Did you…
have breakfast yet?”
“I did.
Go ahead and eat.” He finished answering and then went upstairs.
In fact, he had hurried back just to take her out for a meal.
Mo Ran quickly finished eating, cleaned up, and then watched TV downstairs.
She didn’t dare go up, for that would be like throwing herself into the wolf’s den.
The flickering light of the TV screen in the dim living room shone intermittently, her gaze on the television, but her thoughts drifting off into outer space.
A presence approached from behind.
Her shoulder was grasped, and warm lips landed on her neck, leaving behind a trail of burning ambiguity.
Mo Ran’s body stiffened, allowing the person behind her to do as they pleased.
Her head was turned, and her lips were promptly sealed.
Unlike the gentle kiss from earlier that day, this one was urgent and forceful.
Her head was tilted back involuntarily, enduring his passion, her neck sore from the strain.
A pair of large hands wandered across her back, the wrapped towel loose and at risk of slipping off at any moment.
She was lifted horizontally and carried upstairs by Gu Yixuan.
When Mo Ran was placed on the large bed, her body remained rigid, like a tightly drawn bowstring.
Gu Yixuan was somewhat helpless.
“I’ve given you a whole day to get used to this, why are you still so stiff?”
She didn’t speak, trying to relax.
“That’s better,” he said, pleased, curving his lips in a satisfied smile.
He continued to kiss her lips, pulled off the towel, and her perfect body was exposed to his view.
Just as he imagined, slender yet resilient, with curves in all the right places.
A dancer’s figure was truly different.
Gu Yixuan’s eyes darkened, his hands heated as they pinched her delicate skin, igniting small flames…
When he entered her, she felt a tearing pain, biting her lip tightly, she kept herself from crying out.
The passion overwhelmed her unexpectedly, and she felt as though her soul had departed her body.
Utterly exhausted, she didn’t even have the strength to open her eyelids.
In her drowsy state, Mo Ran tried to turn over but was unsuccessful against the solid wall she encountered.
Groggily opening her eyes, she first saw Gu Yixuan’s bronze chest and then, looking upward, his sleeping face.
His eyelashes were long, even longer than hers, his nose was straight and noble, like those of Greek sculptures.
His pink lips suggested that he was a man of unfeeling nature.