chat. 。It was still the coffee shop where they had their first meeting, the same location, the same two people, but with completely different moods. 。"You asked me out today because of Lu Liming, did...Fu Mo'han stood tall, looking down at her. His tie was undone.
His neatly pressed suit and shirt were open, revealing a toned physique with a clearly defined six-pack.
Seductive, yet alluring.
He's a natural aphrodisiac, no need for any drugs.
But, Lin Jinran thought of the man's words service, duty.
A heart burning with passion, as if doused with a bucket of cold water, had sobered up considerably.
"No, I don't want that at all!" she shook her head, resisting the man's words.
She didn't want this at all, only for the physical pleasure of union, after which came a crushing loneliness and emptiness.
She doesn't want this, she doesn't!
Fu Mo Han's face darkened, "Don't want it"
Well, here we go again with the game of hard to get.
He lowered his gaze to the woman beneath him, her small face flushed red like an apple ripe for the picking, emitting a sweet fragrance.
His clothes were rumpled, thrown carelessly to his shoulders, revealing a pale expanse of shoulder and collarbone.
Fu Mo Han had never known that someone could make sensuality and purity blend together so perfectly.
"Well, don't you"
Fu Mo Han let out a low sneer, clearly disbelieving.
Those deep, icy black eyes held a look of disdain. "Lin Jinran, you've already reacted. What are you still pretending"
Those long, slender hands with rounded fingertips glided down her cheek, leaving a trail that felt like the spark of a wildfire.
Lin Jin's breath tightened, biting her lower lip tightly. She hated herself like this, and even more so, she hated this man!
A bitter ache spread through her heart. She knew, deep down, that there was no escaping a man's judgment. No matter how much she said, it would all be dismissed as excuses and justifications in his eyes.
What came next was only more humiliation.
There's no escaping, no running away. Unable to resist his bullying, Lin Jinyan firmly closed her eyes and turned her head away from him.
The clear voice took on a slight rasp and chill, “Move faster.”
Fu Mo's obsidian eyes narrowed, their depths terrifyingly dark and profound.
The woman's submissive nature made him very unhappy.
A wave of irritation arose in her heart, something she couldn't shake off. This Lin Jinran, he seemed like he was forcing her into something, pushing her against her will.
Fu Mo'han propped up his arm and took a deep look at the woman who was still biting her lip, seemingly coerced into reluctantly compromising.
His agitation grew with each passing moment, his sword brows furrowing deeper and deeper.
Fu Mo Han turned over, long legs standing up neatly, "Get out!"
Having said that, he strode into the bathroom.
Immediately following the earth-shattering "bang" of the door slamming shut, and the sound of the shower, faintly, through the tightly closed door panels, a weak, muffled noise could be heard.
After gaining her freedom, Lin Jin-ran was stunned for a moment before confirming that the man had truly let her go.
She didn't dare to linger, hastily buttoning up her already open suit jacket and jumping off the bed, fleeing Fu Mo Han's bedroom.
A moment later, Fu Mochen dashed out of the cold shower. His dark eyes swept across the messy bed, and his sword-like eyebrows furrowed tightly.
Physical reactions in the body can be quenched by a splash of cold water, but the stifling feeling in one's heart will only grow heavier and heavier.
Fu Mo Han impatiently swept everything off the nightstand onto the floor, still unable to suppress the feeling of unease.
She, Lin Jinran, is now his lawfully wedded wife. He wants her, anytime, anywhere, and it's perfectly legal.
Why, because she was unwilling, he had to endureng her away. "Don't get agitated," he said, "Think about your child."After Lin Jinran stepped back a few steps, widening the distance between himself and Mu Shaocheng, he said, "I'm not excited. I'm g...