Chapter 927: Envy, Jealousy, and Hate Turn Bad (4)
Deep into the night, Mo Yan, lying in bed, was sleeping peacefully when suddenly she felt something as light as a feather brushing against her face. Half-asleep, she thought it was an annoying mosquito and waved her hand over her face, her beautiful brows slightly furrowing, clearly bothered by the "harassment".
A soft chuckle sounded like thunder in her ears, instantly chasing away all of Mo Yan’s sleepiness. She jerked her eyes open and sat up abruptly, only to hit her forehead against something hard, seeing stars and nearly biting her tongue.
"Ouch—" Xiao Ruiyuan inhaled sharply, rubbing the dizzy spot on his head, a bitter smile on his face: "Yanyan, are you attempting to murder your husband?"
He had looked at his sweetly sleeping fiancée and couldn’t resist kissing her cheek. He hadn’t expected such a hard blow in return—it was too quick a retaliation.
Groggy, Mo Yan looked at Xiao Ruiyuan in confusion for three seconds before she realized what she had done. She might have felt a little guilty, but after hearing the accuser play the victim, she held her forehead and resentfully said, "Who’s pretending to be someone’s husband? Did I acknowledge it?"
Xiao Ruiyuan was left speechless by the question, taking advantage to sit on the bed and gently kissing her forehead, cheek, and tip of her nose, before his thin lips finally landed on her soft pink lips, lingering for a long time until the girl turned red in the face and could hardly breathe, he whispered, "If he’s not your husband, would you let him do this to you, hmm?"
Mo Yan glared at the man who was taking advantage of the situation.
By the time the two of them finally managed to sit down properly for a chat, more than half an hour had passed...
With swollen lips, Mo Yan felt that even speaking was torture. She glared fiercely at the man who looked utterly self-satisfied, but inside she felt a deep sense of powerlessness: This man was getting worse by the day—no, he was not human anymore, damn it, he was like a wolf starved for hundreds of years!
Xiao Ruiyuan had no idea of the litany of complaints in his beloved girl’s heart. Seeing her deliberately sitting far away, he was filled with regret. He had reminded himself to keep things light and not to scare her, but he could never resist asking for more.