Chapter 1111 - 356: The Rings, The Zoo
The heavy snow outside rustled, while the two people inside slept profoundly. By the time they woke up, it was already near the end of the Late Shen hour.
Mo Yan’s face flushed red from sleep, as if she had applied a layer of fine rouge. She climbed out of bed in a daze, pressing and massaging her swollen forehead, and it took her quite a while to completely wake up.
Seeing Xiao Ruiyuan still asleep, a smile inadvertently appeared at the corners of Mo Yan’s lips. She tiptoed out of the bed, one foot already on the floor, and just as she was about to lift the other, her wrist was suddenly caught, and with a surprised cry, she was forcefully pulled back under the covers.
"Yanyan, lie with me for a while longer," Xiao Ruiyuan murmured without opening his eyes, half-pressing his body on hers, his head buried in her neck, his voice deep and hoarse, adding a touch of sexiness.
"Get up, you’re crushing me to death," Mo Yan gasped for air under his weight, her face full of distaste as she spoke.
Xiao Ruiyuan, however, thought the body beneath him was extremely soft, and not wanting to distress his beloved woman, he reluctantly propped himself up on his arm by her side, gazing deeply into her face as if he could never get enough.
This pose was too intimate, and being looked at with such intensity, even Mo Yan, who prided herself on having thick skin, could barely withstand it. A wave of heat crept silently from the bottom of her heart, making her already flushed cheeks even more dazzling.
"Move, move away, I need to get up and prepare dinner," Mo Yan swallowed and pushed against Xiao Ruiyuan’s chest with her hands in front of her. She was afraid that if this continued, she wouldn’t be able to control herself from turning into a sensuous woman and throwing herself at him. That would mean losing face completely.
"There’s plenty of time, no rush," Xiao Ruiyuan hooked his lips into a light smile, whispering low into Mo Yan’s ear. Whether intentional or not, his voice was a few degrees deeper than usual, leaving no room for resistance.
Seeing this, Mo Yan simply gave up resisting, her fingers unconsciously poking the hard chest above her, only to touch something even harder on her second poke.