Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
She smelt a little like honey and peaches, but there was a faint floral scent too. The combination of fragrances made it impossible for him to pull away.
Mo Yesi’s tense body relaxed immediately once he pulled Qiao Mianmian in.
His mind finally stopped spinning.
At this moment, he was relieved, relaxed, and comfortable.
And he soon felt sleepy.
Mo Yesi gave Qiao Mianmian a gentle peck on the head and then shifted her head against his chest. “Good night, Baby. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
The following day.
Qiao Mianmian woke up and found that Mo Yesi was actually still in bed.
Right when she opened her eyes, she heard a voice coming from above her head. “Good morning, Baby.”
She looked up and her gaze fell onto those tender, loving eyes.
The man had one hand under his head as he lay by his side. The other hand was on her waist, and he looked like he was posing in bed.
Before she could react, he’d cupped her face and kissed her on her lips. “Why are you looking at me like that? You don’t know me anymore?”
Qiao Mianmian blinked her eyes a few times before fully becoming conscious.
She’d still been a little groggy when she woke.
Looking at the handsome face just inches from her, her heart skipped a bit.
But the moment she remembered what happened last night, her eyes lit up and then dimmed again.
She recalled.
He mentioned accompanying her to the hospital to fetch Qiao Chen. It was the weekend, he shouldn’t have anything to do in the office.
Actually, Qiao Mianmian realized that she had slept with Mo Yesi a few times.
But the last two times she woke up, he had already left.
This was the first time he was speaking to her when she woke up in his bed.
It felt… weird.
Her heart pumped more quickly as she pushed him away and got off the bed on the other side.
Mo Yesi smiled and got up too.
His black sleeping robe was draped around him loosely. After a night’s sleep, the sash around his waist had undone itself and now, his entire chest was revealed.
Qiao Mianmian caught sight of those chest muscles as she got up.
Mo Yesi was practically facing her with his almost-bare body.
She almost had a nosebleed right away.
“Baby, do I look good?”
He was evidently teasing her, and it left her tongue-tied. Before Qiao Mianmian said a thing, he’d come so close—his captivating chest just mere millimeters from her face.
The man chuckled. “There’s no fun in just looking. Want to touch it?”
Touch it?
T-Touch what?!
When Mo Yesi placed her hand on his own chest, and she felt the warmth on her palm, Qiao Mianmian finally snapped back to her senses.
She went red instantly.
She intuitively wanted to retract her hand, but it seemed like Mo Yesi had seen it coming, for he quickly pressed her hand against his chest more tightly just as she was about to do so. With a swift movement, he managed to get on top of her on the bed.
Qiao Mianmian looked up in shock. “Mo Yesi, you…”
The man wrapped her tiny hands in his and was now moving her hands around his chest, exploring slowly.