Chapter 1650: You Really Have No Self-Awareness

Chu Yao was overjoyed. She casually placed the clothes on the couch, poured a glass of water, and planned to remove her makeup after finishing it.

Suddenly, a pair of hands wrapped around her waist from behind, pulling her into a man’s embrace. Just as she was about to resist, her body was turned around. In a few strides, she was pinned against the wall, and the fist she raised was caught by the man’s palm. In the tug of war, he directly slammed her hand against the wall.

Chu Yao hissed.

She cried out first, but didn’t feel any pain.

The man’s fingers were pressed against the back of her hand. The impact hurt his hand instead.

She turned her head to look, but her chin was tapped, and before she could turn back, he had already lowered his head and kissed her.

“Mmm…”

“Let go…”

“I’ll count to three, two…”

Mo Tingshen deepened the kiss, swallowing even the last breath in her mouth. His nose brushed against her face, and as the kiss grew deeper, the lines of his jaw became more sharp.

When he finally let her go, he still took the liberty of kissing the corner of her mouth. His dark eyes were full of aggression as they looked into hers.

He taunted, “One.”

“You!”

Mo Tingshen scolded her, “What do you mean ‘you’? You slept with me then ran off, and you think you’re justified?”

“I didn’t run, I came back for work!”

“Try telling me another lie.” Tingting.

With a guilty conscience, Chu Yao shrank her neck, “Don’t be angry, you don’t look good when you’re mad. At worst, I’ll let you sleep with me tonight, I promise not to resist.”

Even a man as composed as Mo Tingshen couldn’t help but inhale sharply at such words.

She spoke without any hesitation.

Two words immediately surfaced in his mind: ‘Heartless girl.’

“Cut it out, I came after you for answers. Aren’t you going to explain?”

“Explain what?” Chu Yao tilted her body sideways. As soon as she moved, Mo Tingshen, thinking she was going to run, released her hand and placed his hand beside her shoulder. Chu Yao leaned against his arm, discreetly reaching down, “In this kind of situation, isn’t it usually the woman who suffers?”

Mo Tingshen didn’t even lower his eyes, accurately catching her hand.

He laughed in exasperation, “Between you and me, who do you think has suffered more?”

Chu Yao smiled at him. Just as Mo Tingshen sensed something wasn’t right, she grabbed his hand and pressed it against her left chest.

“I don’t know, brother, why don’t you feel for yourself,” she said.

“Chu Yao!” Mo Tingshen bristled instantly.

“I’m right here.”

Mo Tingshen was at her mercy. Even though they had done the most intimate things the night before, and he couldn’t get enough of her, he still couldn’t suddenly take such a big step forward.

He hesitated not because of lust, but because her teasing left him dumbfounded.

Once he snapped back to reality, he immediately withdrew his hand.

Which earned him a mocking laughter from her, “You act all reserved after getting dressed, who was the one on top last night…”

Mo Tingshen sealed her mouth with a kiss.

This time, his kiss was especially forceful.

Almost painfully so.

Hearing her suppressed, soft hiss, he softened, gradually pulling away from a deep kiss to a pecking one. She responded to each kiss, but something was increasingly off. At first, her eyes were closed, then she slowly opened them, the emotions and teasing in her eyes were blatant.

No matter how many kisses he gave, she responded with pouty lips.

Mo Tingshen couldn’t withstand being stared at by her at such close range.

It always felt like a cat playing with a mouse, and he was the mouse.

His fingers pressed against her lips, gently, slowly stroking back and forth, and when he spoke, his voice was hoarse beyond recognition.

“In the past, I couldn’t handle you. If you anger me again, I’ll just block you like this. Otherwise, your mouth will be the death of me someday.”