Young Master Mo’s Gentle Kiss: Wife, Won’t You Accept It? - Chapter 42

Chapter 42: Mo Shiqian, Are You Crazy?

He was kissing her. He was actually kissing her. He dared to kiss her.

Chi Huan was going crazy.

She was so petite that the man could easily imprison her in his arms. His arms and chest were like walls of iron, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not break free.

Mo Shiqian kissed her on the lips. He had no skills at all. He just followed his heart’s desire and the natural instincts of men. He wished he could eat her sweet and soft lips.

He had also learned without a teacher to put his hand into her clothes, searching for the soft breasts he had wanted to hold the last time he saw them.

She was sweeter than he thought, and also much softer than he thought, as soft as if there were no bones in her.

If he had received only a momentary infatuation when he kissed her, by the time he had touched her lips, he was completely absorbed.

Chi Huan was at his mercy. She had never felt so vividly the terrible physical difference between men and women.

Chi Huan beat him as hard as she could, but to no avail. She didn’t even know why the man had suddenly become so… The combination of intimacy and anger she had never felt before left her trembling and her mind blank.

When she was almost suffocated by his aggressive kiss, the man finally pulled away from her red and swollen lips that were caused by him, and then he kissed downwards along her white chin.

Chi Huan gasped and screamed as she pushed him. “Mo Shiqian, are you crazy?”

Just as she finished saying that, and with a whirling sensation, she had been pushed from being on top of the man, into the soft sofa and sunk deeply into it.

Chi Huan finally saw his face clearly.

His handsome face was right above hers and in his dark eyes were dark flames; he stared at her like a wild beast staring at its prey. His forehead was already covered with sweat, which made him look sexy.

Her chest heaved violently, and her voice also trembled with anger and panic. “What’s the matter with you?”

At this moment, Chi Huan was still not aware of what was going on with him. Was he Mo Shiqian?

The man flung himself across the little space between them and pressed down on top of her, with his dark, burning eyes staring at her unscrupulously. His thin lips were slightly parted and his voice was hoarse. “Chi Huan.” He called out her name, husky and calm.

Chi Huan looked at him in disbelief and something exploded with a bang in her head.

Her eyes widened and she suddenly gave him a heavy shove with all her might. Then, in the moment of him moving, reacted quickly and she rolled off the sofa and onto the floor. Her mind was blank and she only wanted to run away with her hands and feet.

With only one hand, the man picked her up and pushed her back onto the sofa again.

She was already frightened and crying. “Mo Shiqian, Mo Shiqian… Stop…”

Chi Huan’s pupils widened to the extreme and she was quivering.

“Be good,” he said in a low and hoarse voice, with his breath blowing all over her neck, “Or I’ll hurt you, hm?”

By saying that, he was clearly telling her that there was no chance to change what was going to happen, and she clearly did not have any room to escape either. Chi Huan sobbed and shook her head vigorously. “Stop… No, Mo Shiqian, you can’t do this to me, you can’t do this to me…”

The man’s thin lips were close to her ear, and his deep voice pronounced the judgment to her, word for word, “Yes, I can, and I will.”

She couldn’t believe this was what Mo Shiqian, who had stayed by her side for three years, would say.

At last, as if in despair, she sobbed with her eyes closed and ceased to struggle… but she violently trembled, even more than before.