After accidentally sending a late-night reading to her ex-boyfriend

Mo Chenyuan naturally took the towel from Jiang Yue's hand, stood up, and patiently dried Jiang Yue's hair.

Mo Chenyuan's aura was not to be ignored; his breath brushed past Jiang Yue's ear, sending shivers down her spine.

Mo Chenyuan put down the towel, placed his hands on Jiang Yue's slender waist, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and looked down at Jiang Yue.

That gaze was too direct.

If Jiang Yue hadn't fallen asleep on the plane, Mo Chenyuan would have had some other thoughts.

After all, Mo Chenyuan had said that he would fulfill Jiang Yue's fantasies. Her story was a whopping 100,000 words long, and Mo Chenyuan only began to admire Jiang Yue after reading it. He never imagined so many scenes and actions.

However, when it came to actual practice, Jiang Yue was like a weakling.

Lately, I've simply stopped bothering myself.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Let's get down to business! If your parents knew you were thinking about all this as soon as you got off the plane, they'd probably call me a vixen."

Jiang Yue also felt that the style of the story had suddenly changed.

He was just explaining things seriously about his family, but now his gaze seems unclear.

"You've been ignoring me for days. It's normal for me to have all sorts of thoughts. Jiang Yue, I used to think I was being too cold. Now, do you want to see who's being colder between us?"

Mo Chenyuan wrapped his arms around Jiang Yue's waist.

Mo Chenyuan truly hoped that Jiang Yue was someone who was consistent with his words and actions.

This way, it won't just be about you constantly thinking about life for two, which is so tiring.

Jiang Yue didn't understand; all she knew was that Mo Chenyuan's embrace felt so warm.

This relationship developed so suddenly, without any apparent reason. Is this really appropriate?

"Mo Chenyuan, if Grandpa wakes up this afternoon, we still need to go see Grandpa and Grandma. It's not good for you to be doing these things now."

"You said it yourself, it was in the afternoon. You slept for a few hours on the plane, so you probably can't sleep now. You can't just sit here doing nothing. Our business was mostly settled before we came back. I don't have any work here, and you don't have anything else to do. Everything is going smoothly."

Mo Chenyuan tried to persuade Jiang Yue, his warm palm gently moving against her slender waist.

Jiang Yue became even more nervous.

She couldn't push him away, and Jiang Yue felt very wronged.

"Mo Chenyuan, I'm afraid of getting tired. I saw Grandpa this afternoon and I'm not in the mood!"

"It hurts me to just look at you like this! Yue, you can't take me for granted now that you've got me."

Jiang Yue had never been in a relationship before; it was her first time, and she was just curious. Who knew a man could change so much?

Jiang Yue's continued hesitant refusal was strange.

Mo Chenyuan didn't want to give Jiang Yue any chance. For this kind of thing, he still had to be shameless and persistent. Otherwise, how could Jiang Yue possibly agree?

Thinking it over, Mo Chenyuan picked up Jiang Yue with one hand and walked into the room.

"If you don't want to be called a vixen, don't struggle, don't shout. If you want to save your energy to see Grandpa, then cooperate!"

With a single sentence, Mo Chenyuan sealed the deal.

Jiang Yue can't escape today.

Even when Jiang Yue wanted to protest, Mo Chenyuan immediately shut her up.

How can he be so strong?

Jiang Yue remembered that writing about the male protagonist lifting the female protagonist up with one hand and kissing her was just a fantasy.

Just like all the girlfriends I've dated say, a man can never be as satisfying as the male lead in a romance novel.

Jiang Yue really wanted to give this sister a good whack.

Who says this is impossible? Mo Chenyuan is simply too outstanding.

He is very strong.

It's also very addictive.

Jiang Yue wanted to refuse, but she was held down firmly and couldn't move.

Gradually, they stopped wanting to resist.

Having someone like Mo Chenyuan as a person can indeed easily stir up one's emotions.

Jiang Yue unconsciously wrapped her arms around Mo Chenyuan's waist and responded to his kiss.

When he was in school, Mo Chenyuan was a top student. No matter what he did, he was able to quickly acquire skills.

The same applies to studying at times; Jiang Yue was the one who fell in love first, and now it's too late to stop even if she wants to.

Those outside were anxious, while those inside were entwined in a tender embrace.

"Mo Chenyuan, has anyone ever complimented you on your great figure?"

Mo Chenyuan's deep voice echoed in Jiang Yue's ears: "The only one I've ever seen is you!"

The warm breath enveloped him, carrying his unique, refreshing scent.

Jiang Yue's cheeks were burning hot. The compliment she had just mustered the courage to utter now sounded like she had started the trouble herself.

She instinctively tried to back away slightly, but her back was already pressed against the soft bed surface, leaving her nowhere to retreat.

"Stop hiding, you can't escape today!"

Mo Chenyuan chuckled softly. His tall figure loomed over Jiang Yue, his broad shoulders even blocking most of the sunlight from Jiang Yue's head.

"Curtains, do you want to do a live broadcast?"

Jiang Yue noticed this and spoke up uneasily.

Mo Chenyuan chuckled softly, "This is the second floor. Couldn't you come up with a better excuse? Did you expect them to climb a ladder to peek? There aren't any bored people like that in this manor. On the contrary, drawing the curtains only arouses suspicion. A-Yue, what do you mean by 'protesting too much'?"

Despite saying this, Mo Chenyuan still stood up and walked to the window.

He used to live here; there wouldn't be anyone that bored.

However, it's uncertain whether his boring parents might have ulterior motives.

Just as Jiang Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief, Mo Chenyuan grabbed her ankle, which was trying to escape, and pulled her in front of him.

Mo Chenyuan stared intently at Jiang Yue.

Jiang Yue felt her heart beating so fast that her chest trembled from the pounding.

Mo Chenyuan is determined to do something today.

"You didn't sleep at all on the plane, how come you're always so energetic?"

Mo Chenyuan held her, his eyes swirling with emotions she couldn't decipher, and said to Jiang Yue, "I was thinking about you on the plane, but it was crowded and inconvenient. Otherwise... do you think you could have escaped?"

"How could you even think of that!" Jiang Yue said coquettishly, thinking that Mo Chenyuan had really gone astray.

Mo Chenyuan reached out and gently scratched Jiang Yue's nose.

"That requires you to write it and broaden my horizons. Otherwise, with my brain, I probably wouldn't be able to come up with so many plots. I've read all of Mrs. Jiang Yue's works carefully, and after reading them, I only have one aftereffect: when I see the scenes in the books, I feel a longing and want to try them out."

As expected of someone who works in social media and writes their own copy, their writing is really good.

"you!"

Jiang Yue blushed and took the initiative to kiss Mo Chenyuan's lips.

Mo Chenyuan seemed to have figured out how to completely control Jiang Yue. After Jiang Yue kissed him, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, intending to continue his attack.