Chapter 258: Antidote 1 (2/2)

“Um!” Ouyang made a hoarse sound as he kept kissing Murong’s neck.

“Are we... In the pool?” Murong asked. Her skin turned lustfully pink as the incense kicked in.

When Ouyang’s eyes instantly turned alert and vaguely sly, he whispered, “Yes, we are.”

His thin lips were pressed fiercely against her lustful ones again. Ouyang threw his powerful arms around her slender waist as if he was about to absorb her body into his.

Tortured by the incense, Murong totally lost her consciousness and could barely breathe. So she kept shaking her head, trying to get some air, and pushed Ouyang away with her powerless arms. Her chic chignon fell apart and disheveled like petals.

A hairpin dropped right onto the back of her hand, the sharp pain of which made her come to her senses gradually. After she opened her eyes slowly with her eyelashes fluttering, she found everything strange, including the turquoise curtain, rosewood table and screen. She knew it wasn’t the pool.

Murong felt someone on her body exhaling warm air to her neck, which gave her a start. She looked down, only to find her coat taken off, two top buttons of the underwear undone and Ouyang kissing her on the neck.

As her eyes blazed with anger, Murong reached out to grab him by the lapel. She asked, gnashing her teeth, “Ouyang Shaochen, what are you doing? Is it the pool?”

“The incense is extremely powerful. Let me fix it, so you can suffer less,” Ouyang said blandly and looked at Murong calmly. He didn’t feel ashamed or awkward for being caught in the act of the wrong deed.

“I told you I need a cold bath, not this!” Murong said in a horrible voice with a glower at Ouyang.

“Chances are the cold water will cause a terrible cold,” Ouyang said in a low voice, looking mysterious.

“I’ve got medicine for the cold. It won’t hurt me,” Murong said word by word with an unusually determined look.

With an angry look, Ouyang caressed her pretty face, which was too smooth for him to get his hand off. “Are you sure you need a cold bath?”

“Uh huh!” Murong nodded fiercely. Her face was suffused with a flush and her bright eyes turned bleary with the incense kicking in again.

“Alright.” Ouyang nodded before he got off the bed elegantly. He walked to the back of the screen, carrying Murong in his arms.

“Where to?” Murong tried hard to maintain sober and looked at Ouyang blandly when the havoc kept wreaking.

“The pool!” Ouyang answered casually as he dashed forward.

“You must take me to a real pool, not another room,” Murong said faintly with a stare at Ouyang. She couldn’t trust him easily again since he had cheated her just now.