Chapter 77 - Running Away (2/2)

Nan Zhi sniffed and turned away. She did not want to talk to him.

They reached the sixth floor, and Nan Zhi took out her key to open the door. The man leaned towards her from behind and she jumped in shock. In reflex, she turned her head back, not expecting his face to be so near. She tilted her head and her soft lips brushed over the corner of the man’s mouth.

Nan Zhi quickly backed away, avoiding his lips but the next second, the back of her head was pushed forward and her lips were mashed against his.

“Mmh…”

Nan Zhi was almost suffocated by his kiss.

Knowing that she did not like to be kissed by him, he knew when to stop and loosened his hold on her before she was about to suffocate. Before she could rebuke, he interrupted, “You offered it yourself, there’s no reason for me not to accept and reciprocate in kind.”

Nan Zhi stared at him with red eyes, raised the back of her hand and wiped her swollen pink lips. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes sparked. She was captivating, especially when she was angry. “Young Master Mu, I’m not an easy woman.”

Mu Sihan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a faint smile, “I’m not an easy man either.”

“If you do that again, I will…”

He interrupted her impatiently. “Stop talking rubbish and go and cook the noodles.”

This man!

Every time he kissed her, his att.i.tude was worse than hers. Considering he was the one forcing his kisses on her, it was ridiculous. What an impossible man!

Nan Zhi let out a restricted breath with a sullen face. She opened the door and went in first, resigning herself to her fate.

After Nan Zhi went in, Mu Sihan put his hand into his pants, and readjusted the area that was swelling uncomfortably. He cursed inwardly.

It was just a kiss, seriously.

He smoked a cigar and went in after ten minutes.

Nan Zhi had already cooked the noodles. She put the steaming bowl on the coffee table in the living room. “You can eat now.”

The man looked around the apartment she was staying in obvious disgust. “What is this place? Is it even fit for living? Your living room is smaller than my bathroom.”