Chapter 281 - She Can’t Be Pregnant, Right? (1/2)

Chapter 281: She Can’t Be Pregnant, Right?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Nan Zhi did not think that he would be that fast to grab her hand and press it against his…

Her fingertips lightly grazed against his bulgingー

Ah!

He was making her go crazy!

She retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted. However, he grabbed her hand tightly without letting go.

“Mu Sihan, you gangster, a.s.shole and shameless person!”

His handsome and evil face was very close to hers. Her lips and nose area were covered by his strong masuline smell the moment she took in a breath.

Nan Zhi’s fair white ears blushed a deep pink. Her fingers had struggled to free themselves, but she still touched him there by accident. She could still feel it clearly over the fabric between them…

“Mu Sihan…”

The man interrupted her without a change in expression. His voice turned low and hoa.r.s.e. “I was so sensitive to you before. It would salute you once you gave it the barest touch. But now? You’ve crippled it from your kick!”

Nan Zhi stared at the man in disbelief, her mouth opened into a stunned ‘o’. Her tongue seemed to have twisted as she stammered, “H-how could that happen?”

She was not the one who provoked him first. Who asked him to force his kiss on her?

Nan Zhi used her strength to retract her hand as she glanced at his lower abdomen with a complicated expression.

He was indeed very sensitive before. He would have a ma.s.sive bulge after a short kiss or some light touching.

This time, it really did seem like there was no longer any reaction.

A bad feeling stirred in Nan Zhi’s heart. The man noticed the sympathy and panic in her eyes as he pinched her chin with his large palm to tilt her face upwards. “Kitten, I wanted to let you go at first, but then you had to do this. Say, what should I do in the future?”

Nan Zhi bit her lip again. To think she had injured him that badly when she kicked him. This kind of burden… It was too heavy for her to carry.

“Have you checked at the hospital?”

Her long and dense eyelashes trembled. With her creamy white skin, it was as fair and smooth like a peeled egg, while lips were moist, red and soft. Mu Sihan caressed the corner of her lips with one long finger. “How can I not have checked? The doctor said that I need the person who caused it to heal it. You have to think of a way to stimulate it.”

Nan Zhi’s heart skipped another beat.