Chapter 315 - Don’t You Want To Taste The Candy In My Mouth? (2/2)

How did he have erectile dysfunction? He was still as reactive as before.

“Kitten, let’s go do it once more at Kaiyue Hotel, I might be able to remember what happened that night if we do.” Burying his face into the crook of her neck, his low and husky voice trailed into her ears, too dangerously charming.

Nan Zhi pushed him away with her strength. Her blus.h.i.+ng face became serious. “Mu Sihan, who am I to you?”

Mu Sihan chuckled softly before he lifted his head and looked at her. “Who do you want me to treat you as?”

“If…” Nan Zhi thought about his ident.i.ty and status. Her throat was a little th.o.r.n.y. “If the test results this time say that Xiaojie is your son, will you fight for his custody with me?”

Mu Sihan raised his straight eyebrows slightly. “If the brat is my son, then it’s natural for him to stay with me.”

Nan Zhi’s heart tightened. “Then what about me?”

“You return to the manor as well.”

Would she return to the manor to continue being his servant, or his mistress that warmed his bed?

The melody of a ring tone interrupted them.

Mu Sihan took out his mobile phone and answered the call.

He grabbed Nan Zhi’s hand after the call ended and his fingers caressed her palm. “Looking at how you are now, I don’t think you can fall asleep. Come with me to a gathering.”

Nan Zhi shook her head. “I’m not going.”

Her thoughts were a mess and she was not in the mood to follow him to any kind of gathering.

Mu Sihan stared at her pretty face as his gaze darkened. “If I don’t take the initiative or force you to, will you never keep in contact with me? Or is it because you’ve been spending all of your time with your Brother Gu Sheng recently…”

Although he did not finish his words, it was obvious what he meant.

Nan Zhi was a little angry.

He always misunderstood her like this.

He had been all chummy with Qin Yubing recently, yet she did not question anything or accuse him, did she?

At the sight of the silent Nan Zhi, Mu Sihan’s lips curled up in self-ridicule. “Alright, it’s up to you if you don’t want to go.”

It seemed like he would not be able to control his temper if he looked at her for another second or said another word to her.

Nan Zhi furrowed her eyebrows as she stared at his departing figure.

Even from the back, she could tell he wasn’t happy.