Chapter 693 - Stubbornness (2/2)

Her face was barely recognizable from his rough treatment.

It made her even more furious.

Reaching out a hand, she pushed away his shoulder with strength.

“Mu Sihan, go do it to your Xue’er! Let go of mーmmgh!”

Before she could finish her words, the man kissed her.

Nan Zhi froze for a second, before she regained her senses, wanting to push him away. However, he took the chance to push her teeth apart, his tongue entering her mouth.

The refres.h.i.+ng and pleasant masculine smell flooded her senses, the willful and wild entanglement came with a force that could not be rejected.

Slight stubble had grown on the man’s jaw, rubbing against her fair and smooth skin, p.r.i.c.kling her slightly.

With his tongue entering her mouth, her hands that were originally hitting the man’s shoulders slowly moved to gripping his s.h.i.+rt instead.

He only released her when she was almost out of breath.

A heat that could burn her was present in his depthless black eyes.

Pursing her slightly numb lips from the kiss, she was about to say something when he lifted her chin to kiss her once more.

Her dazed mind went blank once more.

She did not respond to the kiss, merely letting him do what he wanted.

Her bright and moist almond-shaped eyes stared dazedly at the handsome face in front of her. He was looking at her, his eyes dark like a depthless abyss.

There was no emotion in his eyes at all, and she was the only one who was heated up and emotional.

It made her even more annoyed, as she moved to bite his tongue with all of her strength.

However, he was extremely cunning, managing to avoid her when she moved to bite him.

Between the two of them, one of them was the attacking while the other avoided the other. Somehow, they started to kiss pa.s.sionately again.

In the end, she was breathing heavily, the color on her face like the cherry blossoms that bloomed in March, a fresh and pretty pink.

Leaning his forehead against hers, their noses touched each other. As their breaths interlaced with each other, their eyes looked at each other in the intimate atmosphere around them.

He lifted a well-defined finger to push the messy long hair by her cheek, saying hoa.r.s.ely, “You know of my weakness, don’t you?”

Hearing him say weakness made Nan Zhi’s heart tighten in pain.

She naturally knew of the weakness he was referring to, which was his bipolar disorder and also his split personality disorder.

Under the control of medication, his bipolar disorder had been suppressed quite well, making him less temperamental compared to when she first met him.

However, his split personality disorder…

Even though he was keeping his body fit to lower the chances of him getting a cold or a fever, he was still a human and was not made of iron. He could not be entirely sure that he would not get sick…

Nan Zhi knew that he was not finished speaking. She merely continued to look at him with her almond-shaped eyes instead of interrupting him.

People with psychological disorders were usually unwilling to reveal their condition to others, especially for people with exceptionally strong pride like Mu Sihan.

He did not look at Nan Zhi, his long lashes dropping as his voice seemed a little more low and hoa.r.s.e. “In the past year, I had been very scared of getting the flu. I was afraid that my Ye Qing personality would come out. I was not only afraid that he would hurt you, but also afraid that someone from the Royal family would find out about this and use my condition to target me!

“It’s impossible for me to leave the Royal family now, so I can only treat myself. However, medicine seems to be useless for me and I can’t use it to contain him. He will still come out when I have a fever.

“Amy went to discuss this with a top psychologist overseas, and she feels that Ye Qing’s personality isn’t disappearing because he has his own… obsession.”

Staring at the slight sadness that appeared on the man’s handsome face, Nan Zhi’s heart tightened. She raised her hand to caress his well-defined features. “Ye Qing’s obsession is Xue’er, isn’t it?”

Mu Sihan raised his hand to cover Nan Zhi’s hand on his cheek, the eyes looking at her turning darker. “I have to let Ye Qing see that Xue’er isn’t that innocent and beautiful young woman back then anymore, that she had changed and is no longer the untainted innocent in his heart.”