146 Thats Cool, I Not Only Enjoy Cursing but Also Love Hitting People (1/2)

In the room, Gu Mohan sat at the edge of the bed with his posture straight. In his hands, he held on to a small spoon and was in the midst of making some brown sugar water.

”You're just in time, drink up this brown sugar water.”

Tang Mo'er climbed up the bed, she went near and placed her head beside the brown sugar water to take a sniff, before frowning and rejecting it.

She didn't fancy drinking brown sugar water.

Leaning against the bed frame, Gu Mohan held her delicate face with one hand. He placed the warm water right in front of her and coaxed her gently, ”Pinch your nose and drink it, your stomach will feel comfortable after drinking this.”

Tang Mo'er pouted before she drank two mouths of the brown sugar water how he had instructed her.

”It tastes so bad, I don't want anymore.”

Gu Mohan looked at her, she placed her mouth along the rim of the cup and used her tongue to taste the water, lapping at it like a kitten, before she finally took two sips of it unwillingly.

”Be good, Mo'er, drink some more.” His voice was slightly husky.

Tang Mo'er pushed his large palm away, ”I'm not drinking this, do you even understand how bad brown sugar water tastes… mmmー!”

Without any warning, he sealed her red lips with his, pressing against her with an irresistible force. A powerful, long tongue maneuvered its way into her mouth and licked her tongue. Gu Mohan spoke with a deep voice, ”It doesn't taste too bad.”

”…”

Pressing against his muscular chest with her delicate hands, she tried to push him away but he fed her another mouth of brown sugar water using his own mouth. He kissed her deeply and forced her to drink it.

Tang Mo'er was completely dominated over by him, she couldn't resist at all. It didn't take too long before she was overwhelmed, her breath completely smelled like brown sugar water but there was more of his clean, manly breath in her mouth. Damn it… it smelled so good.

A full cup of brown sugar water was forced down her throat in that manner. Placing the empty cup on the nightstand, Gu Mohan used the tip of his tongue to lick away the residue around her lips. ”Does the brown sugar water taste better when we kiss?”

Tang Mo'er's face was blushing beet red, her two hands were pulling his pajamas and she spoke while puffing up her cheeks, ”Why are you finding such shameless reasons just to try and kiss me?”