Chapter 959 - Teasing Each Other (1/2)

Chapter 959: Teasing Each Other

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The temperature started to increase and the water droplets were scalding their skin.

Their passionate frenzy could be heard beyond the mist and frosted glass door.

The marks on the back of Qin Mo’s muscled back were a proof of their passion and those very marks shattered all of his resolve.

The sweet fragrance blossomed in the air, making it hard for him to control his strength.

Bo Jiu’s drenched silver hair clung onto the back of her slender skin.

In that instant, Bo Jiu opened her eyes in disbelief. She couldn’t understand how he managed to regain his strength so quickly.

This time, it was a bed.

There wasn’t much space on the single-sized bed, it was so small that there was sound produced for every movement. The noise made her bite her lips, a blush spreading across her body.

Qin Mo chuckled, reaching out to shift her wet hair aside. He glanced at her with a deep gaze. “What is it? Shy?”

Bo Jiu was still aware of where they were. She had to be on guard since there might be someone walking in on them at any moment. She tilted her head to the side, refusing to reply. She was at a mercy to the numbing sensation. Bo Jiu turned her head back, prepared to say something.

She was pulled into yet another round of fiery passion. This time, it was harder for her to keep from groaning. She gripped onto the sheets beneath her, turning it into a crumpled mess.

At this moment, Qin Mo was above her. His aristocratic beauty and his mixed-blood appearance was alluring and filled with a sexual seduction.

Her mind exploded. She could no longer think about anything else. Her toes curled up. Just the sound of his breathing could send her into flames.

That night, Bo Jiu was thoroughly educated on the stamina of someone from the army.

Those chin-ups and repetitive exercises were all showing its effects on the Almighty. He would never have thought to lose control with anyone.

Bo Jiu stiffened. She was exhausted and could barely form any words of rejection.

Qin Mo carried her, kissing the corners of her eyes. He whispered, “I’ll carry you to the shower.”

Bo Jiu was barely conscious. As all of her strength had been sucked dry, she could barely form any words and thus just replied, “Mmh.”

Outside, the sky were starting to light up.

They could no longer use the bed sheets, Qin Mo knew that as well. Young Master Qin would have to humble himself and serve her. It seemed like Bo Jiu was the only person he would ever serve.

In the dark room, the person in his arms had fair skin with the color of snow. In her half awake state of mind, she was more obedient than usual.

Qin Mo used his own body to provide her with warmth out of the fear that she might be cold. He pulled a towel over and dampen it slightly before wiping her hair and face gently. Qin Mo glanced down, kissing her temples tenderly.

Bo Jiu shifted, her intentions to sleep well delivered.

Qin Mo paused before he wrapped her in a big and fluffy bath towel and carried her towards the bed.

The single sized-bed was too small for the both of them, but Qin Mo didn’t seem to mind the intimacy it provided. He held onto her waist while clearing the sheets, leaving them with a thin quilt to cover them.

Afraid she wouldn’t be comfortable, he pressed onto her waist and caressed it gently, kissing the tender flesh at the back of her neck. As hot blooded as he was, he didn’t persist.

However, a certain someone was just like a little tiger, misbehaving in his arms.

Qin Mo moved her furry side, kissing her forehead. “Alright now, go to sleep. Brother Mo won’t ask for any more.”

Bo Jiu was finally satisfied. She pressed her face against his collarbone and shut her eyes. Her thick and dense lashes were alluring.

In that instant, Qin Mo had another vision. It seemed as though he had carried a younger version of her in his arms to sleep in the past. How was that possible?!

Qin Mo dismissed the idea subconsciously, but this was the third time he had such a vision. He started feeling suspicious.

Had he met her before? But that didn’t seem possible.

He had seen photos of her when she was younger, but they didn’t look very familiar.

Qin Mo didn’t ponder any longer since the person in his arms had occupied a large portion of his thoughts.

He watched as she laid on him quietly. Qin Mo tilted to the side, reaching for the phone on the bedside table. He raised it high and took a photo.

He didn’t post such a photo on his Weibo as some things were better enjoyed alone, especially when it was about her…

The next day, Bo Jiu awakened to the alarm on her phone.

The moment she opened her eyes, a defined face came to her sight. The morning rays splashed in, a bright glow coming from his muscled chest.

She felt vexed. Even if she tried to avert his attention, she couldn’t use brute force. At this moment, she knew she was in trouble.

She seemed to have gotten hooked onto sleeping with the Almighty. She was clearly at the mercy of his beauty. It would only get more troublesome because she couldn’t be sure what he would do if she left.

The best scenario was for her to leave before he knew of her identity.

At least she wouldn’t be hated this way. If The Almighty finds out that she was Z…

Bo Jiu shut and opened her eyes.

She was her after all, she wasn’t Young Master Fu. She couldn’t carry that identity forever. One day, she would tell him even if he faced her with his disgust.

Until now, she still wasn’t sure how she would face that disgust. That aside, since she had come back as Z, she was prepared to be arrested. She knew she couldn’t hide from him forever.