Moo Huantong's eyes were hazy; his words were like adding sugar to bitterness, and the sudden sweetness made her unable to adapt, "Some words?"
Mo Beiyan saw that she believed him, "It's those words you mind."
He knew she must have heard something.
Huantong bit her lip, "…I didn't mind."
"Really?" Mo Beiyan squinted his eyes and suddenly reached out to tug at her loose patient pants, his movements extending inward, "Then let me see if your hole is still there."
Moo Huantong was shocked, but with her right leg in a cast and elevated, she was unable to resist, "Mo Beiyan!"
"Your mouth misses me?"
"You…"
Mo Beiyan leaned down and fiercely sealed her lips, almost pressing half of her into the pillow. Moo Huantong's eyes widened, the man's gaze roaming back and forth over her, gradually gaining momentum…
She panted, "No…"
Mo Beiyan bit her chin, "Still want to fight me?"
"…"
What was she arguing about?
