He took the lead, sealing her small mouth fiercely before Yan Xinxin could protest or scold him.
The night was hazy and elusive.
And on such an intoxicating evening, all he wanted was to pull her into the abyss with him...
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Over the next few days, Yan Xinxin stayed cooped up in the room, fully focused on completing her design draft.
Mo Chuxi brought in a small table, allowing Yan Xinxin to work on her designs while staying in bed.
She hardly ever left the bed, and even when she needed to use the bathroom, Mo Chuxi insisted on carrying her there.
She started to feel a bit regretful. Ever since they reconciled, he turned into an absolute demon at night, tormenting her to the extent that her legs were weak every day, forcing her to stay nestled in bed.
Even for meals and drinks, he didn't stay out of it. Yan Xinxin declared that she could eat and drink by herself, but he insisted on feeding her.
