His eyes darkened as his blood boiled within him. He lifted a hand to her head, deepening the kiss, while the other hand unconsciously caressed her delicate, soft, smooth, and pale back.
Just as he was about to roll over and pin Su Wanxia down, a startled cry interrupted his next move.
Instantly, Mu Yingchen quickly grabbed the blanket from the bed to wrap up the exposed Su Wanxia securely.
Then, he turned around with a dark face, glaring at the several people standing at the bedroom door.
Yan Yirou, Mu Feng, Ji Hua, and Mu Chuyang stood frozen in place, not daring to breathe. My God! What had they seen?
They had always known their omnipotent, coldly noble, imperiously domineering big brother to be unassailable, but there he was, with Wanxia on top of him... This news was too explosive, it overwhelmed their fragile spirits, leaving them unable to take it all in at once.
Yan Yirou looked up at the swathed Su Wanxia with admiration. Wanxia was truly formidable; truly worthy of her reputation as the top student and school beauty of Hill University. Even this domineering, icy mountain of a man had been conquered by her, a true superwoman among tough girls!
Mu Yingchen's face grew even darker, and the others felt a chill; the temperature in the room seemed to drop to zero degrees Celsius.
Only then did they realize their intrusion had spoiled someone's good time.
"Well, I heard Wanxia crying bitterly, so I was worried and came to check," Yan Yirou said, her voice fading away toward the end, then carefully retreated behind Mu Feng and the others.
Mu Feng chuckled and said, "They made me do it. It's not my fault," then pointed at Ji Hua and Mu Chuyang with his hand.
Mu Chuyang quickly waved his hands: "I did knock on the door, I even called you in the living room, but with no response, we thought something had happened." In truth, he had wanted to come in to see for himself long ago.
Then he hid behind Ji Hua. Ji Hua, facing Mu Yingchen's chilling, murderous gaze, braced himself and said unconvincingly, "We did announce ourselves... um." We didn't mean to interfere with your good time, right?
"Out!" Mu Yingchen barked coldly. Underneath the blanket, Su Wanxia was randomly igniting fires on his body; he had almost lost control just now.
Yan Yirou and the others scurried out like they'd received a pardon.
"My God! That was too steamy, the news too explosive," Mu Chuyang murmured, still unsettled.
"Ah, only Wanxia dares to do this to our big brother,"
"Yeah, who would have thought, after six years, big brother still dotes on her like this"
"Big brother's nemesis is destined to be Wanxia," Ji Hua dropped this comment.
Only then did Yan Yirou snap back to her senses. She wasn't an employee under Mu Yingchen, so what was she so scared of? And anyway, Mu Yingchen hadn't asked for her permission before Wanxia had, um, no, before Wanxia had pinned him down. Hold on, wasn't that consensual? What right did she have to stop them...?
Inside the room, Su Wanxia suddenly felt a wave of nausea and, with her cleanliness streak, got up groggily to find the bathroom. Mu Yingchen saw that she wasn't right and intended to pick her up, but she shook him off and clumsily got out of bed, covering her mouth.
He then realised what she intended to do and supported her to the bathroom, where Su Wanxia immediately began to throw up. Mu Yingchen frowned and gently patted her back. This woman just couldn't handle her liquor; drinking always led to such dramatics.
Su Wanxia might have truly been exhausted; after vomiting, she leaned weakly on Mu Yingchen, unable to even open her eyes.
Mu Yingchen carefully helped her rinse her mouth, then carried her back to the bed and covered her with the blanket. Only then did she hum softly twice before drifting into a deep sleep.
Watching Su Wanxia finally settle down to sleep, Mu Yingchen let out a full breath of relief. Unconsciously, he tucked in the corner of the blanket for her, but as he withdrew his hand, his long fingers hesitated in mid-air.
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Such a familiar scene, he remembered, six years ago, just like this time, he also stayed up all night tending to her when she was drunk. Why, after six years apart, could he still take care of her with such practiced ease?
Why did he lose himself every time he encountered her?
His slender fingers gently caressed that angelic face, love entwining within his obsidian eyes.
This face... it had become increasingly delicate, more and more beautiful.
His fingers lightly brushed across Su Wanxia's face, but it was she... she was the one... who had once hurt him so cruelly. She had barged into his world and, just as he was deeply ensnared, she turned away with a flick of her wrist, vanishing without a trace.
She had no idea how frantically he had searched for her all over the world after she left!
At this thought, agony swirled in Mu Yingchen's eyes, and his fingers clenched tightly together.
He had foolishly thought her return this time might have something to do with him, but only today had he realized that, if not for the Bali Island project, she likely would not have come back.
A reluctant smile appeared on his perfect lips. He leaned down, pressed a gentle kiss on her pure forehead, and then stood up and left.
The four people outside the door were listening with bated breath, all piled up like a house of cards. Suddenly, as the door opened, they lost their balance and tumbled to the ground.
"Damn it, Mu Chuyang, you're as heavy as a pig, get up quickly!"
"Madam, stop yelling, I'm almost smashed to death here."
Yan Yirou's mouth twitched, it seemed she was the one underneath everyone, wasn't she? Despite having a human cushion, they were still complaining endlessly.
"Are you even a man? Guess who's on the bottom, me!"
Mu Feng and Ji Hua were less disheveled, slowly getting up and awkwardly standing to the side.
Mu Yingchen swept a glance over the group expressionlessly, then said to the rising Yan Yirou with an indifferent tone, "You go in and watch over her, and don't tell her about what happened tonight." After speaking, he gave a cold look to Mu Feng, Ji Hua, and Mu Chuyang, his gaze was practically a naked threat!
Yan Yirou gave an "Oh" and headed inside.
Mu Yingchen closed the door and walked away coolly.
Mu Feng, Ji Hua, and Mu Chuyang did not dare to say much, quickly following behind him.
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Su Wanxia felt her head was about to explode, aching terribly. She raised her hand to rub her temples, and then lazily stretched.
"Hm?" Suddenly, she felt her hand touch someone, her mind alert, and she instantly sat up in bed, opening her sore eyes to look beside her.
When she saw the deeply sleeping person, she breathed a sigh of relief, nearly scared to death. She wondered how there could be someone else on her bed but then realized it was Yan Yirou.
Feeling groggy, she couldn't help but flop back onto the bed, but then, as if realizing something, she opened her eyes; this wasn't her room. Turning her head around, she scanned the place. A hotel?
Furrowing her brow in confusion, why was she here? Frustrated, she rubbed her head. Damn it all! She couldn't remember anything after returning to the event with Yirou yesterday. Her head was throbbing so intensely, could it be because she got drunk last night?
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