When Xi Muchen's lips covered those of Xia Wanwan, the girl let out a sound of contentment, like that of a cat. His strong male pheromones breached her last psychological defenses. Her body involuntarily pressed closer to his, her soft little tongue eagerly sliding into Xi Muchen's mouth, the kiss devoid of any technique.
Oh, what an impatient lass.
Xi Muchen regained control and deepened the kiss. It wasn't he who had been drugged, but as the kiss went on, it spiraled out of control.
The desire to possess her grew stronger, and Xi Muchen began to remove Xia Wanwan's clothing, his kisses landing densely on her body.
The burning breath of the man and woman threatened to engulf each other, their passions unleashed and poised to erupt.
The sound of knocking on the door unfortunately came at the wrong time, and the voice of assistant Cecile echoed from outside: "Boss, Doctor Wei has arrived."
"Bring him in and get the hell away from here!" bellowed Xi Muchen from inside the room.
The girl frantically tugged at his clothes, her soft hands restlessly sneaking under his shirt. Xi Muchen's body stiffened, an unusual sensation emanating from his lower body…
"Despicable little wretch!" Looking at the abnormally flushed woman beneath him, he struck her neck with the side of his hand: "I'm letting you off today."
Cecile, outside the door, revealed an expression of uncertain shock and asked Wei Yan beside him fearfully, "Doctor Wei, the Boss won't kill me, will he?"
"Don't worry, after tonight, I'm sure he will be in a very good mood and won't remember anything," Wei Yan said with an ambiguously teasing smile, his face exaggerated with wistful exclamation, "Our Little Chenchen, having preserved his virginity for thirty years—"
What Wei Yan imagined did not happen. As he turned to leave, the door behind him opened, and Xi Muchen appeared, still impeccable in his attire but with a facial expression that couldn't hide his frustration.
"Goodness, Little Chenchen, even for a first-timer, you finished rather quickly, didn't you?"
Xi Muchen cast a cold glance at him: "Get out!"
Wei Yan chuckled slyly: "Then I'm off!"
"Come back? Get in there!"
Wei Yan obediently entered carrying his medical bag and, upon seeing the unconscious girl, couldn't resist teasing: "Tsk, tsk... Little Chenchen, you even knocked her out!"
"Why would I let Dumb Little Young Master's woman be taken advantage of by you?"
Wei Yan couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Cut it out. Xia Family's Miss, how did she become your woman?"
"She will be in a moment." Xi Muchen looked toward Cecile: "Cecile, make a trip to the Civil Affairs Bureau."
Cecile's mouth twitched: "Boss, you mean now?"
"Is there a problem?"
"No, I'm on it right now."
As if! Who's working late at night! And Miss Xia is still unconscious; this is basically coercion!
Though he thought so, Cecile dared not voice it out loud. Before leaving, he diligently finished his work report: "Boss, the emcee who drugged Miss Xia took Xia An'an's money. If nothing goes wrong, there might be a group of reporters at the hotel tomorrow. Should we deal with these reporters?"
"No need." Xi Muchen glanced at Xia Wanwan on the bed: "Blind fools, using their heads for nothing but decoration, they deserve a lesson."
Still, he naturally couldn't let his woman be bullied.
When Xia Wanwan woke up, all she felt was a dizzy, throbbing headache, and the unfamiliar surroundings triggered her memory from the day before.
The realization that she had been drugged turned her gaze as cold as her heart, her hand unconsciously gripping the sheets tight.
Even though she'd been drugged, she had vague memories of being rescued, and she vaguely remembered the man from last night, elegant and noble.
Her clothes were in disarray, her body littered with dense kiss marks—so did she and that man...
Clang. As Xia Wanwan was still lost in thought, the bathroom door was pushed open, and a tall, robust male figure appeared before her.