He bent down to pull over her shoulder, only to find that she had... fallen asleep...
Even lightly snoring.
Moh Shiche, "..."
This damn woman... definitely did it on purpose.
His tense and stiff figure stood by the bed for a long time, his chest heaving with anger, his handsome face dark and cold, but in the end, he still didn't wake her, who claimed to be very tired.
After a while, the man turned and walked towards the bathroom.
With the dominant and chilling aura gone from her side, Luo Qiangwei slowly opened her eyes, gazing somewhat dazedly at the beautiful night sky outside the window filled with stars.
She didn't want to become the object of his desire when lust struck, nor did she want to experience the embarrassment and awkwardness of being coldly pushed away and dismissed by him.
Such despair and pain, once in a lifetime was enough.
It was better this way.
She didn't want to hurt anymore, and she definitely... wouldn't let herself hurt again!
......
The next morning.
When Luo Qiangwei woke up, she felt comfortable all over. She squinted and stretched, only to find her legs were entwined and she couldn't move at all.
Turning her face, she saw the man's magnified and clear handsome face. His thick and long eyelashes, the philtrum beneath his high nose, and his thin lips slightly pursed. He was wearing a black tight vest, revealing most of his well-defined and muscular upper body.
His hand was also casually draped over her slim waist, and the position of his palm... was right beneath her left breast...
It looked as if his palm was snugly cradling her softness.
Luo Qiangwei was stunned for a few seconds before suddenly sitting up and kicking out, "Moh Shiche! Why are you in my bed?!"
Moh Shiche was directly awakened by the kick. His handsome eyes slightly opened, looking at her with a touch of morning laziness, "This is also my room, why can't I be on the bed?"
She bit her lip in frustration, "Who allowed you to hold me while sleeping?! And took the opportunity to touch me!"
"I didn't hold you," Moh Shiche sat up, his slightly disheveled short hair catching the morning light in a sexy, casual manner that was heart-stirring, "It was you who wrapped around me after you fell asleep last night. As for touching you, do I, as your husband, need to seize an 'opportunity' to do that?"
Luo Qiangwei, "..."
How had she never noticed before that this man could be shameless to such an extent when it came to it?
Not wanting to argue further, she got out of bed to wash up, her body carrying the scent of Moh Shiche. She simply took a shower.
By the time she finished putting on light makeup and chose a matching dress, the door had already been knocked on many times by the servants calling her for breakfast. Luo Qiangwei proceeded gracefully to the dining room on the third floor, and from afar, she saw them sitting at the table by the window.
Luo Hongying sat next to Moh Shiche, already displeased because of the previous night's events. Seeing her cousin arrive late, she scooped soup while taunting, "Cousin, why are you so late? We have already eaten half of our meal, and Grandma, as the elder, is still waiting for you."
Old Madam Moh was already upset about Luo Qiangwei's tardiness and her face dropped even more at the comment, clearly very unhappy.
"Grandma~" Luo Qiangwei ignored her cousin and directly sat down to hug Old Madam Moh's arm, biting her lip and speaking coyly, "I'm sorry, Grandma, I am late. It's mainly because I went to sleep very late last night, I was so tired that I only got up to take a shower and wash my hair this morning, so it delayed my time..."
Luo Hongying's fork paused abruptly, scraping across the plate with a slightly jarring sound.
This damn bitch... must have seduced Shiche to sleep with her last night!
Old Madam Moh frowned, still with a cold face, but upon hearing this, she glanced at her, "Didn't you and Cheche sleep well last night?"