For a moment, their eyes met, an intimate and ambiguous atmosphere quietly surged, and a faint sweetness gradually filled the air.
Her white fingertips slowly moved around the back of his head, and her warm breath sprayed on his cheeks. Mu Ziluo stared blankly at her charming face with peach cheeks, and lowered his head to gently cover her lips.
.
Her lips are very cold.
But she tasted just as fresh and sweet as he imagined, and the tip of his tongue moved along the curve of her lips.
He didn't dare to use too much force for fear of scaring her.
But he doesn't want to let her go because of longing.
He rubbed her lips, his breath gently blowing on her sensitive skin, and his charming thin lips seemed to be rubbing against each other.
"You..." He gasped, his whole body tense, and he suppressed the rising desire.
no.
Now is not the time.
"Come freshen up and have breakfast." Mu Ziluo used all his strength to roll out of bed, "I'll wait for you outside."
His cold fingertips touched his lips, and his remaining warmth seemed to remain on them.
Staring out the window with her dark eyes, she got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom for a long time.
Her rosy expression was reflected on the bathroom glass, and her red lips seemed to be inviting people to pick her.
The white gauze on her forehead reminded her that she had escaped.
A crystal teardrop slid down her cheek. She stretched out her hand to hold her chest. A sharp pain hit her, making her wince.
She was unwilling to do so.
So unwilling.
She wanted to go back and deprive that man of his empire with her own hands. She wanted to make him regret it and let him know how wrong he was.
The rumble of the plane taking off took away her thoughts.
A few minutes later, when the plane was getting further and further away from the ground, Wu Bingxuan was half-lying in the cabin, silently looking out the window, with an unpredictable expression that made it impossible to guess what she was thinking.
"Are you tired? Do you want to take a rest first?" Mu Ziluo covered her with a thin blanket and looked at her tenderly.
Wu Bingxuan looked up at him and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't ask.
She wanted to know how he took her abroad since she had no passport or ID card.
But if she asked, the questions that followed were ones she didn't want to ask or explain.
So, forget it...
However, the origin of this man who could take her away quietly might be worth her deep thought.
"My surname is Mu, Mu Ziluo. It seems you haven't told me your name yet?" Mu Ziluo sat down next to her and asked leisurely.
"Wu, Wu Bingxuan."
"Bingxuan, Bing'er. Do you mind if I call you this?"
Slender fingers brushed her hair, and Wu Bing turned to one side to avoid his touch, "I'm a little tired, can you let me rest alone for a while?"
"Of course." Mu Ziluo smiled nonchalantly, stood up and left her side.
Wu Bingxuan frowned and looked at the scenery outside the window, but ignored his hands clenched into fists when he turned around.
She is avoiding him.
Why?
Mu Ziluo frowned deeply, thinking deeply. He has been doing well. Did she find out? Impossible. If she found out, she wouldn't leave with him so easily.
Glancing at Wu Bingxuan who was staring out the window again, he chose to close his eyes and fall asleep.
Don't be too anxious about many things, she is by his side now, isn't she?
The scenery outside the window was passed one by one. Shanghai was getting farther and farther away from her. I wonder if she could see the Chu family manor?
I wonder if the people in the Chu family manor feel at ease now?