Chapter 321 - Kitten, I Don’t Feel Too Good
writer:Sweets Flood      update:2022-08-22 15:52
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  The man lying behind her seemed to be breathing too heavily to be normal.

  Breath after breath, it was all messy and lacked a rhythmic tempo.

  Nan Zhi could not sleep at all from his heavy breathing.

  When she turned, her fingers accidentally brushed against his arm.

  Hot.

  It was too hot.

  Did he have a fever?

  Was it because he took a 30 minute cold shower in the bathroom?

  “Mu Sihan, are you alright?” The lights were switched off in the room and the curtains were completely closed. She could not see how he looked, and could only sense that he was not asleep.

  “Kitten, I don’t feel too good.”


  Since he had downed Lan Yanzhi’s alcohol, the slightly aphrodisiac effect combined with the suppression from all of the heat that came with it, clashed within him after the cold shower.

  Perhaps it was also because she was sleeping next to him, his mind was completely filled with the thought of wanting her.

  Nan Zhi noticed that his voice was a little unusual. She thought that he had a fever and disregarded her fear by lifting her hand to touch his forehead.

  He grabbed her slender fingers with strength almost the moment she touched him.

  Following that, he used his strength to pull her to his chest.

  The tip of her nose bumped against his hard chest and she sucked in a breath from the pain.

  Nan Zhi lifted her head from his embrace in anger, “Mu Sihaー”


  He did not say anything and use his lips to seal hers directly.

  He wanted to taste her lightly at first. However, he could not suppress the urge within him the moment he touched her soft lips and smelled the familiar and charming faint fragrance on her.

  Pushing open her jaw, his scorching hot tongue entered her mouth.

  The refreshing taste on his tongue and his heavy breathing messed up her senses and her breath quickened as her heartbeat sped up.

  Her long and dense eyelashes fluttered, like the way butterfly wings do when butterflies rested on a flower petal.

  Although they could not see each other, she could feel his scorching hot, intense and dangerous gaze on her in the darkness.

  He trapped her under his strong arms and she was surrounded by his heavy breathing all over. She felt like she had been swallowed by the sea and could not catch her breath.

  The strength of her resistance became weaker and weaker.

  His lips on hers was so strong she couldn’t breath from his kissing and the oxygen in her chest decreased as each second passed by. Using the chance when he was not paying attention, she bit the tip of his tongue.

  He had no choice but to let go of her.

  “Mu Sihan, are you acting up again?”


  His large palm pressed against the back of her head. Their lips were only one knuckle apart as his heavy breathing sprayed across her skin, sending shivers down her spine. “Kitten, I want you.”


  Nan Zhi did not have the chance to say anything when the man suddenly pulled her hand towards his abdomen, then below.

  Nan Zhi’s pupils constricted when she realized what she had touched.

  “Mu Sihan, you set me up on purpose tonight, didn’t you?” He probably told Ji Chuan to send those messages! “I don’t want to do it with yー”


  She felt pain at her ear before she could finish her words, having been bitten by his lips ruthlessly.

  He pressed against her ear with his hot breath, “Who do you want to do it with if you don’t want to do it with me?” His eyes were narrowed and his voice was dangerously low, “Brother Gu Sheng?”


  Goosebumps crawled up Nan Zhi’s arms every time she heard him say ‘Brother Gu Sheng’.

  “If you dare to let him touch you, I’ll make him be the last of his family line!”


  Nan Zhi was furious at his overbearing and presumptuous tone. “I don’t want to let you touch me. Do you want to make yourself the last of your family line?!”


  Mu Sihan licked his bottom lip as he laughed instead in his anger. “If the brat is my son, didn’t you force yourself on me four years ago?”


  Nan Zhi’s face was red and she retorted angrily, “We’ll only know if it’s really you when the results are out.”


  Mu Sihan lifted her chin as he laughed naughtily, “I have a feeling that it’s me.”


  He felt familiarity for some reason when he first met her.