Atlas Studios

  Atlas Studios

  She knew he was frivolous and loved to teased her but she still couldn’t help getting angry.

  Especially when his dark eyes looked purposefully at her lower abdomen and threw her an evil smirk. She subconsciously put her legs together.

  “Pervert!” She blushed and glared at him, her head down in frustration. Without waiting for him to say anything, she pushed the car door open and fled in a panic.

  Mu Sihan laughed and caught up to her, his toned arm fell naturally across her shoulders. “Aren’t you the one who said you wanted to cook noodles for me?”


  Nan Zhi pushed off his annoying arm and walked to the elevator.

  Mu Sihan walked behind her and put his handsome face by her ear, his well-defined jaw resting on her shoulder. His tongue tip slid over her earlobe gently and he gave a low laugh. “It is the bottom, am I wrong?”


  Nan Zhi shuddered and her body stiffened up. It was like she had been licked by a snake’s tongue and her hair stood on end. She pushed him away, wanting to stand to the side but he stretched his long arm and pulled her back into his embrace.

  His chin was still on her shoulder. “I didn’t eat, my stomach hurts.”


  Nan Zhi furrowed her eyebrows, wanting to say something but heard his slightly husky voice in her ear. “I want to eat you up……”


  Before he had finished speaking, she elbowed him in the chest.

  “Why are you so despicable?”


  The elevator door opened and a neighbour holding her grandson walked out.

  The woman had overheard the conversation between Nan Zhi and Mu Sihan. When she came out, she looked at the both of them strangely and pulled her grandson closer to her.

  As she led the child away, Nan Zhi heard the auntie muttering in a dissatisfied manner, “Young people nowadays are becoming more and more open-minded. Xiaoman, you must be good when you grow up.”


  Nan Zhi blushed hard.

  She had not felt so ashamed that she wanted to dig a hole and hide inside in hibernation for the next few years.

  When they went into the elevator, she glared at the man beside her who was acting like nothing had happened. In contrast, his usually cold expression was as innocent as a young lamb sent to slaughter. “You women are the ones who have too much imagination, and you dare to blame me?”


  Nan Zhi sniffed and turned away. She did not want to talk to him.

  They reached the sixth floor, and Nan Zhi took out her key to open the door. The man leaned towards her from behind and she jumped in shock. In reflex, she turned her head back, not expecting his face to be so near. She tilted her head and her soft lips brushed over the corner of the man’s mouth.

  Nan Zhi quickly backed away, avoiding his lips but the next second, the back of her head was pushed forward and her lips were mashed against his.

  “Mmh……”


  Nan Zhi was almost suffocated by his kiss.

  Knowing that she did not like to be kissed by him, he knew when to stop and loosened his hold on her before she was about to suffocate. Before she could rebuke, he interrupted, “You offered it yourself, there’s no reason for me not to accept and reciprocate in kind.”


  Nan Zhi stared at him with red eyes, raised the back of her hand and wiped her swollen pink lips. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes sparked. She was captivating, especially when she was angry. “Young Master Mu, I’m not an easy woman.”


  Mu Sihan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a faint smile, “I’m not an easy man either.”


  “If you do that again, I will……”


  He interrupted her impatiently. “Stop talking rubbish and go and cook the noodles.”


  Every time he kissed her, his attitude was worse than hers. Considering he was the one forcing his kisses on her, it was ridiculous. What an impossible man!

  Nan Zhi let out a restricted breath with a sullen face. She opened the door and went in first, resigning herself to her fate.

  After Nan Zhi went in, Mu Sihan put his hand into his pants, and readjusted the area that was swelling uncomfortably. He cursed inwardly.

  It was just a kiss, seriously.

  He smoked a cigar and went in after ten minutes.

  Nan Zhi had already cooked the noodles. She put the steaming bowl on the coffee table in the living room. “You can eat now.”


  The man looked around the apartment she was staying in obvious disgust. “What is this place? Is it even fit for living? Your living room is smaller than my bathroom.”