Chapter 79: Qingqing, be with me

  He chuckled softly, pressed his forehead against mine, and I only then realized I'd been had. I wanted to push him away, but he stretched out a hand to hold my head in place. His handsome big eyes stared into mine as he smiled and said, "This pose really is quite intimate, Qingqing. Be with me, let me pamper you well, okay?"

  I was stunned at that moment.

  But the next second I quickly reacted, and I still remembered that this guy was an artist. Artists have some acting skills, but how they act is unknown. The only thing that's certain is that artists' words are not trustworthy. I pushed him away with all my might, forcing myself to distance from him. He looked at me with a hurt expression, his face innocent, and said: "Qingqing, you're really hurting people, don't you feel guilty treating me like this?"

  "I think you're crazy for treating me like this, we're not even familiar with each other, and as an Asian superstar, you shouldn't be short of money, but why do you keep bothering me, what's your purpose?" I asked with a frown.

  Mo Ziluo let out a soft sigh, still with his usual **unrestrained manner: "I said I like you, do you believe me?"

  "Of course I don't believe it." I retorted irritably.

  "That's right, I don't believe anything you say. What do you want me to say for you to believe?" He raised an eyebrow slightly. His eyes didn't seem to be deceiving, but I still had my guard up. When I was young, my mom told me not to easily trust people outside of family. My gaze shifted and I said to him: "I don't believe anything, fine, you can leave now. As for the promise I made to you, I'll keep it. You go out first, I need to change clothes."

  Mo Ziluo patted his hand, and chuckled: "The young lady of the Mu family is indeed different, her tone of speech is just not like other girls. Alright, I'll wait for you downstairs, if you don't show up in half an hour, I'll come up and catch you." Who is he trying to scare? This is my home turf, everyone here listens to me, he really doesn't have a brain... but... the way he said it, I actually believe him, because he had sneaked into my room before, sigh...

  He turned around and was so handsome, I couldn't help but lament that I almost fell under his suit pants. After adjusting myself, I took my bag and went downstairs. He was indeed sitting on the sofa, with all the servants standing by and staring at him, now Mo Ziluo looked a bit like a monkey being surrounded by people. Thinking of him as a monkey, I couldn't help but burst out laughing, which shifted everyone's attention to me, and the servants immediately lined up, bowed and said: "Good morning, miss."

  "Good morning, you all should go do what you need to do. You're all surrounding him like this, I thought this was a zoo..." I said with a meaningful smile. When they heard my words, they all looked at each other in dismay, and everyone chimed in unison: "Got it, miss..." Then they all walked away.

  It was Mo Ziluo, he stood up and took a step closer to me, I couldn't help but take a step back, feeling that he had the same strong aura as Bai Junyan, making me involuntarily surrender. He didn't let me escape, so he reached out and grabbed me, smiling with deep meaning.

  He said: "Hiss, hiss, did I hear it wrong just now? It seems like Qingqing said that I am a monkey too..." I nodded and then shook my head again. Why do I have to admit it anyway?

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