His Breathtaking and Shimmering Light

Chapter 1213: You Are My One And Only (23)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Annie Zhao snorted out coldly. "Hehe~ That might not be the case. You are too innocent. Don't you know that women these days will resort to anything to marry into a wealthy family. They clearly do not know their limits."

"No way! Brother Rong Mo is not that type of person," Zhu Yuyu said with iron-clad certainty before going to the washroom to wash her face. She was too tired from crying and wanted to sleep after washing her face.

Annie Zhao said nothing more. Although she comforted Zhu Yuyu and told her to rest well, her heart was scolding Zhu Yuyu for being a useless fool.

Initially, she wanted to return to her room but she felt indignant. Thus, she proceeded to find Shang Mo. As she walked up the stairs, she saw Shang Mo standing in front of Mo Feifei's door.

Annie Zhao froze and immediately hid away.

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Shang Mo knocked on Mo Feifei's door, his indifferent yet cold gaze landed on Mo Feifei. Mo Feifei felt that he was resentful and asked, "What is the matter?"

"Shouldn't you explain it to me?" Shang Mo had intentions hidden in his words as he twirled his wrist. He had scratched his hands when he supported himself on the shrub earlier.

Mo Feifei immediately recalled the scene where she pushed him away. She immediately apologized, "Sorry, amid the crisis, I was anxious to push you away and couldn't control my strength. I didn't think that I had the strength in me to push you away. Because frankly speaking, I can't even push you."

Shang Mo was not angry from the start.

He had purposely kept silent and looked at Mo Feifei as though he was angry to take advantage of this situation.

"It's my fault. Please accept my apologies."

"Apologizing is not as worthy as compensation," Shang Mo said and walked forward. His hot breath puffed on Mo Feifei's face.

Mo Feifei subconsciously stepped back and was almost stuck on the door threshold. "Compensation? What kind of compensation do you want?"

Shang Mo slightly pursed his thin lips and his gaze slid from her eyes, over her nose, and finally landed on her soft lips. With that, his expression darkened.

A sense of oppression and inexplicable nervousness formed in the surroundings.

Her beautiful lips just inches away from his were tender and delicate. They were as though flowers that bloomed in springs, and it made one salivate.

When Mo Feifei reared her head at him, he suddenly raised his hand and pulled the back of her head. Before she could even react, Shang Mo had pulled her towards his red lips—the same lips that had been her nightmare for a long time.

"Ugh…"

When both of their lips touched each other, Mo Feifei widened her eyes in shock.

Only when something entered her lips, which were forcefully pried open, did Mo Feifei come back to her senses. She harshly pushed Shang Mo away.

Shang Mo did not continue either and reluctantly let go of her lips. He then looked at Mo Feifei in bewilderment. When he saw how Mo Feifei had glared at him, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"You still dare to ask me what's wrong? You are acting rashly again," Mo Feifei warned with her brows furrowed.

"Didn't you say you were going to compensate me? This is the compensation I wanted." Shang Mo stared at her tightly clipped lips and missed the sweet sensation. He could not help but kiss her lips again.

"Stop messing around." They were at the doorstep. It would be bad if someone saw it.

Shang Mo loosened his grip on her. His eyes were filled with teasing and cheekiness, but he kept a serious expression and looked at her strictly. "If you think that you are losing out then you can kiss me again. Then you wouldn't lose out anymore."