Young Master Mo's tall and handsome figure approached. Yan Xinxin sat frozen in place, taking a few seconds before abruptly standing up.
"President Mo, Young Master Mo, Teacher Mo, Mo…"
"None of that matters."
"..."
Yan Xinxin called out eagerly, trying to plead for mercy.
Yet someone interrupted her with utmost indifference and coldness.
"Here, or in my room. You choose."
"..."
It seemed that tonight, he was determined to proceed.
Yan Xinxin clutched the corner of her nightgown tightly, her rosy lips pressing together.
"I… I'm on my period today!"
"Oh?"
Mo Chuxi asked faintly, his tone calm, as he strode gracefully to stand in front of Yan Xinxin.
Yan Xinxin lifted her cat-like eyes, looking at him nervously. But within three seconds, Mo Chuxi suddenly bent his arm and scooped her up around the waist!
"Ah…"
Yan Xinxin let out a soft cry, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck.
