Chapter 131  : Hitting On Her

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Was the bad tempered man hitting on her?

Nan Zhi felt her cheeks grow hot, but her tone remained calm. “Don’t make up excuses for your taking advantage of me. Young Master Mu, I don’t know how our relationship turned out to be like this, but I feel that you should at least learn to respect me. I don’t want to be kissed by you so casually...”

Mu Sihan narrowed his dark eyes, the danger spilling out. “Woman, have you forgotten that we have a contract between us? I said I could give you time to accept me touching you, but it does not mean that I have to endure not kissing you!”

Nan Zhi already knew that it was hopeless trying to reason with this bad tempered man.

But wait, what did he say just now?

Give her time to accept him touching her? Does that mean he still wants to do what he did that night?

Pervert!

Seeming to read Nan Zhi’s thoughts, Mu Sihan lifted her chin and bit on it lightly, giving her a devilish smile. “That kind of humiliating thing won’t happen again. When I said touch, I meant I want to have sex with you.”

Nan Zhi felt her cheeks flame up and her eyes darted to Xiaojie, who was in Mu Sihan’s arms, then over to the chauffeur in the front.

Can’t this man think before he speaks?!

“Who wants to do it with you...” Nan Zhi glared at him. Just as she was about to turn her head towards the window, her face was pinched by the man. Then his face appeared in front of her. “Your son is already three years old, it’s not that you haven’t done it before. What are you being shy about?”

Nan Zhi was speechless. That night, four years ago, she was drugged and not fully conscious. She had no idea what was going on!

“Don’t think of sex as a painful thing, as long as the man is skilled, the woman will feel really good.”

Nan Zhi pushed his hand away, not wanting to talk to him. So shameless! How could he talk about it like he was discussing the weather? He had no shame at all.

And to think at times she still thought he was a pure boy!

“Since you’re so experienced, go find another woman...”

“Nan Zhi!” Mu Sihan interrupted her coldly, his dark eyes full of anger. He seldom called her name, usually it was ‘woman this, woman that’. “Are you sure you want to provoke me?”

Under his gaze, Nan Zhi did not dare to continue. He had given her warmth and made her feel touched tonight, she did not feel like arguing with him. “Alright, pretend I didn’t say anything.”

Mu Sihan snorted, his face tense and eyes brooding as he looked at her sharply. “I won’t look for another woman until I get tired of you.”

Nan Zhi was speechless.

...

When they reached the manor, Mu Sihan was probably still angry over what she had said. He carried Xiaojie over to the annex building after getting out of the car. Nan Zhi looked at his tall and cold figure and let out a small sigh.

There was nothing she could do.

That’s what I get for provoking such an unreasonable and bad tempered man.

She wanted to act like how she was in her rebellious period, wearing heavy makeup everyday, dressing up in a way he hated, but she needed to go to work and still had Xiaojie. There was no longer the freedom to do what she wanted, when she wanted.

Nan Zhi stood in the courtyard for some time, feeling the wind blowing over her, before entering the annex building.

Xiaojie was not in the room. Nan Zhi looked around and found man and boy in the big bathroom next door.

They were having a water fight in the bathtub.

Mu Sihan was wet all over, his white shirt was stuck tightly to his chest. The water and translucent material moulded over his perfectly-chiselled chest and taut abdominal muscles. Nan Zhi’s long eyelashes fluttered and she shifted her eyes away and looked at the naked Xiaojie. Before she could say anything, she heard Xiaojie’s childish, yet indignant voice. “Pretty Zhizhi, you can’t peek at a man’s pee-pee!”

Nan Zhi rolled her eyes. “Little baby, I’ve realized that you’ve been giving Mommy the cold shoulder lately. Besides, you’re still a little worm, there’s nothing good to see.”

Xiaojie grumbled in apparent displeasure. “Then what about Uncle Cool?”