Chapter 507: Chapter 507

After hearing the little guy’s words, Mo Chuxi raised his sharp brows slightly.

"Such a simple trick, will it really work?"

The little guy nodded confidently.

Mo Chuxi smiled faintly upon hearing this, then stood up and reached out to pat the little guy’s head.

"Well then, after Daddy finishes his business and comes back, both the race cars and Transformers will be yours."

Yan Chenxi nodded earnestly and extended his cute little hand.

Mo Chuxi understood and cooperated by extending his palm to clap with the small hand.

Under the twilight, the picture of the father and son clapping their hands became a harmonious snapshot collected within the flow of time.

Yan Xinxin sneezed again.

She sat up in bed and tucked in the blankets.

From the moment she entered the room until now, she had already sneezed several times. Could someone again be plotting behind her back?

She had no time to think too much and lay back down, closing her eyes, still preoccupied with those hurtful words Ye Lirong had said...

Should she believe them?

Who exactly are her biological parents? Are they still alive somewhere?

As she thought deeply, she suddenly felt an arm circle around her waist.

Yan Xinxin opened her eyes and looked down, seeing Mo Chuxi’s hand resting on her waist.

At some unknown point, he had gotten into the bed. Now he was laying behind her, with his warm, broad chest tightly pressed against her back.

Yan Xinxin furrowed her brows and struggled, moving slightly, but Mo Chuxi only tightened his grip around her.

"Mo Chuxi, what are you trying to do!"

Yan Xinxin’s temper flared. She tried to get up but was held firmly in place.

"What I want to do, don’t you already know?"

He countered, his deep and magnetic voice carrying a trace of desire.

"Whether it was five years ago or five years later, I have never once had you while fully conscious."

As he spoke, he suddenly flipped her around, swiftly leaning in and pressing down on her.

His rich masculine aura quickly enveloped her, and Yan Xinxin panicked, desperately attempting to evade him.

"Let go of me, Mo Chuxi! I don’t want this!" The source of this content ɪs N0v3l.Fiɾe.net

She struggled with all her might.

Mo Chuxi reached out to pinch her chin, his hazy gaze roving across her delicate face.

"You’re about to leave for BL, and we won’t see each other for over half a month. Will you miss me?"

"Let go, Mo Chuxi, I’m telling you to let go!"

Yan Xinxin glared at him with her beautiful eyes in protest.

Mo Chuxi, unbothered, leaned in closer to her, his sharp, peachy lips gently brushing against the corner of hers.

With just that one kiss, he already felt himself getting greedy.

The warm light of the bedside lamp softly illuminated her understated, pale complexion—her brows and eyes, every inch of her—everything he desired.

Mo Chuxi’s gaze suddenly darkened, and he forcefully grabbed Yan Xinxin’s resisting hands.

"Yan Xinxin, keep hating me. I don’t mind if you stab me one more time."

"What are you talking about... mmph!"

Before she could finish speaking, his dominant kiss abruptly fell, sealing her lips.

Yan Xinxin’s watery eyes widened in shock; she hadn’t anticipated Mo Chuxi’s sudden fierce onslaught.

She didn’t want to endure that kind of torment again...

Feeling the pressing intensity of his ready-to-erupt state, Yan Xinxin gripped his back tightly and opened her small mouth to bite down hard on Mo Chuxi’s shoulder!