Chapter 142: It’s Cold, Hug Me

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Tang Mo’er’s delicate back collided directly into the wall with an audible thump. Huo Beichen’s arms surrounded her, blocking her off so she couldn’t escape. The corner of her lips curled up into a smirk. “It’s a waste to enjoy this delightful scene by myself, I was thinking to sell these photographs off to… a pornographic website and let everyone enjoy your debauchery for free.”

“… Give me the cell phone!”

“Come and get it yourself.” Tang Mo’er raised the cell phone high up.

Huo Beichen’s large palm held on to her slender wrist and restricted her movement. With his other hand, he reached up to snatch the phone away from Tang Mo’er. In the frenzied struggle, their bodies were getting closer to each other, it wasn’t long before their bodies collided into one, so close it was as though they were stuck to each other.

“Huo Beichen, do you have a crush on me?”

Huo Beichen almost had his hands on the cell phone when he heard the mocking words of the woman in his arms.

Stunned, he paused and in that instant, lowered his gaze to look at the woman he was practically on top of. Her tiny, flawless face was completely pale and her beautiful eyes were cold but glistened in a seductive manner. Letting out a soft laugh, she raised a delicate eyebrow before saying, “The way you are pressing yourself against me is way past the acceptable distance. What is it, Young Master Huo, you want to have sex with your Second Brother’s woman?”

Huo Beichen then realized that he was pressing himself against the detestable woman’s soft and delicate body. They were too close to each other, it was a decidedly ambiguous position. From their proximity, her maidenly body scent drifted into his nose, clean and pure. As a playboy who had slept with an uncountable number of women, he was proud to say he was an expert at discerning women through their body scents. Only… he didn’t expect her body scent to smell that good , that clean.

His pupils contracted and darkened, she was a promiscuous little creature who wasn’t satisfied even after following his Second Brother, she was even seducing other men.

However, she fulfilled his criteria in selecting woman.

That night, she had mocked him for being gay. A spiteful part of him couldn’t help but want to pull her onto his bed to demonstrate his prowess.

Huo Beichen stretched out his slender fingers to touch her small jaws, his voice devilish and charming. “Tang Mo’er, we’ll do it like this. You will break up with my Second Brother. After that, I’ll take you in and you will have a good life, being my woman!”

Tang Mo’er raised her eyebrow and her red lips moved, “What a shame, I have no interest in serving you. Also, I took a look just now, you’re nowhere near as big as your brother.”

“You!” Huo Beichen had a dangerous look on his handsome face. There was no greater humiliation than to be compared and seen as inferior to another man. Let alone…

How was he inferior to his Second Brother?

As he was about to retort, a deep voice boomed across the corridor, “What are the two of you doing?”

Huo Beichen turned around and swallowed thickly. It was Gu Mohan with Yan Dong behind him. Second Brother had one hand in his trouser pocket and his other hand was occupied with a document. The corridor lights highlighted his imposing figure, expressing his calm demeanor which was tinged with sharpness and warning.

The surrounding temperature instantly lowered to the negatives from the moment he had arrived.

Huo Beichen acted willfully ever since birth and he wasn’t even afraid of the Demon King. However, only Gu Mohan was able to make him feel afraid, his respect for his Second Brother seemed to be ingrained for as long as he could remember.

Retracting his hands at lightning speed, he let out a casual laugh. “Second Brother.” The moment she had the chance to escape, Tang Mo’er ran into Gu Mohan’s embrace.

As the woman’s tiny body flew towards him, Gu Mohan hurriedly opened his muscular arms and hugged her tightly, her closeness was like a gentle balm to his existence. Feeling his comfortable warmth and strong heartbeat once she was in his arms, Tang Mo’er behaved like a spoiled child and wriggled around in his arms. “It’s cold, hug me.”

Gu Mohan’s cold, handsome face softened up when he heard her demands for him to hug her. Without further thought, his muscular arms were around her narrow waist, pulling her closer to warm her up in his embrace.

Her body was really cold, it was almost ice-cold and he couldn’t feel any warmth from her skin. How long had she been here? He kissed her hair before asking, “What’s wrong?”

“I want to sleep with you tonight.”