Qiao Mianmian didn't trust him very much. Seeing that the man was getting closer and closer, she pushed him gently. "Mo Yesi, I have to wake up early tomorrow."
"Mm, I know."
"You should sleep early too."
"Mm, I know."
"So, you can't…"
"Mm, I know."
When she said the last word, the man's hot lips landed on hers, and he said slowly, "Baby, I'm just kissing you, nothing else."
…
This kiss lasted for a long time.
It was getting out of hand.
Thankfully, Mo Yesi kept his word this time. Although he almost lost control, he managed to hold it in at the crucial moment.
Qiao Mianmian was lying on the bed reading her script with her face flushed. She could hear the sound of running water from the bathroom and guessed that Mo Yesi must have gone to take a cold shower again.
It was rare for him to tolerate it tonight.
She'd been so distracted by him just now. If he insisted, she definitely wouldn't reject him.
