A warm hand quickly ran across her stomach and Qian Lan felt her body go soft and sensitive.
"Zichen …"
"Relax, I won't bully you," Mo Zichen whispered beside her ear.
Qian Lan closed her eyes as her body gradually relaxed. At this time, Mo Zichen moved away from her body and began to remove his top half.
Qian Lan opened her eyes and was surprised by Mo Zichen's muscular body. Although this wasn't the first time they had shared a bed, she had never had the chance to take a closer look at him.
It turned out, he merely looked skinny and weak, but he was so muscular after he took his clothes off.
Of course, the medals on his body also made Qian Lan's heart ache.
Soon, his body was on top of hers again. As Qian Lan looked at the scar on his chest, she couldn't help but run her finger across it, "It hurts, doesn't it?"
Mo Zichen's gaze gradually darkened. Soon, he couldn't control himself anymore as he leaned over and kissed Qian Lan on the lips. This time, he was very gentle; it was almost like he wanted to taste Qian Lan's body.
Meanwhile, Qian Lan had just eaten dessert, so all that was left in her mouth was the taste of butter and sweetness.
Mo Zichen was completely immersed in the kiss. Soon, their bodies temperature began to rise …
Qian Lan moaned softly, making Mo Zichen feel that it was so enchanting and seductive.
"Qian Lan … I can't hold it in anymore."
Qian Lan looked at Mo Zichen in a daze as her eyes rippled gently. At this moment, the couple hugged each other tightly. Their originally gentle kiss had turned into a passionate one.
At this moment, Mo Zichen no longer had any misgivings. He immediately removed the bindings on the two of them. In this warm night, he entered the beautiful forbidden area.
Qian Lan thought that Mo Zichen would stop after this. After all, she had just experienced it for the first time.
But, Mo Zichen had no intention of stopping. He continued to take more until Qian Lan's energy was completely drained.
Because he didn't know that doing such intimate things with the person he loved could be so addictive. No wonder the world praised its beauty.
The night was long, but at the same time, it felt short. Mo Zichen was not satisfied yet, but he couldn't continue torturing Qian Lan because the scar on her back had just healed.
But, the two of them continued to stick to each other like this. Because, Qian Lan liked it this way. It was like this was the only way her and Mo Zichen's souls could merge.
Hugging each other tightly, the two of them fell asleep in exhaustion.
…
The next morning, Qian Lan woke up as usual. But, not only was she being hugged from behind by a certain man, a certain part of her body was also …
Qian Lan's face turned red. Just as she was about to get up, Mo Zichen pulled her back, "Sleep with me a little longer."
"Let me go wash up first," Qian Lan said. "You can sleep by yourself."
After hearing this, Mo Zichen flipped over and pressed Qian Lan on top of him, "Where else do you want to go?"
"Even so … you should control yourself. Moreover, my body hurts."
"5 years. Don't you think you should make it up to me?" Mo Zichen looked at Qian Lan's frightened expression. "It's only been one night."
"But … I'm really tired," Qian Lan quickly said. "Let's continue another day."
Mo Zichen did not make things difficult for Qian Lan as he lifted the blanket and got out of bed. So, Qian Lan watched as Mo Zichen walked into the bathroom naked. Why was he so used to it?
Thinking about it, Qian Lan was a little annoyed. But, she realized she couldn't stand up.
So, she had no choice but to call Mo Zichen back, "Errr … can you carry me? I can't move."
Mo Zichen walked out of the bathroom and carried Qian Lan in his arms. But, after entering the bathroom, he did not put her down, "Call me 'hubby' and I'll put you down."
"Mo Zichen, you're not usually like this," Qian Lan exclaimed.
"You're not going to call me that? Then, you can stay on my arm. "
Qian Lan felt uncomfortable and was afraid of falling off his arm. So, after a few seconds, she finally called out, "Hubby."
Mo Zichen did not continue to tease her. Instead, he placed her in the warm bathtub so she could relax.
Qian Lan let out a cry of surprise as she lay comfortably in the bathtub. After quite some time, she finally stepped out of the bathtub. By this time, Mo Zichen had already finished his bath in the guest room and had prepared breakfast.
Qian Lan sat down at the dining table. As she watched, Mo Zichen handed her a glass of milk and asked, "When are you going to hand in your marriage report?"
"I'll do it as soon as I get home," Qian Lan replied.
"Qian Lan, I already told you last night that we may not even have a wedding," Mo Zichen said in seriousness. "Because I can't expose you in front of everyone and make you a target."
"I understand," Qian Lan smiled. "After we get married and sign the papers, as long as you think of me as your wife, I will be your wife."
Mo Zichen pinched her cheeks guiltily and nodded his head, "After your family's matter is resolved, we will immediately get married."
As for the Qian Family, they agreed that Tangning would be in charge of them.
In order to help her son settle his worries as soon as possible, Tangning arrived at the Qian Family home with her bodyguards a few days later.
At this time, Qian Hui, who had nothing to do, was so shocked that she couldn't say a word when she saw a famous celebrity.
"Mom, am I dreaming? Is this Tangning? "
"Hello, Miss Qian. Hello, Madam Qian." Tangning was as polite as usual without the arrogance of a superstar. But, the aura that she exuded wasn't something that the average person could handle.
"Hello …" Mother Qian immediately responded.
"I'm here today because of my youngest son, Mo Zichen and Qian Lan, to propose a marriage."
As soon as Qian Hui heard the word 'marriage proposal', she was surprised. Who would have thought that the Mo Family would place so much importance on this.
Now that the Mo Family was here to propose a marriage, did that mean she could return to her days as a rich heiress?
"Madam Mo, you're being too polite," Mother Qian immediately replied. "It doesn't matter if he proposes or not. As long as Zichen treats Qian Lan well, that's all that matters."
"We can't forget about etiquette. I wonder if Mr. Qian is home?"
"He's gone out," Mother Qian replied.
Tangning smiled. She had no intention of waiting for Father Qian. Instead, she pulled out an envelope from her handbag and placed it in front of the mother and daughter.
"I've asked the people that have held weddings in the past about the rules and they all said that this is how a betrothal gift should be given. So, I brought this with me."
As soon as Qian Hui saw this, she reached out her hand to take the envelope. But, Mother Qian quickly stopped her.
"What are you doing? This is your sister's … "
"Qian Lan's already married into a wealthy family, so it doesn't matter if I take a little."
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