see you tomorrow."Mu Shaocheng: See you tomorrow, good night!Putting away her phone, Lin Jinran got up and walked toward the bedroom. Tomorrow, she had to make things clear with Mu Shaocheng. She need...The domineering kiss plundered Lin Jinyan's only breath, stirring her body as if it were burning. Her head felt like it lacked oxygen, even more so, she was dizzy and confused.

Fu Mo'han hugged Lin Jinran's waist, sat beside him and held him in his arms, allowing Lin Jinran's head to lazily lean against his shoulder, his arms hanging by his sides, his eyes closed as if he was breathing heavily.

A warm breath fell just on Fu Mo Han's neck, stirring up ripples of heat.

Damn it.

He also felt himself growing increasingly vigorous.

"Miserable...so miserable..."

< Her lips, tinged with cherry red, parted and closed gracefully. Her delicate brow furrowed into a shallow V. >

Her little hand reached up, undoubtedly reaching for Fu Mo Han's suit jacket. Her fingertips clenched into wrinkles, her voice soft and sweet, as if she was about to cry, "I feel so bad...who will save me..."

"Lin Jinran, don't move." Fu Mochen growled softly, restraining the urge he had felt in the car.

As if he hadn't heard, the flames on Lin Jinran's body burned even hotter. His fingers once again reached out towards her evening gown, but before they could touch, a pair of large hands gripped them tightly and pressed them down.

The barrier dropped one centimeter, and Fu Mochen's low and cold voice came over, "Stop on the side of the road, get out of the car, go far away!"

The driver, who was focused on the road, was startled. He didn't hesitate to slow down and pull over to the side of the road. He opened his car door and walked away from the Rolls-Royce a considerable distance.

He stood alone in the hazy moonlight, shivering.

After the driver left, Fu Mo Han shut the partition again. He held the little woman's hand and pulled her onto his lap, his big palm gripping Lin Jin Ran's waist, sealing her alluring red lips once more.

The moonlight was cool, and the atmosphere in the carriage was charged with an unusual sense of intimacy.

—— Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

The next day, when Lin Jinran opened her eyes, the familiar ache and weakness washed over her. Having gone through this too many times, she quickly guessed the reason.

Last night's memories, like the waves of the sea, surged back all at once.

Lin was overwhelmed with shame and indignation. How could she have surrendered herself so readily Oh heavens, she must be mad.

What drove her even crazier was that when she woke up, it was already noon.

That is to say, she was absent from work this morning.

Even though the press conference was in the afternoon, she had to prepare a lot of things in the morning. Lin Jinyan's mind was preoccupied with the press conference and she didn't have time to think about last night's events. She just thought it was because she was drunk and acted recklessly.

Seeing Xu Xiaoxiao's name on her phone, she immediately called back. The phone rang for a minute but went unanswered.

Lin Jin's heart pounded with anxiety. Thinking they might be busy and unable to answer, he hurriedly put on his shoes, got out of bed, and rushed to the bathroom to wash up.

Upon entering the bathroom, I paused for a moment.

He sniffed hard, and there seemed to be a faint scent in the air, something familiar, like the smell on Fu Mo Han's body yesterday.

Lin Jinyan subconsciously looked towards the dirty laundry basket beside him. As if possessed, he walked over and bent down to pick up Fu Mochen's coat and shirt, tentatively sniffing them.

The smell certainly seems like it's coming from noodles, maybe he got close to a woman wearing perfume and accidentally caught some of it on himself.

Lin Jinran didn't think much and casually threw his clothes back into the laundry basket. Coincidentally, the suit was thrown on top. Under the light, a barely noticeable kiss mark on the back of the black suit became very obvious.

Once again putting on his suit, Lin Jinran faced the light, the kiss marks clearly visible.

Whose kiss mark could this be, imprinted on Fu Mo Han's wife

Is it Lin Ruochu'sgs.""Oh Having a nightmare, huh Should I inform Young Master Ye""It's not a big deal, just a dream. Even if I had one, Night Shao wouldn't have to leave my side." The server who greeted Lin Jinyan at...