"Mo Xie, say something encouraging. I want to hear it."
Mu Nujiao lay languidly in Mo Xie's arms. Letting go of her usual reserve, she curled up comfortably, her long, pale legs drawn together.
Tipsy, she radiated allure, like an older woman teasing a younger man. Her loosened neckline offered a glimpse of the deep cleavage beneath, drawing his gaze.
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
When Mo Xie remained silent, confusion crossed Mu Nujiao's tired face. She lifted her head and found him staring at her with burning eyes.
A seductive smile touched her lips. Her slender fingers quietly undid a strategically placed button and tugged at her collar. She looked at him through lowered lashes, her breath warm against him.
"Do you like what you see?"
"Do you want to... find out for yourself?"
From Mo Xie's angle, she had undone exactly the right button. He could glimpse what lay beneath without seeing it clearly, leaving the rest to his imagination.
To his surprise, Mu Nujiao wore nothing under her shirt. The full curves barely concealed there made him want to reach out and touch her.
Looking at Mu Nujiao, who had cast aside her usual elegance and seemed almost like a succubus, Mo Xie took a deep breath and lowered his head to kiss her red lips.
As their lips met, Mu Nujiao pressed herself against him. Her slender arms wound around his neck as if she wanted to melt into him.
They held each other tight, kissing as they felt each other's warmth and passion.
Mu Nujiao had abandoned all reserve. She only wanted to be with Mo Xie, and she grew bold in his arms.
She had stirred Mo Xie's desire as well.
But when he suddenly stopped, Mu Nujiao protested. She pressed herself against his