Chapter 898: A Gentleman Outside a Rogue at Home

Baili Xia’s small hand rested against his chest, and after smelling that familiar scent, she finally felt at ease and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Her red lips parted slightly, kissing him back shyly and cautiously.

Mu Xiaojiu had only intended to give her a casual kiss, but he hadn’t expected the girl to actively respond.

That slight response instantly sent his temperature soaring.

It wasn’t until his collar was hastily undone and his kisses landed on her shoulder that Baili Xia slowly came to her senses.

Seeing that he was about to kiss her chest, she immediately panicked, “Uncle, Uncle… this is the dormitory, Uncle!”

Her small hand landed on his face, gently pushing him away, fearing that angering him might truly make him lose control right there.

She had to use very light force to push him away and speak in a very soft, gentle voice to persuade him.

“Uncle, this is Imperial College, Uncle, please… don’t.”

The man’s lips were less than an inch from her chest, and as he gazed at the beautiful lines in his view that made his blood surge, he kept panting.

Taking another deep breath, he somehow managed to calm himself down.

He didn’t let her go, but he also didn’t continue to act recklessly.

He just buried his face in the crook of her neck, gently breathing in her fragrance.

“I haven’t held you like this in a long time, has it been half a month?” He always cared about her health, afraid she hadn’t fully recovered yet.

So for the past half month, he had indeed been well-behaved.

Every night, he stayed by her side as Wu Ming, watching her train.

After she went back, he would change into clean clothes and go to her room.

Sometimes he watched her sleep, zoned out himself, sometimes he couldn’t help but lie down beside her and gently hold her.

The medicine Nangong Xu prescribed to nourish her body contained ingredients that helped with sleep.

Usually, once she fell asleep, she would sleep till dawn, completely unaware that there was a man beside her every night.

He didn’t know what had come over him, knowing from the beginning that she used her own blood to save him, help him detoxify.

Even seeing with his own eyes that she was willing to risk her life, biting through her wrist to save him.

He found himself liking this little creature more and more, becoming increasingly unable to part with her.

Even during work, he couldn’t help but skip out just to catch a glimpse of her.

It was just a face, a body, a pair of eyes, a nose, and a small mouth.

She seemed no different from other women, yet why did he feel that the more he looked, the more beautiful she became, the less he wanted to look away?

“Uncle… aren’t you holding me right now?”

Pressed down by his heavy body, Baili Xia found breathing slightly difficult.

But despite that, she still wanted to argue against his wrong statement.

What did he mean by not holding her for a long time?

He was clearly holding her now, and so tightly at that.

Mu Xiaojiu’s eyes darkened, and he tilted his head to gently nibble at her ear.

Satisfied by the soft moan she accidentally let slip, he then hooked his lips and whispered in her ear, “I meant, I haven’t made love to you in a long time.”

“…” So to a man, “holding” meant “making love.”

But Uncle ought to be a dignified person outside, how could he keep on saying “do you, do you.”

Speaking like that… was really indelicate.

Just like Brother, a god outside but a rogue at home.

When would those women obsessed with him realize his terrible nature?