Chapter 1565 - 1580: The Method of Our First Meeting

Chapter 1565: Chapter 1580: The Method of Our First Meeting

"Screech——"

Accompanied by a sharp braking sound, An Ran almost lurched forward into the windshield from inertia, but Mu Xingfeng pulled her back just in time and pressed her into the seat.

Before she could figure out what happened, the familiar scent of the man enveloped her face, and she received a firm bite, making her gasp in pain.

"Mu Xingfeng, aren’t you a monkey? I didn’t know monkeys could bite people."

She suspected her lip was bitten to the point of bleeding, it hurt so much.

Mu Xingfeng watched her jumping around, his mood improving a bit, and he lowered his head again...

He had wanted to do this to her since he got off the plane. After over ten days of longing, seeing her again felt like regaining something lost; he had been too worried about her during this time.

Even if this foolish girl still cluelessly wore stuff given by other men, she hardly ever wore the pink diamond necklace he gave her. What’s so special about a piece of grass?

An Ran, feeling stripped of her strength, could only gasp for air, even breathing seemed unusually sparse, which made the man even more insatiable.

Her mind became a mess, forgetting everything, with nothing but this man filling her mind and eyes.

After some time, the man lifted his head, his deep eyes harboring sparks looking at the petite woman whose red lips, cherished and glossy, appeared even more alluring.

"Do you realize your mistake?" His low voice was indescribably hoarse, yet sexy enough to make ears pregnant.

"Huh?" An Ran blinked her big, wave-like eyes, her brain still a mess, unable to react to what Mu Xingfeng was saying.

"It seems this punishment wasn’t sufficient. If that’s the case, I don’t mind using the method from our first meeting to let you know where you went wrong."

As he spoke, Mu Xingfeng began to unbuckle An Ran’s seatbelt.

The method from the first meeting flashed quickly through An Ran’s mind.

"I know I was wrong," An Ran raised her hands above her head, making a surrendering gesture, smiling at Mu Xingfeng, "Husband, I know I was wrong."

"Where were you wrong?" Mu Xingfeng paused his actions, asking coolly.

"I shouldn’t have accepted gifts from other men, and if I did, I shouldn’t have worn them." An Ran confessed quickly, truly fearing that the next moment, Mu Xingfeng might really engage her in a passionate car romp.

Though there weren’t many cars on this stretch of road, it was broad daylight!

"What else?" Mu Xingfeng stared at her, as if trying to see through her.

"What else?"

An Ran’s muddled brain worked quickly—what else was there?

Oh my! Why did she have to face such questioning from Mu Xingfeng immediately after returning to the Imperial City? How long had it been since she saw this side of him? Was his previous affection all an act? Now seeing her about to take the bait, was he revealing his true colors?

Perhaps she really should delay the wedding, to calm down and reconsider.

Seeing An Ran’s big eyes darting around rapidly, Mu Xingfeng knew she was internally grumbling about him again. Without saying more, he pressed the seat belt button with a snap.