Chapter 6

I brought Gu Haochen home, briefly explained the situation to the old lady, and then took him into the bedroom to look after him.

He reeked of alcohol, his hair was messy, his shirt wide open, and he collapsed on the bed in a rather sorry state.

The moonlight outside the window streamed in, casting his face in a pale glow. I lowered my head to look at the shadows his eyelashes cast in his eye sockets, watched his restless, twitching eyelids, his high, unsettling nose bridge, and his tightly pressed thin lips.

Strikingly handsome.

Strikingly heartless.

I sat down beside him and looked up at that solitary White Moonlight in the deep blue sky.

There was a rustling sound beside me, and Gu Haochen sat up.

He stared at me with burning eyes, as if both sober and not: “Everything is as you wished, isn’t it?”

Suddenly, he lunged at me, pinning me down on the bed, one hand cradling the back of my head, his breath chaotic, kissing me with fascination, his lips trembling against mine, then prying my teeth apart, trying to invade and conquer.

His passion was almost amusing, and I indulged his entanglement, wanting to see when he would finally come to his senses.

“Tangtang,” he mumbled indistinctly.

…

Goddamn it, Tangtang…

I flipped him over in one move, dragged his arm, yanked off his tie, and tied his hands to the headboard.

His eyes were wet, gazing at me in bewilderment.

“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time…” I licked my lips, staring at his firm abs revealed by his open shirt, reaching out, up, then all the way down.

“You brought this on yourself,” I told him.

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