<h4>Chapter 127: Chapter 127: Yan Xinxin, I Am Not a Good Person</h4>


    What!


    Yan Xinxin was stunned, her cherry lips parted in shock, her entire face frozen in disbelief.


    He wants to kill her?


    Just as she was feeling incredulous, Mo Chuxi suddenly bent down, parted his thin lips, and bit down on Yan Xinxin’s lips.


    "Mmm..."


    Only then did Yan Xinxin snap back, taking a step back and trying to avoid him.


    But Mo Chuxi’s arm reached out, directly wrapping around her waist, imprisoning her effortlessly in his embrace.


    Unable to resist, Yan Xinxin had no choice but to endure it again. By the time Mo Chuxi released her, she was a bit dizzy.


    He lifted a finger to her lips, now moistened, gently tracing them with his thumb.


    "Yan Xinxin, did you hear clearly?"


    He asked again, his voice hoarse and low, dangerously attractive.


    "Since you’ve entangled with me, don’t naively think about leaving, unless I agree."


    "What do you mean by agreeing? Does it mean when you’re tired of ying with me?"


    Yan Xinxin suddenly raised her beautiful eyes in protest.


    "Young Master Mo, I don’t want to be your toy one day, only to be discarded when you’re bored."


    Yan Xinxin said petntly, then pushed away the man holding her and turned to leave the room.


    Mo Chuxi stood there, feeling a blockage in his chest, ufortably so.


    Why is it that he’s willing to yield to this little woman who always protests against him?


    Is it just because she’s his first woman?


    ☆


    At dinner time.


    The atmosphere was inexplicably stiff.


    Yan Xinxin looked at her son, who seemed a bit sullen too.


    After thinking for a moment, she smiled and spoke.


    "Xi, how about going back to see grandpa with Xinxin this Saturday?"


    The little guy took a bite of rice and nodded gently.


    "Good boy."


    Yan Xinxin smiled, stroking her son’s head, and when she looked back, she caught a glimpse of Mo Chuxi’s indifferent face out of the corner of her eye.


    "Did you go to the interview today?"


    Mo Chuxi suddenly asked.


    Yan Xinxin paused, then nodded.


    "How did it go?" Mo Chuxi asked, sounding concerned.


    "Just so-so."


    Yan Xinxin replied casually.


    Thinking about what Yan Zhirou said at that time, a piercing pain echoed in her heart.


    Her little angel.


    She didn’t even have a chance to see...


    Mo Chuxi looked at Yan Xinxin’s suddenly downcast expression with an indifferent gaze, already guessing something.


    ☆


    Friday.


    Yan Xinxin knew there were two high math sses this morning, so to avoid appearing at school with Mo Chuxi again, she woke up early, carefully untangling her hands from around his waist.


    That’s right.


    Last night she had been dragged into warming his bed again.


    But fortunately, although Mo Chuxi would hold and kiss her, he never took thest step.


    Yan Xinxin vaguely felt it might be because her reaction that night was too intense, so Mo Chuxi might have had a pang of conscience and felt a bit sympathetic towards her.


    Otherwise, wouldn’t he have slept with her by now?


    Yan Xinxin carefully turned around and just rxed, ready to get out of bed when suddenly an arm encircled her waist.


    Mo Chuxi easily pulled the petite Yan Xinxin into his embrace, and his maic voice came softly.


    "Yan Xinxin, I’m telling you now, I’m not a good person."