Chapter 357 – Your family’s plum blossom is lost again (34)
This was the expression she often showed when dealing with others, but now, she was using it on him.
What was she hiding from him?
The thought ignited an inexplicable fire in Mu Ci’s heart, but he had no way to vent it. He couldn’t take it out on her, so in the end, he could only suppress it, leaving himself sulking in frustration.
The Yan family’s driver arrived quickly and took Yan Luo and Mu Ci back home.
Yan Luzheng, upon hearing what had happened to Yan Luo, rushed back as well. The Yan family’s doctor came to check on her and said it was just a fright. She would be fine after a good sleep.
Yan Luo, looking exhausted, went to bed early. Yan Luzheng stayed for a while, saw that Mu Ci was keeping watch by her side, gave him a few more words of instruction, and then hurried back to the company.
Mu Ci was left alone in Yan Luo’s room. Standing by the window, he gazed outside, his eyes flickering with unreadable emotions, lost in thought.
Yan Luo lay not far from him, curled up under the blanket, hugging it tightly. She looked so small and pitiful that it made Mu Ci feel an indescribable ache in his heart.
It wasn’t that he had never felt this way before. But something he had once taken for granted was now magnified, making him feel utterly unsettled.
Liking, possession… what exactly were these emotions? If they liked each other, would he be able to have her all to himself? He didn’t know. He didn’t understand. But if he had to describe his feelings at this moment—
It would be: Why did I only just realize how much I like you? And like you so much that I don’t know what to do about it.
And now, he found that simply watching over her wasn’t enough, cherishing her wasn’t enough. Even after protecting and caring for her, she still lay before him, curled up so pitifully.
Mu Ci turned and walked toward the bed, crouching down beside it. He gently brushed aside Yan Luo’s messy strands of hair, revealing her pale little face.
Her delicate eyelids were shut, long lashes casting faint shadows on her skin. Her soft pink lips were slightly pursed.
Mu Ci stared at her for a long time, the color in his eyes darkening with each passing second. Finally, as if something had snapped inside him, he slowly leaned down, pressing his lips against hers.
His eyes narrowed slightly, his breath filled with the faint, sweet scent clinging to the girl’s body—a mixture of milk and something softer, sweeter.
He watched her closely. Seeing that she showed no signs of waking, he hesitated only a moment before slipping out the tip of his tongue, tentatively licking at her lips.
Her lips were soft, like a pudding with a subtle milky fragrance. The sensation made him unable to resist, lightly sucking and nibbling at them.
Only after a long while did Mu Ci finally adjust his breathing and pull away. He licked the corner of his lips, his fingers grazing over Yan Luo’s now slightly reddened lips, tracing them slowly.
His gaze grew even darker.
If it was Luoluo… maybe she could help him understand what emotions really were.
After all, she had once told him she liked him. She couldn’t go back on her word, could she?
—Right, Luoluo?
[*Ding*—Mu Ci’s blackening value -5 (59/100)]
But right now, as Mu Ci stood up and looked at the peacefully sleeping Yan Luo, only one thought filled his mind.
Damn it. Which blind bastard had the audacity to scare his little princess?
He clenched his fingers slightly, a flash of cold malice passing through his eyes. With a trace of irritation, he licked his lips. At that moment, his phone rang from his pocket.