Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free
Chapter 107: The Punishment for Lying (4)

Chapter 107: Chapter 107: The Punishment for Lying (4)

Qiao Mo froze, staring at him in a daze, unable to react for a moment...

His kiss was gentle, lightly holding her lips.

Qiao Mo trembled softly, her body weakening slightly, her head dizzy, like stepping on a cloud, even forgetting to resist.

He slowly released her, his gaze falling on her blank little face, yet his Adam’s apple involuntarily bobbed.

If he didn’t let go, he was truly afraid of taking her right there!

Her small face blushed, her eyes covered with a thin mist, somewhat vague, a thin sheen of sweat on the tip of her nose, seemingly still not fully recovered.

Fu Nancheng leaned down, slowly saying, "Lying comes with punishment."

The low, hoarse voice was extremely ambiguous, the warm breath falling on her ear, tickling.

Qiao Mo’s eyelashes fluttered slightly; just as she was about to push him away, he had already let go and turned away.

Qiao Mo felt dizzy, his words replaying in her mind repeatedly.

Lying comes with punishment...

It wasn’t until two minutes later that Qiao Mo fully came to her senses, rubbed her mouth fiercely, yet she was still enveloped with his scent.

Damned Fu Nancheng!

Her phone.

Qiao Mo snapped out of it, quickly ran to the balcony, but when she looked out, his figure was nowhere to be seen.

Qiao Mo was furious, a bit regretful; had she known, she would have switched the card in, but she just couldn’t stomach his unreasonable dominance!

But now, he was already gone.

No matter what she said, it was too late.

Qiao Mo felt a bit irritated, turned around, and coincidentally, a roommate came back.

Yu Qianxun looked at Qiao Mo, pausing for a moment: "Xiao Mo, you’re back."

Her tone carried a hint of delight; Qiao Mo returned her a smile, eyes slightly moist: "Just arrived."

"Xiao Mo, are you sick? Why is your face so red?" Yu Qianxun reached out to check Qiao Mo’s forehead, looking at her with a bit of concern.

Qiao Mo was slightly startled, involuntarily thinking of that kiss just now, her cheeks reddening a bit more, she changed the subject: "I was sick a few days ago, so that’s why I delayed the start of school, maybe I’m not fully recovered yet..."

"You really... how do you not know to take better care of yourself?"

Yu Qianxun gently hugged Qiao Mo: "I’ve heard of the Qiao family’s matters, but it’s a shame I can’t help."

Qiao Mo lowered her gaze, softly saying: "Qianxun, it’s good to still see you."

...

After Fu Nancheng got back to the car, he took out Qiao Mo’s pale gold phone, toying with it in his hand for a while.

Staring at the password on the screen, not knowing what he was thinking.

"To World Trade Mall."

"Yes, sir."

Half an hour later, Fu Nancheng went to the mall to pick a new white phone for Qiao Mo, clearly not planning to return the one in his hand to her.

After replacing the new sim card, he had it sent to Qiao Mo, while he himself arranged to meet with Yan Jiu.

Qiao Mo was organizing her things in the dorm all the way till two in the afternoon when a knock on the door sounded.

After opening the door, there stood the man who had handed her and Fu Nancheng towels and blankets by the seaside that day, expressionless in front of her.

The man was tall and slender, but his features were overly delicate, yet exuded a chill, his eyes unusually stern, causing Qiao Mo to glance at him a few more times.

"Miss Qiao."

"You are...?"

"I am Fifteen, the young master sent me to deliver your phone."

Upon hearing that, Qiao Mo was slightly dazed, heart filled with joy.

That cold-hearted man actually returned her phone?