Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free
Chapter 86: Could it be that you expect me to coax you (6)

Chapter 86: Chapter 86: Could it be that you expect me to coax you (6)

Fu Nancheng slowly approached, and Qiao Mo’s heart grew tighter until the fresh scent of his post-bath body reached her nose. With nowhere left to retreat, Qiao Mo pressed her hands against the wall behind her, uneasily facing the man in front of her.

He placed his hands on either side of her head, completely enclosing her within the bend of his arms.

Qiao Mo’s throat, already feeling like it was on fire, became even more parched at this moment. She involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva, barely daring to meet his eyes.

His thin lips drew ever closer to her, and Qiao Mo’s heart beat faster and faster, nearly leaping out of her throat.

Seeing his thin lips about to fall on hers, Qiao Mo slightly turned her head, closed her eyes, and his lips lightly brushed against her cheek, cool to the touch.

Fu Nancheng paused slightly, his gaze deepening.

Seeing her flushed little face, he snorted coldly and left with a sullen expression.

Qiao Mo was slightly stunned and slowly opened her eyes, only to see that he had already left the bedroom.

Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, her gaze somewhat lost as she watched his retreating figure.

In fact, it wasn’t unreasonable for her to think this way, after all, since she moved in, he hadn’t stayed at home, but tonight he changed into pajamas, and it was already late at night, so how could she not overthink?

The tension in Qiao Mo’s heart finally relaxed completely after he closed the door. She leaned against the wall, feeling the world spinning and extremely uncomfortable.

Returning to the bedroom, she slowly walked to the bed, shivering. Even though the room was quite warm, she couldn’t help but feel cold, her eyelids heavy.

She really didn’t have the heart to think about anything else, she just wanted to sleep.

But she was also afraid that Fu Nancheng might suddenly come in; she really didn’t have the strength to fend him off right now.

After hesitating for a moment, Qiao Mo locked the bedroom door again. Knowing he had a key card, she dragged her weakened body, moving two bedside tables and his boss chair to press against the door firmly.

After fiddling around for over ten minutes, Qiao Mo was panting from exhaustion.

Yet, looking at the things piled in front of the door, she still didn’t quite feel at ease.

Glancing around the room, there seemed to be nothing else she could move.

His desk looked quite heavy, but Qiao Mo gave up the thought after just looking at it.

After some more fiddling, she simply piled up the desk lamp, her suitcase, and a heap of messy small things over there.

Only when the blocked door was almost completely covered did Qiao Mo feel a bit more secure.

After all, Fu Nancheng was not exactly the gentlemanly type, so this at least gave her a little peace of mind.

She let out a light breath and directly snuggled into the covers.

She was feeling terribly unwell, wrapping the blanket tightly around herself, tossing and turning for a long time but unable to fall asleep.

Qiao Mo thought she must be sick, otherwise she wouldn’t feel this cold.

If only she could take some medicine, she might feel a bit better. But thinking about it again, rather than asking that man, she’d rather just endure it like this. So she stayed in bed without even taking a sip of water.

On the other hand, Fu Nancheng, who had left the bedroom, sat on the sofa with a grim face, looking terrifyingly serious.

He hadn’t expected her to see him that way!

Did she really think he was so desperate!

But after just sitting for two minutes, thinking of her flushed little face, he couldn’t sit still any longer.

Immediately, he called Qin Zhaoran: "Zhaoran, come over."

"Are you sick?" Qin Zhaoran asked, frowning.

Fu Nancheng lowered his gaze: "It’s not me."

Qin Zhaoran was silent for a moment, then said, "Got it, I’ll be there in half an hour."