CHAPTER 170: CHAPTER 170: TWO BIRDS WITH ONE STONE (1)

Listening to his soft murmurs, Qiao Mo’s ears inexplicably turned a few shades redder, and strangely, she didn’t push him away.

Feeling the warmth of his chest, she didn’t know when she started to feel a bit reassured...

Qiao Mo lowered her gaze, listening to the sound of the tides rising and falling.

She thought, perhaps it was when he carried her on the beach, or when he shielded her under his body when the wild horse went berserk, or maybe... it’s the moment he repeatedly let go despite his rising desires.

A week later, Fu Nancheng’s injuries gradually improved, and there was less than a week until the deadline for the first equestrian clothing design.

In the early morning, when the sky was just getting light.

Fu Nancheng glanced at the woman in his arms and spoke in a deep voice, "It’s six o’clock."

Perhaps because he had just woken up, his voice was slightly hoarse, and Qiao Mo furrowed her brows and whimpered, remaining motionless.

Soon, a soft rustling kiss fell on her neck, mixed with a few strands of hair, itchy, yet very light.

Qiao Mo slightly turned and pushed him away with her hand, still keeping her eyes shut, showing no intention of waking up.

His gaze was deep, tightly clutching her waist.

"Hmm..."

Slight pain, Qiao Mo furrowed her brows and finally opened her eyes.

Only then did she realize what the hot body behind her was doing, and suddenly she was startled out of her sleepiness, sitting up from the bed.

Covering her white neck with one hand, she glared angrily at the man beside her: "You..."

Fu Nancheng’s expression was calm as he slowly got up, "It’s six twenty."

Qiao Mo checked the time, hurriedly got out of bed and ran into the bathroom, not forgetting to throw one last remark: "Pervert!"

Fu Nancheng’s eye twitched, but his mood was rather good.

After Qiao Mo slipped into the bathroom, she saw the pink traces on her neck and her pretty brows immediately knitted together, such a pervert!

Fortunately, it was already winter, and the thicker clothing would prevent discovery.

In a rush to get ready, she even ate breakfast in the car.

No choice, it’s Monday, and the school seems to have some lecture starting at half-past eight.

Unfortunately, Nanshan Villa is far away, and the car journey alone takes two hours. She really didn’t want to be named by the dean for being late!

The car had barely stopped when Qiao Mo ran out without looking back.

But a certain man pulled her back with one tug.

"Fu Nancheng..." Qiao Mo was a bit anxious.

"Hug me." The man’s gaze was profound, his dark eyes as impenetrable as ever.

Qiao Mo was momentarily stunned, a bit dazed.

Did he... just say that?

The two were at a stalemate in the car, Qiao Mo repeatedly doubting if her ears were malfunctioning.

But in the end, seeing him tightly grasping her wrist, Qiao Mo eventually gave in, stepping forward to gently hug him.

The man’s body was still familiar and refreshing, with a suit adding a hint of coolness, missing the warmth.

Quickly, Qiao Mo let him go, inexplicably not daring to meet his eyes, turning to leave the car.

Fu Nancheng quietly watched that departing figure, with her scent still lingering on him, yet so quickly it vanished... making him especially reluctant.

...

"Xiao Mo, over here!"

Upon hurriedly arriving at the classroom, Qiao Mo instantly saw Yu Qianxun had already secured a seat, waving at her.

Qiao Mo quickly ran to her side, gently exhaling.

Luckily she wasn’t caught by the dean, otherwise graduating soon and getting caught would be so embarrassing.