Chapter 242: Chapter 242: Every Strand of Your Hair, Every Drop of Your Blood, is Mine

His questioning carried an air of confidence.

Yan Xinxin’s heart skipped a beat.

"No, I... I don’t like you."

"Is that so?"

Mo Chuxi responded softly, inching closer to her. He could clearly smell the fragrance lingering on her and feel the erratic beat of her heart.

Yan Xinxin instinctively tried to dodge, but his hand shot out faster, his cool palm catching hold of her chin.

A beam of faint light streamed through the car window, illuminating their faces separated by mere inches. Yan Xinxin’s heart raced furiously as Mo Chuxi’s intense gaze made her feel breathless.

"Let go of me! This is the school parking lot; there are people walking outside..."

"And so what?"

Mo Chuxi retorted indifferently.

"Afraid I’ll eat you?"

Of course! Yan Xinxin cursed inwardly and raised her hand to push him away. However, as soon as she did, her hand was swiftly caught. Mo Chuxi leaned in, his handsome face mere inches from hers, his thin lips almost brushing against hers.

"Mo Chuxi, stop it! I’ve already been listening to you, what more do you want?"

Xinxin pleaded helplessly, her

"Listening to me?"

raised an eyebrow, displeased, grabbing the bouquet of roses

sudden movement caused one of the rose petals to scrape across

"Ah—!"

see a faint trace of blood on the

expression darkened as he reached out

Xinxin pulled her

"Are you satisfied now?"

She asked indignantly.

at her

Xinxin, I’m not

"..."

fully sink in, Mo Chuxi lowered his head and claimed her lips in a domineering kiss, seizing her

for a few seconds, only regaining her senses once Mo Chuxi

hand again, and before she could react, he leaned down and placed her bleeding fingertip into his mouth. Shocked, Yan Xinxin stared at him, her small mouth agape, trying to jerk her hand away

"Mo Chuxi, you..."

used his saliva to disinfect her injured finger. It was only after a long moment that

raised his deep, electrifying eyes to look at her, a possessive glint unmistakably

or

smile, he reached out to pluck a

a fallen strand of your hair, a drop of your blood—it

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