Pampered by the Billionaire by Qin Dance

252: Chapter 205 Don’t Tell Me You Don’t Have Feelings For Me_1 252: Chapter 205 Don’t Tell Me You Don’t Have Feelings For Me_1 What did this kiss truly mean?

Nanxi didn’t know, she had no way of knowing.

She felt as though she was surrounded by countless interconnected webs, thick and suffocating, casting her into despair with a single glance.

She didn’t like the feeling of despair, for she had experienced it far too many times already!

The kiss was a lingering one, lasting a full five minutes.

Meanwhile, Mo Yan had yet to return!

After five minutes, he released her lips and looked down at her, catching his breath.

“How much did you drink…?”

“Not much…”

“Are you drunk?”

“No…” he brushed his fingertip gently across her cheek, “I’m quite sober now, more sober than I’ve ever been.”

Nanxi’s gaze flickered, a hint of sadness crossing her eyes.

Yinchu immediately leaned in to kiss her again, “Don’t be like this,

Nanxi, it’s not the end of the road yet!”

Not the end of the road?

But why did she feel like she had nowhere else to run?

Like she had reached her wit’s end!

“You really aren’t drunk,” Nanxi conceded.

Lu Yinchu grinned, “I’m not drunk, the one who’s drunk is you!”

…

Mo Yan returned after another five minutes.

By this time, Yinchu had sobered up and was sitting in silence next to Nanxi in the car.

Mo Yan handed out hangover medicine, which Yinchu refused with an upraised hand, “No need!”

“You should eat some.

Otherwise, you might have a headache tomorrow morning,” Nanxi advised from the side.

Smiling, he eventually took the hangover medicine and ingested it.

Mo Yan drove the two of them back to Yinchu’s villa.

As they got out of the car, Yinchu pulled Nanxi into the villa.

Nanxi was puzzled – he didn’t seem drunk at all!

In truth, Yinchu was drunk.

wanted to intoxicate himself, to numb his thoughts with

he never expected Mo Yan

overjoyed but also

that night, he

he saw her slapping his back in panic, calling his name repeatedly, her eyes filled with

cry, he truly

handed him

sip and instantly felt a bit more

left was just

“Lu Yinchu, are you

How are you feeling?”

Yinchu, say

He said nothing.

her closer into

years, he had drunk himself to oblivion countless times, often

there was no one around him to take care of him except

it was

it was to have her by his side, as

to have

…

helped him back

vomiting again

fact, he wouldn’t have let

held her slim waist, rested his head on her chest, and thus,

he woke up in the morning, his hand instinctively reached out

She was not there.

his forehead and attempted to recall last

quite clear, at least

she must have been quite frightened last night, or

to the window,

bathed in sunlight, with vibrant flowers blooming all around, filling him with a sense

…

seven forty, he had finished

mirror, he saw his reflection: A white shirt and black trousers, his usual attire, only because she had once said he was the best-looking man she had seen in a white shirt and black

words were genuine, but

her words, unable to forget

the sounds of cooking came from the

eyes flickered, and he

figure wearing his dark blue apron cutting tomatoes, presumably to

had already prepared some

would be the

the tomatoes, she was about to toss them

wrapped his arms tightly around her waist and rested his chin against her shoulder as his powerful chest pressed against her

scent intertwined with his deep magnetic voice as he asked

Startled, Nanxi stiffened.

to

and told the man behind her,

let go first!”

letting go, he held her even

her around, bent down to

gaze flickered, he held her chin and locked

breakfast was slightly awkward because of that

Yinchu, Nanxi was still relatively