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.

himself, to numb his

never expected Mo Yan to bring her

but also a bit

that night, he

slapping his back in panic, calling his name repeatedly, her

cry, he truly

him

instantly felt a bit

was left was just

him, “Lu Yinchu,

How are you feeling?”

say something, say

He said nothing.

her closer into

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

to take care of him except

now, it was

it was to have her by his side, as if she

have you, Nanxi, by

…

Nanxi helped him back to his

again while

have

rested his head on her chest, and

up in the morning, his hand instinctively reached out

She was not there.

rubbed his forehead and attempted

memory appeared quite clear, at least it wasn’t in

quite frightened last night, or else why

of bed and walked to the window,

with vibrant flowers blooming all around, filling him with a

…

around seven forty, he had finished

white shirt and black trousers, his usual attire, only because she

wasn’t sure if her words were genuine, but

would instinctively remember her words,

the sounds

flickered, and he quietly

saw her petite figure wearing his dark blue apron cutting

already prepared some

seemed the noodles would be the main course for

to toss them into the pan, when

her waist and rested his chin against her shoulder as

with his deep magnetic

Startled, Nanxi stiffened.

oil had started to sizzle

her lip and told

let go first!”

that instead of letting go, he held her even tighter, pulling her back

to

gaze flickered, he held her chin and locked lips with

slightly awkward because of

Yinchu,