?Chapter 304: Chapter 304: Little Ghost, I Love You   Chapter 304: Chapter 304: Little Ghost, I Love You                                   After Lu Xingxing left, only the two of them remained in the spacious living room.


    Mo Chen directly picked her up and ced her on hisp, gripping her slim waist, “Little Ghost, when did I say anything about her figure being an eyesore?”


    “It’s pretty much the same thing.”


    The man chuckled derisively, “I might be retaliated against by that woman, and you’re not worried?”


    Qiao Ruoxin’s slender fingers climbed onto the man’s shoulders, “Mo Chen, Miss Lu is no match for you, or is it that, because you were betrothed as children, you can’t bear to make a move?”


    As expected, Mo Chen’s expression turned colder, and his grip on her slim waist tightened.


    The man’s eyes narrowed slightly, his voice cold, “You’re just an ungrateful brat!”


    Instead of getting angry, Qiao Ruoxinughed, “I’ve caused trouble for you again.”


    Having said that, she hugged the man’s body, her chin resting on his broad shoulders.


    Mo Chen hugged her tender body, his tone nasty as he spoke into her ear, “Good that you know.”


    Qiao Ruoxin leant on the man’s shoulder,plex emotions flickering in her eyes.


    If one were to say what was different about Mo Chen now from before, there really wasn’t any difference. They were still intimate, hugging and kissing, but that was as far as it went.


    Mo Chen would no longer make any real advances towards her.


    Could it be… he was tired of her? Was he no longer interested in her body? Was just a sense of duty sustaining their love?


    Thinking of these things, Qiao Ruoxin felt agitated and confused.


    If that really was the case, what was the point of their love?


    Suddenly, Qiao Ruoxin looked up, staring at the man’s handsome face.


    A trace of confusion appeared in Mo Chen’s dark eyes, and his long fingers touched her small face, “What’s wrong?”


    She was silent for a few seconds, then lowered her head and fiercely kissed the man’s thin lips.


    Mo Chen was momentarily stunned, his handsome face sweeping with surprise. This was someone else’s house, and Little Ghost never messed around in public, nor did she allow him to.


    This…


    He watched the small face before him, her thick curledshes still damp.


    Feeling Qiao Ruoxin’s soft lips.


    The man’srge palm slowly moved from her waist to her shoulders, pushing her back, “Little Ghost, what are you doing?”


    “I can’t even kiss my own boyfriend now? Do you not even want to kiss me anymore?”


    Qiao Ruoxin’s voice came with a whimper of grievance. What on earth was wrong with this damned man?


    She really wanted to know! But whether she asked indirectly or directly, Mo Chen always seemed unwilling to answer her.


    Mo Chen’s handsome face suddenly looked a bit gloomier; he touched her head, trying to soothe her, “Stop it, we’re in someone else’s house.”


    “…”


    Her tears suddenly burst out, feeling incredibly wronged.


    Even after making such an initiative, was this really the only reaction the damned man could muster?


    At that moment, the sound of footsteps approached.


    Qiao Ruoxin wiped her tears and quickly moved away from the man’s embrace, sitting down on a nearby sofa.


    The hostess of the party came over, smiling, “Mr. Mo, is Miss Qiao all right?”


    Mo Chen took her hand, stood up, and spoke with a heavy voice, “It’s nothing, we should be going. Thank you for your hospitality.”


    “Sure, take care on your way.”


    Qiao Ruoxin said nothing, allowing the man to lead her away by the hand.


    …


    In the car.


    The atmosphere was extremely stiff.


    Qiao Ruoxin was sitting on one side, intentionally keeping her distance from the man, not wanting to get close to him.


    After staring at her for ten minutes, Mo Chen finally couldn’t bear it any longer, pulling her into his arms and tightly wrapping around her body.


    “Let go of me!” She struggled, twisting her body.


    “…”


    The man remained silent, yet he refused to let her go.


    Qiao Ruoxin struggled in vain for quite a while, causing a fineyer of sweat to form on her forehead.


    The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt; tears couldn’t help but flow out, gliding down her cheeks to her jawline before dropping onto the back of the man’s hand.


    Seeing the teardrop on the back of his hand, Mo Chen felt a tightness in his chest.


    Obvious panic appeared in his dark eyes; he kissed Qiao Ruoxin’s cheek and coaxed her softly, “I’m sorry, I was wrong. Don’t cry, alright?”


    Still asking her if it’s alright?


    “Then do you even know why I am crying?” Her soft voice was filled with a mixture of grievance and reluctance.


    Mo Chen’s eyes darkened: “Because you have physical needs, and I didn’t satisfy them for you.”


    Once these words were out.


    Qiao Ruoxin’s face suddenly turned extremely embarrassed, what was a heartfelt sorrow suddenly took on an odd atmosphere because of his words!


    It took her a full ten seconds to snap out of it before she fiercely pped her hand on the man’s shoulder: “What nonsense are you talking about! I’m crying because… I feel like you don’t love me as much as you used to!”


    How did she always feel that she and this damned man were never on the same wavelength?


    Mo Chen frowned unhappily, hugged her tight, and scolded, “Not true!”


    “Then why do you seem so repelled? Are you tired of me, fed up…”


    Though she wanted to say such words, she really couldn’t bear it anymore; she couldn’t tolerate Mo Chen’s attitude towards her.


    Perhaps she had been spoiled by Mo Chen, which made her unable to withstand even the slightest bit of neglect.


    The next second, Mo Chen pinned her down on the seat, forcefully kissing her lips, leaving her unable to speak anymore, even tasting the salty vor of her tears.


    Qiao Ruoxin felt as if she were about to suffocate from his kisses, virtually given no chance to breathe.


    “Mmm! What are you doing!”


    “Is this passionate enough? Does it convey how I feel? Do I look like I’m tired of it to you?”


    “…”


    She gasped for fresh air, feeling that her face must have turned red from suffocation.


    She locked eyes with Mo Chen for a full minute, then the man kissed her lips again.


    But this time, Qiao Ruoxin pushed away his chest: “Again? Haven’t you had enough?”


    “Didn’t you think I wasn’t passionate enough?” The man said inly, his expression calm.


    “I… I can’t exin it to you, just get up!”


    Qiao Ruoxin felt unable tomunicate with him; Mo Chenpletely misunderstood her meaning.


    She spoke of an emotional feeling, but Mo Chen took it as her having physical needs, which was really a bit exasperating.


    Even though, Qiao Ruoxin also felt that her series of actions seemed like theints of someone frustrated in desire.


    But actually, she wanted to understand what was on Mo Chen’s mind!


    Mo Chen sat upright, helping her to sit up as well, his slender fingers straightening her disheveled curls, his voice patient and deep: “Speak clearly, I can understand.”


    “I… I just feel like you don’t love me anymore, or not as much as you used to.”


    The man coldly retorted, “Not true.”


    “Then why do I feel like you’re avoiding me intentionally or not?”


    “It’s not true, it’s your delusion.”


    Qiao Ruoxin looked bewildered: “Really?”


    “Hmm.”


    Mo Chen wrapped his arms around her slender waist, holding her soft body against him, his chin resting in the hollow of her neck, his voice low and sensual: “Little Ghost, I love you.”


    She immediately felt a tingling sensation spread throughout her body.


    Could it really be that she was overthinking everything?