?Chapter 313: Chapter 313: Actively Pleasing Mr. Mo   Chapter 313: Chapter 313: Actively Pleasing Mr. Mo                                   Jiang Mansion Number One.


    After Mo Chen returned, he sat on the sofa in the living room. The nanny approached and said, “Mr. Mo, would you like some sobering tea? Should I go and prepare a bowl for you?”


    The man leaned back on the sofa, his eyes closed, and hezily responded, “Hmm…”


    As the nanny was about to turn and leave, Mo Chen asked, “Where’s the Little Ghost?”


    “Miss Qiao is up on the bedroom’s observation deck. She said she wanted to read the script and not to be disturbed unless you came back.”


    Mo Chen chuckled softly, opened his eyes, then got up and walked upstairs, instructing, “Bring up the sobering teater.”


    “Okay.”


    …


    Inside the bedroom.


    Qiao Ruoxin sat cross-legged on an outdoor sofa wearing a man’s white shirt, a picture of alluring beauty clearly prepared with care.


    She was also wearing a faint perfume, which was extremely suggestive.


    Next to her was the script, her hand clutching her phone tightly.


    Qiao Ruoxin opened the socialworking forum APP again, seeking the almightyizens’ help once more: How can I reignite passion in my boyfriend?


    And so, she had put on one of Mr. Mo’s white shirts.


    Everything was ready.


    She nced at her phone screen again, where ament read: “If all else fails, just force the issue! Don’t tell me he could remain indifferent after you’ve done all this, if he truly still loves you…”


    Qiao Ruoxin quickly replied: “Of course he loves me!”


    Suddenly!


    The sound of the door opening came from the bedroom.


    It startled her, and her phone fell onto the sofa.


    Qiao Ruoxin hurriedly put on a calm exterior, picked up the script, and started reading it earnestly.


    Mo Chen pushed open the bedroom door, looking around for the Little Ghost but couldn’t see her anywhere.


    He took off his suit jacket andid it on the bench at the foot of the bed, then walked toward the terrace.


    The moment he reached the terrace, his dark pupils constricted slightly.


    The night breeze was gentle, and Qiao Ruoxin, wearing only a man’s white shirt, sat cross-legged on the sofa, her long hair lifted by the wind.


    The sleeves were rolled up, revealing her slender arms, one hand propping up her cheek, the other holding the script as she studied it intently.


    Amid the night backdrop, the scene was quite beautiful.


    Mo Chen, with his tall figure, walked over.


    Only when his shadow loomed did Qiao Ruoxin pretend to be oblivious and looked up, “When did youe back? You’re so quiet when you walk.”


    “Hmm, just got back.”


    Mo Chen looked down at her current pose, her slender legs crossed, a soft seductiveness in her posture which was alluring him.


    His voice hoarse, the man said, “Little Ghost, put your legs down.”


    “Oh…”


    Qiao Ruoxin obediently unfolded her legs and stepped into her slippers.


    The man sat beside her, picking up the script she was holding and nced at it, “Falling Star.”


    “Did you pick this movie?”


    “Yeah, I think the plot is interesting. As long as the special effects are done well, it’s definitely going to be good.”


    Mo Chen ced the script on the nearby coffee table, frowning slightly. The air seemed to be filled with a trace of perfume, faint yet sweetly enticing.


    He leaned close to her corbone, took a whiff, and looked up at her, “Did you spray perfume?”


    “Well, the brand I endorse gave it to me. They say it’s thetest model. How is it, does it smell good?”


    Mo Chen nodded, “Not bad.”


    He then turned his attention to the man’s shirt on the Little Ghost, and he couldn’t help but frown, “Why are you wearing my shirt?”


    “…”


    Such a dense man, can’t he feel even the slightest hint of flirtation? And he asks so directly!


    Qiao Ruoxin could only show a smile, “My pajamas were being washed, so I casually took one of your shirts to wear. Why, do you object?”


    Mo Chen chuckled softly, wrapping his long arms around her shoulders, eyeing her white shirt, “No, it looks pretty good. You can wear it often in the future.”


    The corners of her mouth curled up into a smile.


    As expected!


    Men always like women wearing their clothes!


    Theizens were right about that one!


    So whates next? It’s toote to check the phone forizenments now, she could only rely on her memory, thinking hard.


    Right!


    Next was to use little gestures, expressions, and ambiguousnguage to entice him, to incite him.


    Qiao Ruoxin leaned on the man’s shoulder, her delicate fingers touching his Adam’s apple, “Brother Mo Chen, has Young Master Gu not troubled you?”


    “He has.”


    The man’s gaze remained on her slender legs, long and white, thin and straight.


    “How did you deal with it?”


    She deliberately got up and sat in hisp, wrapping her arms around his neck.


    Her mind was still thinking about what else theizens had said on her phone. Howe she couldn’t remember any of it at the crucial moment?


    Mo Chen’s long arms captured her slender waist, his voicezy, “Do you care about him that much?”


    “…”


    Was there a hint of sourness in his tone?


    “Why are you being so sour? Could it be that I could fall for Gu Mocheng?”


    The man slightly narrowed his eyes, his voice low and serious, “Apparently, you used to be his ideal type?”


    Qiao Ruoxin froze for a moment, then continued to y dumb, “Really? I didn’t know that, but he is your good brother. It’s normal for him to have a simr taste in aesthetics as you.”


    Mo Chen snorted coldly, “From now on, you’re not allowed to look at him, talk to him, or chat with him on WeChat.”


    She couldn’t help butugh lightly, only agreeing, “Alright, alright, I’ll listen to you.”


    Her small hand kept ying with the man’s Adam’s apple, feeling its upward and downward motion, and the vibration when he spoke. It was amusing.


    Mo Chen’s Adam’s apple tickled as she touched it, he grabbed her small hand, “Stop moving around.”


    Ah!


    She remembered!


    Finally, she remembered the contents of theizen replies to the post on her phone.


    She embraced the man’s neck tightly, leaning close to his ear, she whispered, “Brother Mo Chen, I miss you.”


    Would this move work? She’d find out after trying.


    Mo Chen raised an eyebrow, “I’m right in front of you.”


    “…”


    As expected, just a typical straightforward man. All the subtle flirting, he just didn’t get it.


    She lowered her voice again, whispering in the man’s ear, “I want…”


    A look of surprise crossed the man’s handsome face as he looked at her small face, “What did you say?”


    “You heard me, didn’t you?”


    How embarrassing, did she really have to say it a second time? Not a chance!


    Mo Chen was seeing Little Ghost take the initiative like this for the first time. From ‘knowing her, to being with her, to their numerous breakups and makeups, she had never been so forward before.


    His long fingers gripped Qiao Ruoxin’s chin, kissing her down, tender and lingering.


    “Alright, you can have whatever you want.”


    His voice was husky to the extreme, blending with the enticing night.


    The next second.


    Mo Chen scooped her up around the waist and walked towards the bedroom.


    Qiao Ruoxin’s eyes sparkled. Did it actually work?


    She was ced on the bed by the man, sinking deep into the mattress, and then the man tore off his tie and leaned over her.


    However, after a short while, Mo Chen’s face darkened slightly, he pinned Qiao Ruoxin beneath him, motionless, unresponsive…