Chapter Thirty-Two: Another Forced Kiss

  "Why are you staring at me with such hatred? What unforgivable crime have I committed, and why do you treat me as if I'm a beast? Is it because of this good mood that our Sixth Young Master's tone has become unusually gentle, and he feels a slight twinge of guilt in his heart? Did he really scare him just now?"

  "Hmm, that..." Our Meng Jun suddenly also became speechless. Indeed, this sinister man seemed to have done nothing evil, and even saved her once.

  Her hesitant appearance, a delicate little face turned red and fluffy, either from fear or embarrassment, just like a tenderly blooming rose, couldn't help but make people want to get close to her and take a peek at her beauty.

  "Since you can't say it, don't casually blurt out such unpleasant words in the future!" Mu Xingchen gradually loosened his grip on Meng Jun's arms, recalling the harsh words this young lady had hurled at him earlier. He still felt a bit displeased in his heart, no, to be precise, he was very displeased and felt wronged.

  He is tall and powerful, handsome and intimidating, rich and influential, the Prince Charming in many girls' hearts, and the ideal lover that many girls yearn for. But how did he become a thoroughly despicable villain in this girl's eyes? This is really infuriating and humiliating!

  "Th-that... fine, I won't say anything else. Can you let me go now?" Meng Jun asked with a pair of eyes that could melt people's hearts.

  The first half of the sentence was still tolerable, but this second half almost got Liu Shao's temper up. What is going on here? She was satisfied, but he hadn't even said what he wanted to say yet. Does he think he can just leave like that?

  No way! Mu Xingchen stretched out his slender fingers, stroking his chin, and stared at the girl in front of him. He was thinking seriously, this girl was indeed beautiful, but he had seen many beautiful women before, and there were always many around him who couldn't be driven away, so why did he have such a strong impression of her face?

  "Hey! Didn't you hear me talking? I've already sincerely apologized to you, can't you just let it go? I'm just a regular service staff here, I still need to work hard to earn money for my father's medical expenses. You and I are from two different worlds, you're a high-and-mighty rich young master, how can you understand the hardships of us common people? Please don't make things difficult for us ordinary folks in the future, that's all I have to say, I'm leaving!" Meng Jun said, turning around to walk away. Even if he had saved her before, what could she do about it? She didn't force him to save her anyway! Hopefully, they can clear things up today and not owe each other anything in the future.

  "Halt! This young master hasn't spoken yet, how dare you leave?" Mu Xingchen suddenly came to his senses, took a swift step forward, and with a long arm, effortlessly scooped up Meng Jun into his own embrace.

  "Hey!" Meng Jun's delicate eyebrows furrowed, just about to erupt, but suddenly realized that the abdominal black male in front of her was a full-fledged demon king. If she were to clash with him head-on, she would only end up at a disadvantage. So before the second half of the sentence "you" could even be uttered, her face had already transformed into a warm and gentle smile: "Sir, please show mercy and spare this humble girl?"

  Mu Xingchen was taken aback for a moment, how did this girl's face change faster than flipping through a book? However, knowing that she might be just making excuses to escape, but why did he find it so enjoyable to watch her? This girl really had eight scenic views on her body, making people unable to look away.

  "You're not speaking, I'll take it as a yes!" Meng Jun felt Mu Xingchen's hand relax slightly, and his heart couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement: this ruthless man had finally shown some mercy. Just as he was about to turn around and make a quick escape, he was suddenly pulled by Mu Xingchen with a powerful move, bringing him face-to-face with that handsome face at zero distance.

  "Poor Dream King, at this last critical moment, still didn't forget to make a final dying struggle, and begged: 'Sir, you're holding on a bit too tight, I'm having trouble breathing!'"

  "Are you out of breath?" Mu Xingchen asked sympathetically, looking calm on the surface, but unbeknownst to him, a small deer was already frantically running around in his heart.

  "Uh, yes, let go quickly!" Meng Jun said, completely unclear about the situation.

  "Alright, I'll give you a good breath then!" Mu Xingchen nodded generously and immediately, his face, which was as if carved by the gods, broke into a clever and heavenly smile. Next, his lips tightly, closely, and domineeringly stuck to hers.

  "Mmm" Meng Jun let out a soft cry, but that sound was swallowed up by his forceful kiss.

  "Forceful kiss! She was once again forcefully kissed by this abdominal black male tyrant. How could he do this? He had already taken away her first kiss, and now he wanted to take away her precious kisses one after another? Struggling, she struggled with all her might!"

  However, under his unyielding kiss, her actions were no different from hitting a stone with an egg.