Having been in touch with Mo Yuanxiu for so long, she had no idea when she started to feel less disgusted with him. Perhaps she had really not seen him with anyone else, or perhaps she really needed such a firm chest. At this point, she was hugging his back, burying herself in his chest, and trying her best to find comfort.
She felt that she needed this support now.
The two of them hugged.
Lu Manman had always felt that hugging was actually more affectionate than sleeping.
It was only because of the hormones that men and women would have physical needs. But hugging was a form of trust that was given freely. It was a form of physical contact that was initiated because of their inner turmoil.
He smiled and pulled her into his arms.
Lu Manman, who usually appeared so valiant and spirited, who always appeared not to need any support, was now so fragile in his arms. She felt like she would shatter if he used a little more force. His smile deepened, and his beautiful hand stroked her soft hair. During this segment, she was suppressing her emotions.
Time ticked.
Lu Manman felt that if she continued to indulge in this, she would no longer be the person she wanted to be.
She pushed him gently.
He let go of her.
Every time she resisted, he would take the initiative to leave whenever she felt a little repulsed. He would not make things difficult for her.
She actually knew that if he had been a little more forceful, she might have compromised.
It was just like what had happened at Gu Xin's wedding. If Mo Yuanxiu was a little more radical, she would bear with it.
But this was how this man would leave.
He would leave when he felt like she did not want to.
She thought that Mo Yuanxiu should know that he could actually do whatever he wanted to her now, but he just did not force her.
She really did not know if this man was patient, or if he did not want her as much as she thought!
He looked at her thoughtfully.
Seeing the change in her expression, his thin lips quivered. "Do you want to kill Wen Yun?"
Lu Manman, who was in a daze, tensed up. She suddenly looked at Mo Yuanxiu and saw how calm and composed he was.
"Should I kill Wen Yun?" Mo Yuanxiu repeated, reminding her that she had heard correctly.
"Why?"
"Didn't he make you unhappy?" he asked.
"You can kill him?" Lu Manman asked cautiously.
"Maybe," he said calmly.
"No." Lu Manman shook her head.
She shook her head instinctively.
Mo Yuanxiu furrowed his brows, and his expression changed slightly.
Lu Manman said, "If I kill him just because I can't stand him, what's the difference between me and him! And I don't feel good about letting him die like this! I have yet to see his reputation ruined. How could he die just like that!"
He looked at her.
She was a little agitated.
"Mo Yuanxiu, I don't know what kind of person you are. I actually regret finding you to collaborate with me. I thought I knew about your past and your capabilities, but now I feel like an idiot. I don't know anything about you. I don't know your identity. I don't know what you're doing behind my back, and I don't know why a rich man like Ye Heng would listen to you. I don't know why there are always some mysterious people around you. I don't even know if I'll die in front of you one day," Lu Manman said, but she was actually breaking down internally.. What she was saying was completely beyond her imagination and expectations.