One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love Chapter 4778 - Never Too Late to Love (185)
Previously on One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love...
Jing Yang seized her chin, dipped his head low, and appeared to drain every last breath from her.
Under the cover of darkness, she felt herself submerging, endless waves of seawater pouring relentlessly into her.
Asphyxiation…
Pain crept over her gradually, carried by the surging tides.
…
Sunlight spilled across the bed's edge the following morning.
Mu Yueyao fluttered her eyes open to discover she lay alone on the enormous bed.
Still groggy, she pushed herself upright and glanced about. Scattered clothes on the floor, disheveled sheets, and the pulsing ache in her head all bore witness to the previous night's frenzy.
“Jing…” His name nearly escaped her lips when noises came from the bathroom.
Her nerves on edge, Mu Yueyao yanked the blanket to shield her body. Moments later, Jing Yang stepped out clad in a bathrobe.
His flawlessly sculpted frame and striking features ensured that even a mere bathrobe failed to dull his commanding presence.
His fame as a top celebrity arose not solely from exceptional acting and vocal talents. That captivating face had lured endless admirers his way.
Swaddled tightly like a stuffed bun in mortification, Mu Yueyao yearned to speak and pierce the hush, yet words eluded her.
“Are you satisfied?” Jing Yang shattered the quiet first.
“Uh…” Mu Yueyao failed to catch his intent.
“Last night…” Jing Yang settled at the bed's side, a rare tenderness gleaming in his eyes. “Are you satisfied with my service?”
“…” Mu Yueyao's complexion drained pale in an instant.
His words pierced her like barbs of shame.
Yes, she desired him, but never in this manner!
Mu Yueyao turned her face aside, declining to meet his gaze. Jing Yang fixed her with a piercing stare, lifting a brow. “Oh? It seems that you’re not satisfied.”
“I…”
“It’s alright.” Jing Yang edged nearer, capturing her chin. “I have plenty of time now,” he said.
“Jing Yang!” Mu Yueyao reached her limit at last. “Don’t go too far!”
Jing Yang dismissed her protest entirely. His fingers laced with hers, drawing her into his hold before pressing a kiss to her lips.
Some enchanting force laced his kiss. The instant their lips connected, paralysis gripped her as if toxin coursed through her veins.
Mu Yueyao fought back with her fading reason. “Jing Yang, don’t…”
“Don’t you like it?” Jing Yang lowered his full weight onto her…
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At the Mu residence.
Mu Yueyao failed to return home through the night.
The man stayed perfectly serene. The club manager phoned with an update on Mu Yueyao's location, confirming she had remained alongside Jing Yang without departing the premises.
Mu Yazhe drew comfort from the report, though Yun Shishi remained uneasy. “These two fellows seem to have had some conflict recently? Are they really alright?”
The man replied with disapproval, “Let the youngsters settle their own matters. Why are you getting involved?!”
Yun Shishi pouted. “I’m also a youngster, alright?! Have I become an old woman in your eyes?”
He grunted in response. “Uh huh! An old woman!”
“What about you then? Wouldn’t that make you a stinky old man?”
“How could an old woman despise a stinky old man?”
“You…” Amid their teasing spat, Yun Shishi lost track of Mu Yueyao's overnight absence. “Hurry up and praise your wife for being beautiful!”
