Chapter 155: Butterflies in the Stomach
Qiao Ruoxin picked up the watch and, with great focus and care, fastened it around the man's wrist.
All the while, Mo Chen was staring at her, as if he was trying to see right through her.
His dark eyes held depths like the ocean, the corners of his lips curling into a slight arc.
His memories drifted back to when Qiao Ruoxin was 12.
This little troublemaker had snatched a book from one of her male classmates in a mischievous act, her youthful voice taunting, "I'm not giving it back to you! What can you do about it? Meh meh meh..."
Watching this scene, he had let out a light chuckle at the time.
Such a pretty little devil...
He had felt a surge of the desire to take her in hand.
After Qiao Ruoxin finished helping the man with the watch, she noticed he was staring at her intently.
She couldn't help but call out, "Mo Chen, what are you thinking about?"
Mo Chen gazed at her moist, parting lips, his eyes darkening further. It had been four days since he last kissed her.