C251 – You Crazy Bastard!!!
“You can’t claim you missed me. Are you relieved I returned unharmed?”
Despite their semblance to a plea, Mu Sizheng delivered those words with a tone that bordered on a threat toward Nong Mobai.
“Who gives a damn if anyone missed you? Quit sugarcoating it,” Nong Mobai retorted, maintaining his resolve.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com
Mu Sizheng remained silent, his gaze turned cold as he regarded Nong Mobai. Uncertain whether Nong Mobai would erupt in anger, he still had to yield. Yet, given Mu Sizheng’s nature, chances of this happening were slim.
“How much longer will you keep me on edge? Get up, you’re irritating as hell.”
Nong Mobai snapped irritably, albeit lacking the fervor of earlier.
Mu Sizheng stayed quiet but released his grip on Nong Mobai.
“Speak up! When do you plan on departing?”
His demeanor frigid, he interrogated Mu Sizheng as if inquiring about his departure from Huaxia, not just leaving the current place.
“I’m not leaving this time. I’m staying with you.”
Mu Sizheng leaned over, pressing down on Nong Mobai’s just-raised body. His voice softened considerably, shedding its former coldness.
Nong Mobai might have intended to retaliate, but he found himself staring blankly at Mu Sizheng.
His gaze turned icy and perilous, as if on the brink of eruption.
“Ha, what a joke. As I said, I’ve had my share of flings with many men before. Do you think I’m foolish enough to wait for your return?” Mu Sizheng, you overestimate yourself!”
Though there was no substance to his words, he deliberately uttered them to provoke Mu Sizheng.
And provoke him he did. “Nong Mobai.”
Mu Sizheng bellowed, his voice quaking with fury.
“Why are you shouting?” What about you? Have you remained celibate throughout your years of absence?” Shout!
“Do you truly think I react to every man?”
With a frigid countenance, he forcibly turned Nong Mobai around.
“What in the world do you think you’re doing, you bastard?”
Nong Mobai’s complexion drained of color instantly, replaced by a palpable fear.
“For what purpose? It’s to ascertain if you’re unharmed.”
Nong Mobai struggled against the brute force restraining him, but Mu Sizheng held him in place, rendering his efforts futile.
“Damn you, you insane bastard...”
Nong Mobai writhed in resistance, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes due to the excruciating pain, yet Mu Sizheng’s grip remained unyielding.