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Come to the master bedroom and sleep with him?

Qiao Anxia laughed coldly, "Mo Tinyue, is this really that interesting?"

It was this line that he had spoken to her many times since the day he had returned to the city.

Qiao Anxia just found it laughable. Was there any need to conceal their relationship?

It was clearly something that anyone with eyes could see.

"You have no choice." He raised his eyes and ordered in a tone that could not be refuted.

Qiao Anxia did not say anything. She knew that it was something that could not be changed, so she was too lazy to bother with him.

He walked over to the bed, lifted the blanket and prepared to sleep.

The instant she laid down, Mo TIngyue suddenly strode over like a meteor. She pulled aside the quilt on the other side and was about to lie down.

Qiao Anxia was so shocked that he sat up. He pulled up his blanket and stared at him warily. "What are you doing?"

"Sleep." Mo TIngyue lay down naturally.

"You want to sleep in the same bed as me?" Looking at the man lying beside her in disbelief, Qiao Anxia subconsciously moved closer to the bed, maintaining a distance from him.

Mo TIngyue's eyes narrowed slightly as she turned to look at her. The corners of her lips curled up in an evil smile, "What? You really want to?"

The moonlight shining through the window onto his body softened his cold silhouette. No emotion could be discerned from his calm voice.

This caused Joanna to feel uneasy.

Usually when he spoke to her, he would be cold and indifferent, never as calm as he was at this very moment.

He had once hoped that the way he spoke would be calmer and less ice-cold.

But now that he had really done it, Qiao Anxia no longer cared.

"Either I'll sleep on the bed and you'll sleep on the sofa, or you'll sleep on the floor and I'll sleep on the bed." He pulled the blanket over himself and wrapped himself in it.

She only revealed her head and glanced at Mo Tinyue before speaking faintly, "I need to rest now. You choose one of your own."

Sofa and Floor...

She was the first woman who dared to do this to him.

There were many women who wanted to climb onto his crescent moon bed, and not long ago, Joanna was one of them.

After they came back from the Frigid Mo City, everything changed.

Mo TIngyue was somewhat unwilling to accept this. She lay down and hugged Qiao Anxia, who had wrapped her up into a roll.

"Mo Tinyue!" Feeling a weight on his body, Qiao Anxia angrily glared at him.

Being provoked by her huge reaction, Mo Tingyue was a little angry. She pinched her chin and said, "You can sleep with me, but not with me? "Qiao Anxia, aren't you going too far?"

"Let go!" He turned his face away and tried to shake his hand off.

Johann was pressing down on her, making it impossible for her to move.

She bit her lower lip in frustration. She had thought that he would leave without a blanket, but who knew he would cheat her.

"What is it? Did you get used to him sleeping in the same bed as you? Or are you used to sleeping with him? " Mo Tinyue sneered. The disdain and anger in her eyes intertwined.

Thinking of Qiao Anxia and Mo Han City being alone for so long, he was anxious and helpless.

He did not understand what she was feeling, so he could only mock and ridicule her to vent his displeasure.

It was obvious that in Qiao Anxia's eyes, he felt that he was unable to make heads or tails of what was going on. He coldly retorted, "We aren't as dirty as you think."

Hearing her words, Mo Tinyue felt a moment of joy in her heart. Her cold voice seemed to be filled with joy, "He didn't touch you?"

"Whatever you want."

Since he didn't want to get entangled with him, Qiao Anxia simply closed his eyes and went to sleep.

In any case, she was wrapped up tightly, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

There was no sound coming from her side. Mo TIngyue's gaze stopped on Qiao Anxia's calm face.

He noticed that there was a bit of sweat on her forehead, and unexpectedly felt that the woman who wrapped him up into a dumpling was somewhat adorable.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. He was like possessed. He pulled out the blanket from her body and covered himself up. His arm naturally wrapped around her waist as he laid quietly beside her.

The feeling of her soft arms moved his heart, and he couldn't help but hold her tightly.

After crashing into his hard chest, Qiao Anxia subconsciously struggled to get up. "Mo Tinyue, what are you doing?"

"Sleep." He answered lightly, as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world.

In front of him, Qiao Anxia's struggling strength was the size of an ant. She easily suppressed her struggling body, forcefully tightened her arms, and pressed them against the back of her head, trapping her within her embrace.

He rested his chin on the top of her head and smelled the light and pleasant fragrance off her body. He felt an indescribable serenity and comfort in his heart.

Regarding his unexpected act of intimacy, Joanna really wanted to kick him.

With all her strength, she struggled to raise her eyes and met with his eyes that had lost their coldness. She hesitated for a moment before asking, "Can you be a little more normal?"

Could it be that Mo Tinyue was going to suffer some sort of provocation?

Otherwise, why would he use such a calm and gentle gaze to look at her?

At the same time that she couldn't figure it out, it was the first time in the past four years that Mo Tingyue felt at peace.

It was simply because Joanna was by his side...

It was also the first time in four years that he had lain in the same bed with her, the first time he had hugged her like this, the first time he had ever known the smell of her was so intoxicating.

Feeling her struggling, Mo Tinyue was not angry. Instead, she felt that she was very cute and couldn't do anything to him due to her anger.

The corner of his mouth curled up unconsciously. "We're husband and wife. It's normal for us to sleep in the same bed."

His arrogant tone made Qiao Anxia feel very uncomfortable.

To say they were husband and wife now?

Too late!

Qiao Anxia no longer spoke and no longer struggled. Instead, he quietly pondered on how to escape from Mo Tinyue's demonic claws.

Under the moonlight, her delicate face appeared exceptionally snow-white, just like a pure holy spirit.

Mo TIngyue's gaze was attracted to her unknowingly. Her slender fingers gently lifted up her chin. A tender touch that was as thin as cream made the luster in his eyes deepen.

Also, the seductive fragrance she was giving off made his heart heat up. It seemed to be stimulating the strong desire he was hiding in the depths of his heart. His big hand quietly moved down.

Her burning, messy fingertips drew a detailed picture of her exquisite curves through her clothes.

His hot breath roasted her cheeks, causing Joanna's body to stiffen. Her face was unsightly to the extreme.

"Take your dirty hands away!" Cold words squeezed out of his lips and slapped his hand away.

Her eyes were filled with loathing, deeply stimulating Mo Tinyue.

"Dirty?" He squeezed her jaw so hard that his anger nearly shot out.

Mo TIngyue suddenly turned around and pressed her body forward. The burning anger in her eyes burned as she said, "Qiao Anxia, regardless of whether you accept it or not, you are still my woman!"

His ice-cold, bone-piercing voice made people tremble, and his expression was terrifyingly gloomy. He used all his strength to rip open her collar, revealing her snow-white skin in an instant, causing the color in his eyes to deepen.

His reason was driven by his desire, his aggressive masculinity suddenly approaching her, trying to take over every part of her beautiful body.

Mo TIngyue's face was buried in the pit of her neck, and her breathing became a little rough. It was so hot that it almost burned Qiao Anxia's skin.

"Aren't you afraid of hurting the woman you love?!" His whole body writhed and writhed, and Joanna's fists were clenched as she punched him.

Her fierce resistance was like scratching an itch in front of Mo TIngyue. It was completely useless.

Hearing her words, Mo Tinyue's rude actions faltered for a moment.

A cold glint appeared in his eyes as he stared at Johann.

He gave a gloomy smile but didn't have any intention of stopping. Instead, he pinched her exquisite face and pinched it, "Isn't marrying you already making her sad? I want you to perform your duties as husband and wife now, and that is your punishment. "