Chapter 185: I’m not so generous. I have to get something back.

Chapter 185

The palm of the man's hand on her back was scalding hot.

Sheng Mumu was unexpectedly burned by his fiery gaze.

Her cheeks flew red.

She placed her palm against the man's muscular waist and abdomen, trying to widen the distance between them.

But she discovered that the hand behind her back didn’t allow her to move at all.

She attempted to push him away a few times, to no avail.

"Not being reasonable anymore?" Qi Mo raised an eyebrow at her.

"I'm being reasonable," Sheng Mumu retorted.

She pinched him in passing.

Payback.

Then she looked up to see his reaction.

However, he didn't seem pained at all. On the contrary, a hint of a smile emerged from the corner of his eyes and mouth. He slowly said,

“Okay, you were saying?”

Sheng Mumu laughed mirthlessly. Recognizing the disparity in strength between men and women, she gave up struggling. Going limp, she leaned on him.

"Let me think," she craned her neck to look at him, pondering how to refute him.

When thinking, she had the habit of tapping her chin with her fingers.

In this position, her fingers couldn’t reach her chin.

So her fingertips lightly tapped the side of the man's waist instead.

The man’s body stiffened, his gaze lowered as he looked at her, patiently waiting for a response.

At the same time enduring the unbearable sensation spreading from his waist.

His long eyelashes were clearly defined. In his eyes lay a stretch of shadows.

The lamp illuminated his excellently handsome face from the side.

Sheng Mumu's eyebrows knitted slightly.

Damn.

Even from this awful angle looking up, this man was still so dashing and good-looking.

Sheng Mumu took a light breath, not letting the man's allure influence her. She organized her logic.

After thinking for a bit, her eyes lit up.

She calmly refuted:

“What you said doesn’t stand.”

“And I wasn’t negotiating with you. I was informing you. I'm also upholding the treaty, so where is it unequal?”

She became increasingly justified, eloquently arguing:

“Besides, even if it were unequal, so what if I bullied you a bit? Not allowed?”

“......” Qi Mo was a little dumbfounded, gazing at her incredulously.

After a long pause, his complexion gradually relaxed.

Revealing a trace of indistinct grievance.

He was persuaded by her unreasonable logic.

What could he do with her?

Even if she openly bullied him, he wouldn’t complain.

Bullying him for a lifetime was also possible.

“Alright,” Qi Mo conceded, but only halfway. “However, I only accept the first article of the treaty. The second and third won’t do.”

This was already the biggest compromise the competitive businessman could accept.

“What I got today is enough,” the corner of Qi Mo’s mouth slowly curved up, his voice raspy and sexy.

Even at this moment he maintained a gentleman’s demeanor.

Stopping after a taste.

Not crossing the line again.

Sheng Mumu’s cheeks were fiery hot as she looked straight at him.

Her heart had never beat so intensely before.

At this moment, Qi Mo’s self-restraint attracted her more deeply than ever.

She suddenly hooked her hands around his neck, stood on her tiptoes, and lightly pecked the corner of his mouth.

Quickly moving away after.

Smiling charmingly at him.

“I’ll give you a bit more, allowing you to kiss me for a while longer.”

The man’s body stiffened, delightful surprise emerging in his eyes as he leaned down.

Having obtained permission...

He gently and unhurriedly kissed her once more.

When thinking about the “first article” scene, Sheng Mumu’s face reddened.

She shook her head, pulling her thoughts back to the present.

She looked at the message on her phone from Qi Mo: “I regret agreeing to your ‘first article’ treaty.”

Sheng Mumu laughed to herself, muttering:

“You already got the benefits but want to go back on it. Humph, men.”

Just as she finished speaking, her phone rang.

The screen displayed “Husband”.

Qi Mo was calling her.

As expected, she shouldn't have insulted him even just in her thoughts.

Answering the call.

Qi Mo spoke faster than usual. His tone was still calm and composed. His first sentence was:

“It’s not work hours now.”

Sheng Mumu was astonished, glancing at her watch.

She discovered it had just turned five, with the seconds hand moving forward ten seconds.

She instantly understood Qi Mo was explaining he hadn’t violated their “first article” treaty, since he called her after work.

Sheng Mumu couldn’t help bursting into laughter.

Feeling this man was trained more and more adorably by her.

But she only dared say this in her heart, not telling Qi Mo.

She was afraid that if she arrogantly admitted it, who knew who would end up training whom.

“What’s the good news?” Qi Mo asked her.

“Oh, it’s like this—”

Sheng Mumu restrained her smile and answered him.

“—When I sent you the message it was still good news. But now it’s become bad news.”

“Hm?”

“Starting next week, we’ll take turns tutoring Qi Shao Bai.”

“......”

“No need to keep quiet. You’ll still need to tutor even if you’re silent.”