Chapter 633 - Too Hard to Escape from the Chains of Love (10)

Chapter 633: Too Hard to Escape from the Chains of Love (10)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Gu Mohan’s gaze was still on her fair legs in a way that was somewhat indecent.

The next moment, Tang Mo’er’s mind was blown and she flushed. She had finally realized what he meant exactly.

This shameless man!

She had been fooled by him!

“Gu Mohan, you’re shameless!” Tang Mo’er lifted her hand, wanting to give him a slap.

Gu Mohan turned his head and avoided her slap, he lifted his hand to grasp her wrist instead.

She fell right into his arms right after he pulled on her wrist.

A masculine scent instantly invaded her senses, Tang Mo’er felt humiliated yet angry at the same time. “Gu Mohan!”

She was fuming in rage.

Behaving just like an enraged kitten, she screamed at him with that sensual voice of hers. Gu Mohan’s Adam’s apple bobbed and he held onto the back of her head and caressed her hair. “Little one, I was just teasing you. Even if I really plan to do it, I’ll wait until you’ve reached your first trimester.”

“Dream on!” Tang Mo’er stretched out her hands and tried to push his chest away.

Gu Mohan planted kisses on her hair gently, saying, “I’ve got your word on that, I’ll have my deep interaction with my baby when you’re asleep and dreaming then.”

“...”

What was wrong with him?

Why was he so shameless and flirty today?

Tang Mo’er suddenly felt her heart soften, she was reminded of her Mr Gu. Mr Gu was that shameless!

It felt weird if he didn’t continue with his shameless flirtations just for a day.Fôll0w current novÊls on n/o/(v)/3l/b((in).(co/m)

But... it has been so long since he had been like that.

She missed Mr Gu so much.

Knock knock. An’an’s voice could be heard from outside. “Little sister-in-law, are you awake?”

Tang Mo’er quickly pushed Gu Mohan away and replied, “An’an, I’m awake.”

“Yes, Xuanji has been unconscious for many years only because she’s stuck in her dreamland. As long as we bring her out of her dreamland, she’ll regain consciousness.”

What dream was Lin Xuanji stuck in?

It’s been so many years, what dream was she stuck in, that she wouldn’t even regain consciousness?

Who was she dreaming about?

...

Everyone arrived outside the altar and Meng Che unlocked the door. Only Master Miao Gu entered the altar.

Lin Xuanji was still in the crystal coffin and there weren’t any changes in her physical appearance.

Master Miao Gu then took out a pocket watch and closed his eyes.

Lu Jinwen and Jun Mosheng were both outside the altar, watching through the windows. They were both curious to find out who was Lin Xuanji dreaming about.

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There wasn’t any other sound in the altar, the only sound was coming from the pocket watch.

Lu Jinwen and Jun Mosheng both closed their eyes and everyone had entered Lin Xuanji’s dreamland.

Her dreamland wasn’t dark, but colorful and warm. The skies were filled with dandelions.

In the sea view bungalow, all the maids were standing in the living room and everyone was anxious and shuddering. No one dared to speak a word.

Unlike the bright and sunny weather outside, the atmosphere in sea view bungalow felt extremely cold and unwelcoming.

“Sir, Madam Xuanji is going into labor soon. Are we going to send Madam into the hospital or get a doctor over to deliver the baby?” Butler Ye asked.

A man was seated on the couch in the living room. He was holding a set of newspapers in his hands and lowered his head while reading it.

He didn’t speak.

A maid upstairs screamed. “Sir, bad news! The baby’s head is popping out but it’s stuck, why isn’t the doctor arriving yet? Madam is bleeding and if the bleeding continues her life would be in danger. At this rate, it will cost both their lives!”

Butler Ye looked at the man on the couch for instruction but he continued reading his newspapers and didn’t utter a word.

The scene changed into the bedroom upstairs.

The room was dark and the curtains weren’t opened. A woman lay on the bed and her hair was all stuck to her face, clammy from the perspiration. She clung onto the bedsheets until they were all wrinkled.

“Sir, please just tell us what to do! The baby’s head is stuck and she won’t be able to make it!” The maid exclaimed in a frenzied panic.