Chapter 167: Insulting the Half-Naked Woman on His Bed *

[Warning: Mild to moderate spicy activity in this chapter.]

He leaned in close, his lips grazing over hers. "I am," he whispered.

His lips brushed against her, teasing her. She latched onto the bottom one and gave him a little bite, hard and fast, just like the way he liked it. Mo Qingchen wrapped his arms around her shoulder and lifted her up into a sitting position, their lips never parting. His hands came up behind the back of her head and held it in place as his lips did delicious things to her mouth. By the time he let her up for air, she had flung her hands over his shoulder and began climbing him like a tree. 

"How do you feel after the workout?" he asked hoarsely. 

"Like I am about to lose my mind," she could barely get the words out. 

"You're not in pain?" he asked, taking a step away from her. 

"I am now," she grunted, still having trouble catching her breath.