Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 185: Chapter 185 What should I do, I can’t control myself around you now...

This door was locked from the outside, and at this moment, Mo Qian heard the conversation of two people outside. He had already placed his hand on the doorknob, ready to firmly block the door.

But this was ultimately not a solution.

What could be done to stop Zhu Ming’an from coming in?

Suddenly, a pair of pale, slender hands rested lightly on Mo Qian’s shoulders. He turned his head sharply and saw that Ji Wei had approached him at some point. noveldrama

Both of them understood implicitly that under no circumstances could the people outside discover the situation in this room.

Otherwise, Mo Qian’s carefully planned deception would be shattered.

Ji Wei’s clear eyes fixed steadily on Mo Qian. In the next moment, she suddenly leaned forward, holding his neck with her hand and pressing her lips against his.

Mo Qian understood immediately what she intended to do.

Wrapping his arms around her body, he turned her over in one swift motion, pinning her against the wall beside the door. Pressing against her, he turned the kiss into something deliberate and domineering, biting hard on her soft, red lips.

"Mmm... ah..."

The woman cooperatively let out moans from between her lips.

Her voice was deliberately more intense and passionate than usual.

The man’s lips traced from her cheek and stopped at her ear, where his tongue brushed against her delicate, pale earlobe. His deep, husky voice, mingled with heavy breaths, whispered, "Cry out. I want to hear more."

Just a thin wall away, Zhu Ming’an was already preparing to insert the key into the lock when he suddenly heard these blush-inducing and heart-racing sounds. His hand froze instantly.

Although he knew it was merely an act for the people outside the door, Mo Qian’s voice at this moment was unbearably low and sensual. Coupled with the way his tongue happened to brush past her most sensitive spot, it sent shivers through Ji Wei’s entire body, making her let out an uncontrollable sound.

"Ah... mmm... ah..."

Inside the room, the heavy breathing didn’t stop. After freezing for a few seconds, Zhu Ming’an stuffed the key back into his pocket.

Everyone in Rongcheng knew that Mo Qian, the city’s famous cold and self-restrained elite, locked inside with a woman burning with lust, couldn’t resist the primal urges of a man.

After all, there were few who could remain unmoved like the ancient sage who resisted temptation, especially when the woman before him was so enchanting and gentle.

The pair had been locked together for hours now, and the intensity of the "battle" showed no signs of waning. It seemed that once this night passed, everything would be firmly set in stone.

Drenched in his confidence of victory, Zhu Ming’an turned away without an ounce of suspicion, departing with joy written all over his face.

As the sound of footsteps in the hallway faded into the distance and the silence of the night returned, Ji Wei secretly let out a breath of relief.

"Mo Qian, they’ve left,"

She said softly, and was about to push the man away when she suddenly realized that Mo Qian, pressed against her, showed no sign of letting go.

She lifted her gaze and met a pair of dark eyes blazing with intense passion.

Ji Wei’s heart trembled within her chest.

Could it be that Mo Qian was truly reacting to her?

"What should I do? Right now, I can’t restrain myself around you..." His voice was slightly ragged, murmuring in her ear.

Ji Wei’s hand, still resting on his back, felt the thin layer of sweat soaking through his shirt.

The scent of Mo Qian lingered in the air between them, mixed with a faint trace of sweat and masculine pheromones, teasing her already frayed nerves.

Suddenly, Mo Qian pulled her even closer, his lips descending on her pale, slender neck, kissing her with increasing intensity.

Ji Wei’s entire body was confined between the wall and his chest, her heart racing wildly with every kiss he landed.

The room was utterly quiet; the moonlight filtered through the lattice window, outlining vague shapes within the space.

"Mo Qian, no... we can’t... not here..."

Just as she was about to lose control, Ji Wei gave a small struggle, avoiding the kiss that was about to land on her lips, turning her head away and whispering hoarsely.