Yan Xinxin was on the verge of tears.
The strength of a man has always been greater than hers; she couldn't escape even if she wanted to.
"Qianyuan, be good and confess, otherwise I have scarier methods to deal with you."
"No matter what you do to me, I won't speak!"
Yan Xinxin was stubbornly persistent; she pressed her lips tightly after speaking.
Mo Chuxi looked at her determined and unyielding big eyes, his thin lips slightly curled, and suddenly flipped over swiftly to pin her underneath him.
"Then bring it on."
"..."
The next day.
The first thing Yan Xinxin did when she arrived at the office was to order Mo Chuxi to make her a cup of coffee.
"Mo Chuxi, it's all your fault, look at me now, I'm so haggard, I didn't sleep well last night!"
She complained.
Mo Chuxi brought the freshly made milk coffee in front of Yan Xinxin.
"Who told you to be so delicious, hubby just couldn't stop."
"..."
