Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free

Chapter 203: Chapter 203: Fu Nancheng, I Feel Uncomfortable (7)

Qiao Mo only felt a soft touch on her lips as his lips entwined with hers.

The spicy liquid had yet to be swallowed, easily being passed into his mouth.

Qiao Mo’s cheeks burned warmer, she could clearly feel the liquid in her mouth being madly drawn away by him, like a beast fighting for food. The spicy wine passed over their lips, and most of the liquor in her mouth was taken by him.

He slightly released her, his thin lips almost pressed against hers, leaving only a faint sliver of space.

As the spicy wine passed through her lips and teeth, it all turned gentle, carrying a different kind of fragrance.

Qiao Mo stared at him in a daze; his deep eyes looked straight at her, his Adam’s apple moving slightly, swallowing all the liquid he had seized.

Qiao Mo’s small face became even more flushed, burning red, not daring to meet his gaze.

She never expected... he would just swallow the wine from her mouth.

How could someone like him possibly...

Qiao Mo felt a bit disoriented, her lips tingling, lowering her eyes as she tried to leave.

But before she could move, a tightness seized her waist, lifting her slightly off the ground.

Suddenly, he picked her up, placing her on his lap. Before she could regain her senses, he lightly pinched her chin and pressed down on her soft lips once again, more fiercely than before.

Qiao Mo was momentarily stunned, staring at him in a daze, yet she did not push him away.

A few seconds later, her hands slowly wrapped around his neck, closing her eyes as she gently responded.

Fu Nancheng paused slightly, a sudden pain in his heart.

So she could even go to such lengths for Jiang Jinghao...

A shadow of malice flickered in his eyes as he deepened the kiss, like a violent storm, sweeping through every corner of her mouth.

"Mmm..."

Qiao Mo involuntarily let out a soft sound, almost unable to catch her breath from his kiss. The roughness and madness were more intoxicating than alcohol, as if wanting to merge her into his bones — whether out of instinct or to prove something.

Qiao Mo’s small mouth slightly opened, silently enduring, as his presence filled all around.

She could hardly hold on, her body softening.

His lips were cool, with a hint of clarity, yet carrying a faint alcoholic flavor, both gentle and fierce.

Jiang Jinghao had somehow risen, standing quietly a few meters away, silently watching the two figures kissing under the light, his clear eyes tinged with red...

Qiao Mo lowered her eyes, smiling softly as she responded to Fu Nancheng’s kiss.

Her two fair hands rested on his shoulders, no longer looking at him.

Yet under the shifting lights, her small face was streaked with tears despite the smile...

As if sensing the warmth, Fu Nancheng slowly opened his eyes, slightly turning to shield her tear-streaked face, seemingly not wanting Jiang Jinghao to see.

Jiang Jinghao stood not far away, just watching her, his gaze filled with scattered sorrow.

Xiao Mo...

Why is it that while you’re clearly smiling, I always feel you’re not well?

Ultimately, he couldn’t bear the sight.

He withdrew his gaze, quietly turning away.