From Dusk till Dawn!

Chapter 280: Masochist

Tang Li opened the bathroom door slightly open as she let her head peek outside. She looked around to find Mo Yuhan when he entered the room with a bottle in his hand. "Where did you go?" She asked, still not coming out.

Mo Yuhan glanced at her as the light flickered in his blue eyes, "I was heating this chamomile tea for you. It will help with the cramps." 

Tang Li pressed her lips together, "You got the right size of undergarments for me, I don't remember telling you my size. How did you get it 'so perfect'?" She said this hoping that he would offer her some clothes.

"Do you want me to demonstrate how I got your size 'so perfect'?" He said provocatively and his gaze traveled a little lower as if there wasn't a door in between them.

As she felt his heated gaze on her body, she felt as if she was standing stark naked in front of him. Of course, she did not need him to demonstrate how he got her size when..ahem She was just amused at his accurate sense of measurements.

"Why don't you come out?" He asked as he looked at her but the glimmer in his eyes betrayed him and she knew that he was doing it on purpose.

"There is no bathrobe here and you did not get clothes for me," She softly murmured while thinking that he would even shop undergarments for her, then why did he skip the clothes since he knew her outfit was all wet and has gotten messy after their little make-out session? 

"You can come out just like that. There is no need to be shy," His blue eyes grazed onto every inch of her face as he enunciated each word, "Which part of your body have I not seen?"

She bit her lower lips at his insinuations. Was he seducing her? Whatever he was doing, it seemed like Mr. Mo was liking this little tease which was working on her.

She looked at the man whose shirt was crumpled and wet, there was no vest nor blazer, a few buttons of his shirt were undone. His hair was all messy as those bangs rested on his eyebrows, she wondered if his fingers had been weaving through them looking at those partings. The black ear stud shone on his earlobe and the slight smile highlighted the deep dimple on his cheek

Her breathing hitched when she looked into his eyes. BlueThe deepest shade of blue as she remembered them to be.

Her man has been carved with utmost patience, she could tell that looking at him.

"Seems like Mr. Mo wants some torture for himself by asking me to get out like this," Tang Li raised an eyebrow, as her lips curved up in a sly smile, "Tsk... Didn't think you would turn out to be a masochist."

Without giving him a chance to react, she walked out of the bathroom as the door closed behind her, giving him the access to see every curve of her body. She was wearing nothing but the black cotton bra and panty he had brought for her. 

Her milky white skin had that slight pink shade because of taking a hot water bath. Her cheeks were slightly flushed despite her face being pale. As she walked towards him, her long black hair swayed, he could see the water dripping from the tips of her tresses.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he looked into those dewy hazel eyes.

"Don't look at me like that.." She whispered in a seductive voice as she hooked her hands around his neck, "I might pounce on you..''

He gulped. Something down there in his pants stirred up at her words and he could not help but lean closer to her, getting more of the particular scent that belonged to her.

"Ouch.." She winced slightly when the bottle in his hand touched her back.

Mo Yuhan came back to his senses as he looked at her, "Are you fine?" He asked to which she nodded. She was just startled when the h0ot bottle touched her out of nowhere.

He looked at her pale face before passing the bottle to her, "Drink this tea... You will feel better," As she held the bottle from his hand, he quickly walked towards the wardrobe.

The reddened tips of his ears did not go unnoticed by her as she bit her lower lips to control her laughter. She looked at the bottle in her before shaking her head. Who drinks tea in a bottle? Is it orange juice?

Soon, Mo Yuhan came back with a blue shirt in his hand. Since she was drinking tea, he helped her in wearing.

The man did not buy clothes for her on purpose. He liked whenever she wore his shirts.

"You have already changed the beddings?" 

He nodded before picking her up in his arms as he placed her on the bed and tucked her in the blankets. He took the empty bottle from her hand before keeping it on the bedside desk.

Noticing her gaze that was constantly roaming over his face and body, he covered her eyes with the back of her hand, "Sleep," he said to which she sighed, her soft breath tickling his palm slightly.

"Won't you join me in the bed?"

"No.."

"Why?" 

He did not reply as he stood up before walking towards the wardrobe again, "I'm going to take a shower." A very very cold one!

Her lips curved up slightly as she slowly closed her eyes.

"Dr. Mo," Ying Yue speechlessly looked at the woman who was sitting on the luxurious couch. 

Yes, 'luxurious' couch! The man who proclaimed himself as a poor man outside was in fact filthy rich. The building that seemed to be desolated and broken from outside was a palatial condominium from inside.

As they entered inside, what caught her attention was the lady sitting on the couch and the man who was sitting on the armchair.