Chapter 293: 292 MO YUAN'S ANSWER

She planted her soft lips on his thin lips. Then, bit his lower lip and sucked it lightly.

Mo Yuan stayed still and let her do all the work by herself. He wanted to know how much she had learned from him.

After sucking his thin lip to her heart's content, Han Luo obscurely bit it again teasingly. Then, she tilted her head to change the angle of the kiss and attacked him once again. This time she chose his upper lip for her artwork and sucked it hard.

"Mmm…" while kissing him, a soft moan escaped from her mouth. She continuously licked his lips and tried to poke her warm tongue in between his lips, probing him to open his mouth. She was inexperienced in this field and it was as clear as a day.

"…" Mo Yuan quietly stared at her with a heated gaze. She wasn't skillful. Her kisses were clumsy and inexperienced. However, her efforts to appease him ignited a passionate fire inside him.

After what seemed like an eternity, he finally parted his lips, letting her soft, warm, moist tongue slid inside. She giggled when her tongue touched his and his tongue poked hers back.

Han Luo couldn't go easy on him after being provoked in such way. As a result, flirtatious tongue wrestling began.

However, in front of Mo Yuan's powerful tongue, Han Luo's strength seemed very lacking. He quickly overpowered her.

Soon Han Luo figured out that she would lose at such a turn of events. That's why she came up with a plan and gave him the impression that she was losing.

However, when Mo Yuan was fully immersed in the kiss, she took the chance to execute her master plan. She slowly moved her hands and seductively stroked his chest. As if that's not enough, her fingers found his nipples through his shirt and pinched them. She appeared as if she wanted to entice him.

"!!!" Mo Yuan's body jerked in surprise at the foreign sensation. He couldn't believe that she had these kinds of tricks in her sleeves.

He momentarily lost his composure and Han Luo took this opportunity to win that so called battle.

She moved away from his face and took a small step back. She smugly licked her lips while looking straight at him. She said gloatingly, "Oh big brother Yuan, how could you possibly think of winning against me? You should have known better."

Mo Yuan's scorching eyes gazed at her lips as her soft tongue ran over cherry lips leaving a wet trail behind. That very small action of her successfully managed to invoke his innermost desires for her.

Sure enough, soon his dark and deep eyes narrowed dangerously. Before she could think of anything, he grabbed her right arm and pulled her toward him.

"Eek!" Han Luo let out a small scream.

"Umm!" Han Luo closed her eyes while her lips curled up happily before kissing him back with an equal passion.

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They started biting and sucking at each other's lips as if there is no tomorrow. Sometimes, they would nibble their lips; and, it would change into smooching soon after. The quiet room was filled with the sounds of their moans and groans.

They changed the angles several times and after each passing minute, their kisses would become fiercer.

In the midst of all this, Mo Yuan's hands slowly slipped inside her cotton top and touched her smooth skin.

"Ung!" Han Luo let out a faint moan. Her body trembled at his touch.

Mo Yuan caressed her skin while his lips kept hers busy. Just when he reached further into her shirt and tried to grope one of her breasts, Han Luo broke away from the kiss.

She panted while saying, "I think I gave you enough for today. Now let's talk about the impending issue. What's your answer about the commercial?"

Mo Yuan stared at her blushed face and clear black sea like eyes. A moment later, he answered, "Fine, I will work with you but this will be the first and the last time."

Han Luo's face immediately lit up with happiness. "Yes! I knew my bribe would definitely work! I can't believe that you just agreed without even reading the plot or the contract. Big brother Yuan is such a fool."

Her laughter echoed in Mo Yuan's bedroom.

At that moment, someone opened the door all of a sudden and halted in their tracks at the sight in front of them.

Han Luo and Mo Yuan both looked at the doorway and saw that it was Martha. She was standing near the door with a tray.

Seeing the shameless girl sitting on her Young Master's lap, Martha's eyes turned cold and her expression was horrible.

She curtly spoke, "I've brought some snacks, Young Master Mo. I didn't think that I would interrupt you two. My apologies."

Han Luo felt that the room's temperature dropped all of a sudden. She sheepishly attempted to get out of Mo Yuan's lap but he wouldn't let her do so. Instead, his hold around her waist tightened.

Mo Yuan unhurriedly and yet coldly stated, "I told you to knock before you enter someone's room. If it's your age that is making you forget what your master says, you can quit this job any time, Martha. We won't mind at all."

Martha controlled her expression and bowed slightly. "That was my mistake, Young Master Mo. I'll make sure that it won't happen in the future." Afterward, without a word, she put down the tray of snacks on the table and left the room.

After she closed the door, Han Luo sighed in relief. "I was scared. I thought I was going to be yelled at."

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