From Dusk till Dawn!

Ying Yue clenched her hand into fists at the sudden itchy sensation. Her eyes narrowed as a ghost of a smile suddenly rested on her lips, "Mo Zihan, since you can't be persuaded with words, then let me do it by force."

Three question marks could be seen hanging above his head, he was genuinely confused but somehow her voice gave him chills.

If only Mo Zihan had known what kind of person she was, then he would never have dared to play such tricks. Even if she was physically weak, her wits alone were more than enough.

His gut feeling turned out to be true when she raised her knee and kicked his little brother as hard as she could. As if that was not enough, she harshly pushed him to the couch.

'Crack', Mo Zihan practically felt his insides screaming in pain on behalf of his thing. The position in which he was lying gave him the perfect opportunity to caress his little brother ever so slowly yet a painful moan escaped his lips as he cursed, his voice barely a whisper "Damn it….. Ahh…".

He borrowed his face in the spacious couch to hide from her. He was sure that the moment she saw his face, that will be the end of his fake 'drunk act'.

He was trying to calm his anger so that she could not see through his plan yet he couldn't help but curse her inwardly 'This vicious woman… why did she kick it so hard? Does she hates me this much, to the point of wanting to make me infertile for the whole life?"

At this point, Ying Yue felt something amiss. She kicked him so hard yet the man didn't scream that much, he didn't even reprimand her for it. Now, he is lying on the couch, with his back facing her, not even moving an inch, did her kick left him immobile?

"Cough… Cough! Mo Zihan... Are you okay ?" The man still didn't move which made her sigh deeply. "Maybe he's asleep."

She sat down on the couch just near his waist, trying to look at him, yet the man had his face completely covered. She suddenly felt a little guilty, the man was dead drunk, he was not even aware of what he was doing yet she…

She suddenly pinched his shoulder hard and the man had to purse his lips so that he would not scream in pain. It would be too embarrassing right now. He sighed inwardly "This woman is a gone case."

Ying Yue pinched his shoulders as hard as she could, her lips curved upwards in an evil smile, "Why am I even feeling guilty? I should've kicked your balls much earlier. Even if you're my crush, you are not supposed to take advantage of me like that."

Little did she know that the single word 'crush' coming out of her mouth made his seven worldviews crash down at once.

'C... Crush?'

The revelation gave him such a big shock that he immediately turned around, almost forgetting about his actions at that moment. He had an impulse to grab her ask what the hell was she talking about. But he was supposed to be asleep, the realization hit him hard.

All his gathered courage flew away like a punctured balloon. The situation had already come to this, if she knew that he was pretending to be drunk while being wide awake all this time, then won't it make things more awkward by then?

'Endure….just endure it a little longer,' Just like that a certain pufferfish's head nodded off to one side as he continued playing dead while sleeping in a new position.

Ying Yue, who was initially surprised by his movement immediately calmed down. Luckily….he was not awake…sigh!

She stood up from the couch as she walked ahead, before kneeling on the floor, her face right beside his. Her chin was supported by her left hand as she propped up her elbow on the corner of the couch while looking at him in full concentration.

His crescent-of-moon eyebrows were thin and narrow, the aquiline nose he sported complimented his prominent cheekbones. Her fingers traced to his perfect jaw which was flaunting itself in the faint lightings.

But to her, his best feature was his entrancing, wayfarer-blue eyes, which were currently closed. Sigh….such a pity! Her gaze then landed on the man's thin lips as her fingers slowly moved towards it…

On the other hand, Mo Zihan was having a hard time resisting his urges; he tried his best to resist leaning into her touch.

He was indignant for being molested as such, he was angry yet helpless at the same time since he couldn't do anything, but all along, there was a special sensation included.

Her warm fingers sparked a fire that he couldn't find words to describe, his whole body was burning in her warmth. Her touch was sending shivers down his nerves as he felt electrocuted.

He was angry at being touched like that yet he somehow craved for more. He couldn't help but wonder if he has a dual personality disorder. But suddenly, the fingers caressing his lips paused, and as she moved her hand away from his face; he instantly felt the loss of warmth. Mo Zihan almost whined in dissatisfaction.