C40 I like Kissing You

Bei Muchen heard her whisper and sighed in his heart. He knew it was all his fault.

To make up for Chu Luo, Bei Muchen stood up and pulled up his sleeves. "Go get me the apron." While speaking, Bei Muchen had already gone to wash the dishes.

Chu Luo was stunned. He knew how to wash dishes?

Watching his movements skilful and capricious, the thin side of his face outlined by the light. Chu Luo was even more stupefied by the curve of a person's body.

"Why aren't you going?" Seeing that she didn't move, Bei Muchen turned around and called her again.

At this moment, Chu Luo came back to her senses embarrassedly. She handed him an apron and said, "Here." He didn't even dare to look at Bei Muchen again.

"Help me tie it up." Bei Muchen said with his head lowered. He didn't notice Chu Luo's reaction.

Chu Luo bit her lips and refused to have any contact with Bei Muchen. Every time she came into contact with him, her heart would feel like it was about to explode.

"Hurry up."

Seeing that she was still frozen on the spot, Bei Muchen called her again.

Chu Luo had no choice but to help him tie it up while holding the apron with trembling hands. Her slender wrists were wrapped around his waist.

Because Bei Muchen was taller than her, Chu Luo could only get close to his back. The fragrance that gradually emitted from her body entered Bei Muchen's heart.

She made his hands stop washing the dishes. Her movements were very gentle, like feathers in his heart, making him unable to stop.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of her delicate skin. Her pink lips were slightly pouting, and she looked a little nervous. Trembling.

Bei Muchen snickered. 'This girl …'

With great difficulty, Chu Luo managed to tie it up. Her entire face was flushed, and she could not stay any longer. She felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

As she turned to leave, she felt a tug on her back.

Chu Luo was caught off guard and spun around in a circle before finally being pushed onto the azure stone stage. Blinking her large clear eyes, what entered her eyes was Bei Muchen's smiling eyes.

Her slender fingers lightly caressed her skin as she charmingly asked, "Your face, why is it so red?"

Chu Luo's handsome face was covered with a deep smile. Her every move carried a trace of intimacy and modesty. Chu Luo pretended to be calm.

"Young Master."

She was about to say something when her lips were blocked.

Ye Zichen grabbed Bei Muchen's clothes nervously and tried to push him away, but he found that he didn't have any strength left in him.

His kiss was domineering yet also seemingly gentle, causing Chu Luo to start daydreaming.

After kissing for a while, Bei Muchen finally let go of her lips. Chu Luo panted and glared at him angrily with her beautiful eyes. "You kissed me again."

From their marriage until now, it had always been her getting taken advantage of and eaten tofu.

Hearing her words, Bei Muchen laughed softly and covered her ears with his lips, "Because, I like kissing you."

Chu Luo's face turned red when she heard that. She pushed Bei Muchen away and turned her back to him, "Shameless." Although Chu Luo cursed inwardly, she still couldn't help but feel elated.

Bei Muchen smiled in satisfaction as he walked to Chu Luo's side to continue washing the dishes. Chu Luo remained calm for a while before she stole a glance at Bei Muchen.

His expression was calm, as if what he had said just now was all her imagination.

For a moment, Chu Luo's heart felt like it had fallen into a bottomless pit. The two of them silently washed all the bowls, waiting for everything to be ready.

Chu Luo asked about the doubt in her heart, "Bei Muchen, why do you know how to wash dishes?"

Thinking of a noble son like him, there was no need for him to do this kind of household chores. However, based on his actions just now, he didn't seem like a newbie.

Instead, it seemed like he did it often.

Bei Muchen was about to walk out of the kitchen when he heard Chu Luo's words. He recalled something bad and the frost on his face became colder.

The pressure in the air seemed to have decreased by several degrees, which made Chu Luo a little confused. Could it be that she had asked something that she shouldn't have?

Chu Luoxin was shocked and quickly looked in Bei Muchen's direction.

Chu Luo thought to herself that the situation was not good and that she had angered Bei Muchen.

It was rumored that Bei Muchen was cold-blooded and emotionless. Judging from his attitude towards Wen Xincheng, what if he decided to vent his anger on someone else?

Chu Luo clenched her teeth and chased after him, grabbing his hand, "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose. Can you not be angry?"

Even if he had made a mistake, he still had to persist until the end while kneeling.

Bei Muchen looked at Chu Luo along his arm. His palm-sized face was pitiful. His heart softened and his expression softened a little, "Let me calm down."

While speaking, Bei Muchen let go of Chu Luo's hand.

For the first time, Bei Muchen released her hand. Chu Luo stood on the spot and watched Bei Muchen enter the study room.

"Chen'er, remember, you must live on. You are a member of Bei Mu Family, and Bei Muyi is your father. Mom hopes that you can recognize him and return to our clan."

"Mommy, don't go, Mommy."

There was not a single ray of light in the dark study room. The strong smell of alcohol assaulted his nose. A figure was curling up on the sofa, his handsome brow creasing.

Bei Muchen seemed to have a nightmare and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"Mom."

Suddenly, Bei Muchen screamed and the wine cup in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound. He covered his forehead with a pained expression. How long had it been since he last dreamed of his mother?

Chu Luo was holding a glass of apologetic milk. As soon as she got close to the study, she heard a sound inside. She was so frightened that she barged in without knocking.

"Bei Muchen."

The lights in the study room were turned on. Bei Muchen felt a little uncomfortable and narrowed his eyes.

Red bottles were everywhere in the room. Chu Luo could smell the alcohol the moment she entered. She walked over with a frown. "Why are you drinking so much?"

In just a short period of time, he actually drank five to six bottles of red wine.

"Hey, wake up." Chu Luo passed the milk in front of Bei Muchen.

Bei Muchen's face turned pale and he raised his deep black eyes. Her delicate and worried face was imprinted in front of his eyes.

Bei Muchen didn't reply, he just reached out his hand and took it.

Chu Luo pouted and began to tidy up the study. "How can it be this messy?"

Despite her complaints, Chu Luo still kept the bottles carefully.

"Are you feeling better?" Chu Luo walked over to ask. Bei Muchen put down the cup and pulled her into his arms. Chu Luo was shocked. She wanted to get up, but she heard Bei Muchen's sad voice.

"Don't move, just let me hug you for a moment."

Her sad voice made Chu Luo at a loss of what to do. All the Bei Muchen that she knew was an aloof person. This was the first time Chu Luo heard such a tone.

While she was in a daze, Bei Muchen spoke again.

"Before I was twenty, I wasn't the Young Master of Bei Mu Family."