Chapter 759: "Mo Shichen, you're not trying to get me pregnant, are you?

Wen Yi looked at him. The man was bare-chested, she couldn't tell if he wore anything under the blanket, and his face underneath the black short hair was shrouded in smoke, exuding an unreal sensuality.

Actually, his meaning was not easy to get, Wen Yi realized afterward, but she didn't know why the thought suddenly occurred to her.

Three days, 72 hours.

She bit her lower lip, laughed, and looked at him absurdly, incredulously asking, "Mo Shichen, you can't possibly be trying to get me pregnant, can you?"

He looked at her, quietly smoking.

Silence meant consent.

Without any hesitation, not even a thought of hesitating, let alone her response and actions, Wen Yi picked up her coat and walked straight out.

She had been drunk last night but awake; she knew what had happened, but the process was chaotic and muddled—she had no clear recollection, nor could she remember if he had used protection.