Supper

Back in South Bay, Gu Xiaoran hung the clothes into the closet and the gift box rolled out of the paper bag. 

She felt like kicking it under the bed, but a hand came over and picked up the small box. Mo Qing took a glance at Gu Xiaoran, who had frozen instantly, and placed it on the desk, "Standby!"

An image suddenly appeared in Gu Xiaoran's mind.

Wearing that see-through, black nightgown, she was sitting on the demon, Mo Qing, with her fair legs hanging from around his narrow waist. The demon was raging wildly.

How scary!

Gu Xiaoran shuddered, grabbed the gift box and rushed toward the trash can.

The cold voice of the demon came from behind, "I'll get someone to order another dozen if you dare to throw it away."

Gu Xiaoran immediately turned around and put the gift box back in place.

She felt tightness in her chin as he pinched it and lifted it up, and saw evilness in his dark eyes as she heard him say, "I'm looking forward to your performance tonight."

"I need to do the exam questions tonight." Gu Xiaoran's head felt numb, and she held her breath.

"We will have plenty of time if you can't answer them…"

"I can answer them."

"I shall see!"

Mo Qing let go of her chin and left.

Gu Xiaoran looked at Mo Qing's tall figure disappearing through the door. She frowned in agony when she thought of the fact that she had to stay there until the college entrance examination. How was she going to get by!?

After dinner, Gu Xiaoran returned to the room and saw Mo Qing sitting on the sofa, working on the laptop. Her head felt numb at once.

Seeing her come in, Mo Qing glanced at the questions on the desk beside him, before taking a quick look at the small gift box on the desk.

Gu Xiaoran immediately sat down and started doing the questions—she had decided not to give the beast any chance to do anything bad.

There weren't as many questions that day as compared to the day before, and the scope was much smaller; however, the questions were more targeted and more difficult. As Gu Xiaoran hadn't been attentive in class lately, she felt that the questions were quite challenging.

Mo Qing glanced at her, pushed the laptop away, and walked behind her. With his hands in the pocket of his trousers, he bent over and said, "We can do something else if you can't answer them."

Gu Xiaoran held her breath and froze, "Who... who says I can't answer them?"

"Don't force yourself!" His fingers drew a circle on the gift box.

The answers to the questions that Gu Xiaoran had found difficult suddenly came to her mind. She quickly grabbed her pen and started to write.

Mo Qing glanced at the paper, "What a pity!" 

He sat back on the sofa.

Gu Xiaoran let out a sigh of relief and saw out of the corner of her eye that Mo Qing was still looking at her. His gaze met her eyes with a wicked smile on his face, looking like he wished she couldn't answer the questions. "I give you two hours, you should know what to do if you can't finish them."

Gu Xiaoran quickly looked away.

After one hour and forty minutes, Mo Qing left the room with his laptop.

He was gone?

She had escaped his clutches?

Gu Xiaoran wanted to jump up, but decided not to be lazy when she saw the small gift box in front of her.

Fifteen minutes later, Mo Qing came in after changing into a robe. He had a refreshing aftershave smell, and the clean white bathrobe was tied casually, showing his beautiful collarbone and sexy chest. His calmness exuded elegance and charm.

He sat back on the sofa, picked up a book and started reading.

There still were five more minutes.

Gu Xiaoran almost went mad.

Mo Qing hadn't left—he had gone to freshen up before coming back to wait for his supper.