229, Dissatisfied (first update)

The atmosphere was truly too subtle.

Chu Jin, hidden within the covers, now had everything above her neck turn a deep shade of red.

In the silent space, it seemed like her own heartbeat was the only sound.

Yet mingled within the covers was a scent uniquely his, causing Chu Jin's ears to redden further, and she didn't dare to even let out a breath while hiding in the covers.

Mr. Mo, looking down from above, observed the bulge in the covers and his thin lips curled into an almost imperceptible smile, "What's there to be afraid of? You're usually so bold. Besides, I don't bite."

Mr. Mo's expression was as usual, his delicate lips pressed tightly together, and the slightly stern arch of his eyebrows softened somewhat, yet it was not very clear to see; it was really hard to associate him with the emotionally out-of-control man from just a moment ago.

The one who could stabilize heaven and earth with a stroke of the pen and who could determine the universe on horseback.