Chapter 663: I'll Clear My Own Name

She bit her lip, naturally refusing to call out again.

"Why have you stopped calling?" Mo Nanjue's nose was filled with her delicate scent. He didn't look up, but instead tightened his grip around her waist, "Do I need to be even more shameless?"

"..."

"As long as you call out three times a day, the word 'face' can be unrelated to me from now on. After all, in your heart, I've never had it, so it doesn't matter if I do or don't," the man was certain of his hold over her, ready to counter perfectly, "How about that? Won't you consider it?"

"..."

"Silence is consent. Come on, now you have to make up for all the days you've missed."

No matter how Tong Ran played him, in the end, she could only succumb to Mo Nanjue. "Stop it, get up... You're making it hard for me to breathe."

Mo Nanjue refused to get up, trapping her with his legs, "These past days, I've been taking care of you, hardly eating a bite each day, how could I make you unable to breathe?"