Chapter 193: Crying Alone Secretly in the Bathroom

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Lu Yan looked at the direction where Gu Mohan had disappeared towards. “My dear sister, don’t panic. The drama has yet to begin.”

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In the apartment.

Gu Mohan kicked open the door and carried Tang Mo’er inside. The woman in his arms had her head hung low and she said quietly, “Let me down. I want to shower.”

“I’ll help you prepare the water, hm?”

“No need.” Tang Mo’er extricated herself from his arms and walked to her bathroom by herself. She closed the door and locked it without saying anything more.

Gu Mohan stood at the balcony. The cold night wind blew strongly against his suit, forming slight creases in the darkness. Bending down slightly, he took out a lighter and lit a cigarette. His s.e.xy, thin lips took in a long breath smoke and exhaled it out. The smoke enveloped his handsome and elegant face, enshrouding his features as he stood alone in silence.

After smoking three cigarettes, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at the luxury watch on his wrist. Half an hour had already pa.s.sed, yet she had still not come out of the bathroom.

He threw the remaining half of his cigarette into the ashtray and walked to the bathroom door. Rapping his knuckles against the door, he intoned, “Mo’er, are you finished? I’ll give you one more minute. You’d better open the door, otherwise I’ll come in myself. If I see that you’re naked, then I’ll want to have you.”

There was no reply. It was so quiet that Gu Mohan felt a sense of panic as he became anxious.

Stepping back, he lifted his leg and kicked the door open with an urgent force. Bam! There was a crack and the door s.h.i.+fted, but didn’t budge, only giving way slightly as a crack formed in the wood.

He raised his leg once again and kicked the bathroom door down. It swung precariously off its hinges and fell to the tiled floor.

Stepping over the remains of the door, he walked in.

There was a dress and nipple stickers left carelessly on the basin. It was the first time Gu Mohan had seen nipple stickers, they were nude and fleshy in colour. Such a sight caused his throat to tighten and tense up. Turning his head, his sharp eyes caught sight of a woman’s figure in the bathtub.

His pupils contracted in the next second.

The large bathtub was filled with white foam and flower petals. Tang Mo’er was sitting inside, her luscious black hair scattered messily around her shoulders with a number of wet strands stuck to her back. It was a picturesque scene, seeing her black hair tangled against her smooth, creamy skin. The woman had her head hung low, as she held her knees together and her entire body trembled. She was crying.

She cried in vehement silence, her shoulders shaking as she held back the sobs that racked her body. Determined to remain quiet, she cried till she was out of breath.

Seeing her state, a wave of panic washed over Gu Mohan and he felt a pain grip his heart. He frowned and walked over to her. Kneeling down next to the bathtub, his fingers grasped her small jaws and he said in a serious tone, “How long have you been crying? Don’t cry anymore. If you continue, you’re going to lose all of your energy.”

With his fingers against her face, Tang Mo’er was forced to look at him, her pale face was full of tears and her mouth was open. She choked on her tears.

Seeing that he was hollering at her, she cried even harder, a fresh wave of sobs coming out in raspy gasps of air.

Not wanting to see her in such a state, Gu Mohan held the back of her head and kissed her puffy red lips forcefully.

Feeling triggered by the action, Tang Mo’er shoved him away and kicked him forcefully. “Let go of me. Don’t kiss me. Don’t touch me!”

Gu Mohan refused to. Pus.h.i.+ng past her lips,he stretched out his tongue and buried it into her mouth, tasting the salty bitterness from the tears streaming down her face.

“Ugh!” Tang Mo’er bit his lips forcefully.

The faint metallic taste of blood filled their mouths and Gu Mohan released her. However, his soft lips still pressed against hers as murmured hoa.r.s.ely, “Are you secretly crying in the bathroom because you’re afraid I had s.e.x with Lu Qi’er?”