Crazy! The school beauty's mother works as my secretary!

942 Disheartened

Su Qingxue's body stiffened like a piece of jade soaked in ice. The moment Chen Mo pulled her into his arms, she even forgot to regulate her breathing.

Today she wore a light apricot-colored knitted dress, the hem of which just reached her knees, outlining the slender waist unique to young girls.

Yet it features a perfectly soft curve at the bust line.

Unlike Su Yun's voluptuousness, or Li Wei's radiant beauty, she possessed the freshness and vibrancy of a young girl.

The knitted fabric is thin and skin-friendly, and the warmth of Chen Mo's palm seeps through the fabric.

The heat made her waist and abdomen go numb, and half of her limbs went limp.

She wasn't short; when she stood on tiptoe, the tip of her nose just touched Chen Mo's jawline.

The faint scent of cedar lingered around his nose, mixed with a hint of champagne sweetness.

That was his unique scent, making her heart pound like a drum and her fingertips tremble slightly.

Her hand was gently held by Chen Mo, whose palm was broad and warm.

"relax."

Chen Mo's voice was deep and pleasant, with a hint of amusement.

His breath brushed against her forehead, causing the stray hairs at her temples to tremble slightly.

He tightened his arms slightly, pulling her closer to him.

They were closer together, and she could clearly feel the solidity of his chest.

His steady, strong heartbeat contrasted sharply with my own panicked, frantic heartbeat.

The dance steps flowed slowly, and Su Qingxue was almost being led by Chen Mo.

She dared not lift her gaze, but could only stare intently at the buttons on his shirt.

The silver button shimmered with a soft, shimmering light under the warm yellow lamp.

But nothing could stop the heat rising on her cheeks.

She could feel her skirt occasionally brushing against his calves.

And his hand was around her waist.

Occasionally, she would glide slightly with the dance steps, and each subtle movement sent a tingling sensation through her body.

Whether it was due to a misstep in the dance or Chen Mo's intention, his fingertips suddenly pinched her waist lightly.

The skin there is already sensitive, and when he pinched it like that...

Su Qingxue gasped softly, her body involuntarily shrinking into his arms, her cheek pressed directly against his shirt.

The fabric absorbed the heat from her face.

But it also made her smell his scent more clearly, and even her breath became hot.

Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat, and her mind went completely blank.

All that remained were chaotic thoughts like, "He touched me," "So close," and "What should I do?"

She could feel Chen Mo's body stiffen slightly, then he chuckled softly. The laughter, which came from his chest, was resonant and traveled through their skin to her heart, making her face turn even redder.

Just as she was panicking and her fingertips were about to curl up, the music reached the point where she was changing dance partners.

Su Qingxue turned around, and another mature, voluptuous, and sexy body threw itself into Chen Mo's arms.

It was Li Wei, a smile on her delicate face.

"It's my turn!"

Dance partners are exchanged.

Su Qingxue took two steps back, lowered her head, and let her long hair fall down to cover her flushed cheeks and burning ears.

She could feel her palms were sweaty, and the spot on her waist where Chen Mo had pinched her still seemed to retain his warmth, making her feel flustered and confused.

Su Qingxue found a corner sofa to sit down, picked up the juice on the table and took a sip.

The icy liquid slid down my throat.

But he couldn't suppress the burning desire in his heart.

She couldn't help but look up, her gaze drifting uncontrollably to the center of the dance floor.

Li Wei was already nestled tightly in Chen Mo's arms.

She was wearing a bright red cheongsam, and her figure was voluptuous.

Her waist pressed softly against Chen Mo's body, her arms wrapped around his neck, and she looked up at him, her eyes filled with undisguised allure.

Chen Mo's hand supported Li Wei's waist, his fingertips seemingly sinking into her soft, slender waist.

Their dance steps were so intimate that they were almost touching.

Li Wei's skirt swayed gently with her movements, occasionally brushing against Chen Mo's leg.

She didn't care at all; instead, she smiled even more charmingly.

She whispered something in Chen Mo's ear, which made Chen Mo chuckle softly, his eyes filled with indulgent laughter.

Su Qingxue's heart felt like it was being tightly gripped by something, and she felt waves of pain.

She watched as the two grew increasingly intimate.

Watching Li Weihao affectionately press her cheek against Chen Mo's.

The next second, Su Qingxue's breath hitched.

She saw Li Wei slightly tiptoe and press her red lips directly onto Chen Mo's lips.

It was a lingering kiss, carrying the scent of wine.

The people around seemed oblivious to what was happening, continuing to laugh and joke.

Only Su Qingxue seemed rooted to the spot, as if she had lost her soul...