Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

Chapter 22: Chapter 22 Mo Shiting, You Bad Guy!_l

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“No, no.”

Gu Li’s eyes flashed away, instinctively denying.

She made an effort to break free from his hold.

Mo Shiting wouldn’t let it go so easily, slickly snatching her lipstick, turning her around and rolling her up in the blanket.

“Ah ah ah…”

Gu Li didn’t expect the man’s sudden move and ended up screaming.

When she calmed down, she realized she was bundled into a roll and sent to the other side of the bed.

The blanket was knotted so she couldn’t move, only her innocent deer-like eyes were visible, making her look extra funny.

Seeing this, Mo Shiting kindly helped her pull the blanket down a bit, revealing her whole face.

Seeing him calmly watching her while playing with her lipstick, Gu Li felt a sense of alarm, “What are you trying to do?”

Without answering, Mo Shiting directly swiped her cheek with the lipstick.

Gu Li finally understood what he wanted to do, and she screamed in excitement—

“Mo Shiting, you villain!”

“You are not allowed to mess around!”

“You…you can’t bully me….”

Though the girl dodged from left to right, she couldn’t escape and could only watch him drawing on her face.

Mo Shiting was quick and soon finished drawing two turtles.

One on each cheek.

Admiring his masterpiece, he couldn’t help but curl up the corners of his lips.

Gu Li was about to explode with anger, “Let me out now!”

“What’s the rush?”

He calmly closed the lipstick cap and picked up his phone from the bedside table.

Gu Li, looking guarded: “You—Don’t take pictures!”

“Click, click—”

No sooner had she finished speaking than the sound of consecutive photos being taken rang out, at this moment, she felt like killing him.

“Mo Shiting, you bastard!”

“Big turtle!”

“Scumbag!”

“Jerk!”

Seeing the girl’s incessant profanities, Mo Shiting raised an eyebrow, “If you have so much energy, why not go back to kneeling?”

“You—”

Gu Li clenched her teeth, fuming, she began to curse again, “Despicable, shameless, low!”

Mo Shiting stood up and looked down at her.

The man’s eyes were deep and unfathomable, casting a look that left Gu Li in a flurry, afraid that he might mention divorce again.

She shrank her neck, busy thinking about how to respond when he turned around and strode quickly away.

Gu Li:”?? ”

“Hey, let me out!”

“Hey ”

After Mo Shiting had finished grooming in another room, he put on his business suit and went out. On his way to the garage, he happened to meet Old Master Mo who was rushing towards him.

Seeing him, Old Master Mo shouted, full of vim and vigor, “Mo Shiting, halt right there!”

Mo Shiting, hand in his pocket, turned around, “Grandfather, it seems your health has improved a lot.”

“Don’t change the topic.”

Walking up to him, Old Master Mo raised his cane and hit him, “Where’s Little Pear?”

“What did you do to our Little Pear?”

“I’ll beat the hell out of you for only knowing how to bully your wife!”

Mo Shiting stood still, letting him hit him. The sourc𝗲 of this content nov(𝒆l)bi((n))

Old Master Mo hit him several times until he tired out and put the cane away, caught his breath and asked, “Where is she? Hand her over!”

Mo Shiting jerked his chin in the direction of the villa’s second floor, saying coolly, “She’s in bed.”

“In bed?”

Old Master Mo paused for a moment, then understanding dawned and his eyes lit up almost immediately.

Though the villa had many rooms, besides Mo Shiting’s room, there were no guest rooms, so to say, Little Pear was sharing a bed with him?

Knowing his grandson’s obsession with cleanliness, he wouldn’t let anyone lie in his bed. Seems like, Little Pear was rather capable since she managed to win over this straight man.

Old Master Mo was quite content, Mo Shiting knew he had misunderstood, but he didn’t explain, instead he said, “Let her rest more. I’m going to the company..”