The demon master was beaten up

Along the way, Mo Xing kept muttering, "I don't want to go home! I feel sad! Lu Wenjie, take me away from here!" Her voice was filled with tears, and it sounded extremely distressing.

Facing Mo Xing's out-of-control state, Lu Wenjie's brows knitted together. He knew that nothing he said would help. So, he silently stepped on the accelerator and sped off towards the neighboring city.

It was already late at night when they arrived in the neighboring city. The streets were empty, only the streetlights cast a dim glow. Lu Wenjie slowly stopped the car and gently tapped Mo Xing's shoulder, trying to wake her. However, Mo Xing only opened her eyes drowsily, glanced around, and fell asleep again.

In desperation, Lu Wenjie picked up Mo Xing again and walked into a nearby hotel. After checking into a room, he gently laid Mo Xing on the bed and covered her with a blanket. Looking at Mo Xing's face, which had become particularly pale from being drunk, Lu Wenjie's heart was filled with pity and worry.

It was midnight, and all was quiet, the world shrouded in a hushed darkness. Mo Xing tossed and turned in bed, her mouth dry and her throat burning as if on fire. She instinctively turned over, wanting to get a glass of water, but she didn't expect to fall heavily on Lu Wenjie, who was sleeping on the floor beside her.

Lu Wenjie had been soundly asleep when the sudden crash jolted him awake. He opened his eyes and saw Mo Xing, half asleep and half awake, his heart softened. He quickly stood up, carefully carried Mo Xing back to bed, and gently covered her with the quilt.

At this moment, Mo Xing, as if bewitched by something, suddenly raised his head and took the initiative to kiss Lu Wenjie on the lips. Lu Wenjie only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and he was completely stunned. His mind was blank and he completely lost the ability to think.

Mo Xing's hands climbed up Lu Wenjie's shoulders like a snake, tightly hugging his neck. Lu Wenjie swallowed hard and asked in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Xingxing! Do you know who I am?"

Mo Xing narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the man in front of her who made her heart beat fast, and said with a hint of coquettishness and doting in her voice: "You are Lu Wenjie! What's wrong? Don't you want me anymore?"

Hearing this, Lawrence Lu's heart trembled fiercely. He took a deep breath, trying to restrain the surging emotions in his heart, and asked dryly, "You really won't regret it?"

Mo Xing seemed dissatisfied with his hesitation. She bit her lower lip and cursed, "Are you still a man? Can you do it?" After that, she hugged Lu Wenjie tightly again.

Lu Wenjie could no longer suppress his desire. He leaned over and pressed against Mo Xing like a mad beast. His hands roamed over Mo Xing's soft body, caressing every inch of her skin madly and passionately. Their breathing gradually became rapid...

The next morning, the first rays of warm, gentle sunlight crept through the thin curtains, gently filling every corner of the room. Mo Xing slowly opened her eyes, feeling the sunlight caressing her cheek. She stretched lazily, then rubbed her still sleepy eyes, trying to wake up from her drowsiness.

As consciousness gradually cleared, Mo Xing began to recall every detail of last night's events. The images were blurry at first, but gradually, like the rising tide, they flooded into her mind. She recalled her own alcohol-induced incompetence, and Lu Wenjie's constant presence, his meticulous care and concern for her.

In an instant, countless complex emotions intertwined and surged into Mo Xing's heart. Shame took over first, as she blushed at the thought of Lu Wenjie seeing her in such a state of disgrace. But then, a deep sense of gratitude welled up in her heart. If Lu Wenjie hadn't been by her side, she really didn't know how bad her situation would have been last night.

At this moment, the door was gently pushed open, and Lawrence Lu walked in carefully carrying a carefully prepared breakfast. Seeing that Mo Xing had woken up and had an indecisive look on his face, a sly look flashed in Lawrence Lu's eyes.

After he put breakfast on the table, he immediately pretended to be pitiful and aggrieved and said, "Little Star! Look at you, you slept with me last night. Don't you want to take responsibility now? Humph, let me tell you, this matter is not so easy to let go! If you don't want to marry me, then I have to go to your parents to seek justice! Think about it, a clean and honest woman like me was abandoned by you, wuwuwu..." As he said that, he pretended to wipe away two tears that did not exist at all.

Mo Xing's emotions were already complicated enough, and hearing Lu Wenjie's nonsense made her even more overwhelmed. She glared at Lu Wenjie and snarled, "Shut up! Alright, alright, let's go get the marriage certificate now, okay? I'll be responsible for you, okay? You're really annoying me!" Mo Xing sighed helplessly, wondering why she had ended up with such a difficult guy.

This incident later became a running joke in their small circle, and everyone found it incredibly amusing. It was clearly Lu Wenjie who had taken advantage, yet he shamelessly placed the blame squarely on Mo Xing. Surprisingly, however, Lu Wenjie seemed incredibly smug about it. After all, no matter what means he had employed, ultimately securing the woman was undoubtedly a monumental victory for him!

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed. Lu Wenjie and Mo Xing decided to walk down the aisle together and began meticulously planning a grand wedding. On the eve of the wedding, Bai Nini, Mo Xing's best friend, couldn't contain her curiosity and quietly asked, "Xiao Xingxing, aren't you marrying Lu Wenjie out of spite because of Senior Qian?"

Hearing this, Mo Xing's face instantly flushed, like a ripe apple. She bit her lip gently, then whispered, "Actually... I did have a little thought about that that night. But then, as we got along, I gradually realized that Lu Wenjie and I are really compatible! How can I describe it to you? To put it in a metaphor, Senior Qian is like an unattainable flower on a mountaintop, something I can only admire from afar; while Lu Wenjie is like the foxtail grass that brings me constant joy!"