Even hybrid monsters have their day

Her words reignited Peng Yuxian's anger, which he had barely managed to suppress. "Look at all the things you do every day, and you still say you haven't gotten into it!"

She not only plays with toys and games with Lu Shuaishuai and Xiaoming every day, but sometimes she also sets out a bowl and chopsticks for Xiaoming at mealtimes and asks Lu Shuaishuai to ask Xiaoming what he likes to eat so she can make it for him.

If this isn't considered entering, then what is?

He felt she had gone completely mad.

"Can't you speak a little quieter? You'll disturb Shuai Shuai." Geng Miaowan scolded lightly, then added, "I know what I'm doing, and you'll find out in the future too. You have to trust me."

She stared intently at him, her eyes gleaming with a resolute and composed light. Those bright eyes seemed to draw you in.

Peng Yuxian blinked, as if trying to shake off the strange feeling. He lowered his voice and said, "I don't want to know what you're going to do. I'm just telling you, stop doing what you're trying to do right now, or else..."

"What else?"

"Otherwise, I'll kick you out."

Geng Miaowan was stunned for a moment. She had forgotten that she and he had a master-servant relationship. She hadn't expected him to threaten her with something like this, but she knew that what he said might not be what he actually did. After spending so much time together, she couldn't say she had completely figured out his personality, but she had a general understanding of him.

Although he appears strange and unpredictable on the outside, he has a very soft heart; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to become a psychologist who can communicate with anyone. However, she never understood how he managed to maintain such a balance between these two completely extreme personality traits within himself; it seems that those who understand psychology truly are different.

She knew he wouldn't do that, so she fearlessly told him, "Even if you tell me to get lost, I'm not afraid." Then she thought for a moment. She realized her statement lacked credibility, since he knew she was penniless and didn't even have an ID card. So she added, "Anyway, Shuai Shuai likes me a lot. If I talk to Mr. Lu, maybe he'll let me stay and take care of Shuai Shuai."

"What did you say?" Peng Yuxian said through gritted teeth, grabbing Geng Miaowan's chin and pulling her closer. His face was as dark and gloomy as the clouds before a storm, and he said, enunciating each word clearly, "Say it again if you dare!"

Geng Miaowan was startled by his appearance. Not knowing why he had suddenly become so irritable, she hesitated and said, "I... I said that Shuai Shuai really likes me anyway, if I were with Lu..."

Her eyes widened because before she could utter a word, Peng Yuxian had already choked her, leaving her mouth full of his taste.

Peng Yuxian had only intended to stop her, but he was stunned the moment he touched her. Her lips were warm and soft, moist and luscious, with a very special taste, as if they possessed some kind of magic. Once you touched them, you couldn't let go.

He thought to himself, how could this woman be so casual? She'd so easily clung to him, coming home with him to do his laundry, buy groceries, and cook for him. Now she was casually saying she wanted to cling to another man. The thought of her doing his laundry, buying groceries, and cooking for him, then walking around in front of him dressed so scantily after a shower, ignited a nameless fire within him. He completely forgot that the man she was talking about was already married with children.

As if as punishment, he bit her lips hard.

Geng Miaowan felt as if all her breath had been stolen away, her chest tight and unable to breathe. Yet, Peng Yuxian's breath kept pouring in.

She struggled to push him away, but he seized the opportunity to invade her mouth, pressing her down onto the sofa beside him and wantonly inhaling her fragrance. At that moment, she desperately missed Luan Hao. If he were there, he would definitely push him away for her.

Although Eddie Peng is very handsome, almost to the point of being repulsive, far more handsome than those screen-licking heartthrobs on TV, does being handsome justify kissing just anyone? That's absolutely no excuse.

Unfortunately, she was just an ordinary mortal now. She could only passively let Peng Yuxian take over her territory through his words.

Actually, she wasn't necessarily weaker than him, but she lost the initiative. While she was stunned, Peng Yuxian pressed her down onto the sofa. By the time she tried to exert force again, her hands were already restrained by him.

Suddenly, she felt something cover her soft chest and gently knead it.

Geng Miaowan felt something snap in her brain with a "bang." Her eyes widened suddenly, her head shook violently, and she bit his tongue hard as he tried to grab her chin again.

Peng Yuxian winced in pain, her tongue slipping out of her mouth, and she regained her senses.

He awkwardly reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her lips, but she dodged him. She nudged him, saying, "Get up when you're normal."

He then realized he was still on top of her and quickly stood up.

Geng Miaowan rolled her eyes at him, but when she sat up, she saw Lu Shuaishuai standing at the door of the living room, staring at them with wide eyes.

"What are you doing?" he asked curiously.

"Ah, we..." Geng Miaowan's anger, which she wanted to unleash, was startled away by the curious expression on Peng Yuxian's face.

“Oh, I see,” Lu Shuaishuai suddenly said.

"what?"

"Xiao Ming said, you guys are playing kissing."

……

Upon hearing this, Geng Miaowan felt embarrassed, realizing that a child had witnessed what had just happened. To ease the tension, she pretended to be angry and rushed towards Lu Shuaishuai, yelling, "Where's Xiaoming? I'll catch him and spank him!"

Lu Shuaishuai giggled and ran away.

Peng Yuxian stared blankly as Geng Miaowan and Lu Shuaishuai ran away laughing. Lu Shuaishuai's words had interrupted his reflection on why he had kissed Geng Miaowan.

The cognition of the objects imagined by a person with delusions does not exceed that of the person imagining them, because these objects are, in essence, figments of their imagination; the root of everything lies within the imaginary individual. In other words, the knowledge of all imagined objects is less than or equal to that of the imaginary individual; what the imaginary individual does not know, the characters they imagine certainly do not know either.

But Lu Shuaishuai's answer just now was so shocking. He actually said that the Xiaoming he imagined told him something he himself didn't know, which was unbelievable. (To be continued.)