Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

Seeing the murderous glare in Nuohan's eyes, Lan Jie's face tightened, her thin lips pressed into a straight line, a terrifying sight she had never seen before. She swallowed hard, her lips trembling slightly, "Ah... Ah Han... I..."

"Sister Lan, hand that person over to Black Shark!" The man's voice was sinister and chilling.

"Although I regard you as an elder, you should understand your place!"

"I...I understand, Ah Han. Today's events were due to Sister Lan overstepping her bounds!"

"The best knife isn't the one that's clever, but the one that hits exactly where you point it, understand?"

“I…I understand…” Sister Lan stood to the side, head down, her palms sweating profusely.

Although she and Nuohan were as close as mother and son, even a mother and son shouldn't interfere in her son's bedside affairs. What happened today was indeed ill-considered on her part.

The original intention was to bring the two together, but now that I think about it carefully, if Yue Liang comes to her senses and investigates further, she will definitely think that Nuo Han and she were in cahoots to harm her. At that time, Nuo Han will have no way to explain himself.

Sister Lan was also worried and confused. She always felt that this girl was unsettled and was afraid that she would dump Nuohan. She made a mistake for a moment, and now that she has come to her senses, she is full of regret.

Nuohan was already carrying the man who was twisted like a maggot as he strode out, with a group of armed guards clearing the way on both sides behind him.

Once in the car, Black Shark asked in a deep voice, "Boss, are we going to the hospital?"

"Ok!"

The confidant wisely lowered the barrier, and in the cramped space, only the two of them breathed together.

Yao Gongyue sat on the man's lap, her small hands restlessly reaching into the collar of his shirt, touching and pinching.

Her head slumped weakly against the man's shoulder, her breath sweet as orchids, "Hehehe, little brother, kiss me..."

She pressed her face against the man's neck, slowly rubbing upwards, brushing against his slightly prickly stubble, against the tip of his nose. Their lips touched, but they didn't kiss; they simply remained pressed together. The girl's seductive, slightly husky voice was captivating.

"Kiss...snap...muah..."

The man sat there, one hand always around her waist, his unfathomable black eyes slightly narrowed as he stared intently at her beautiful face, saying nothing, letting her touch him freely.

"Little brother, your Adam's apple is so beautiful..." The oblivious little vixen seemed to have discovered a new continent. She even swallowed and reached out to pick at the man's Adam's apple. When she saw that he still didn't react, she simply bit it.

"The moon!" The man's restrained voice was extremely hoarse, like a dangerous beast. He shoved her away half an inch, his large hand gripping her chin. Their eyes met.

"Baby, look carefully, who am I?"

Yao Gongyue's face flushed red, a mixture of innocence and allure, like a seductive little enchantress. Her rosy lips parted and closed, giving a bewitching smile, "Big blockhead."

Nuohan curled his lips into a wicked smile. "Hmm! Right, didn't you say I was boring and bland? Why are you still bothering me now?"

The little vixen smiled even more alluringly, her slender white fingertips touching his handsome face, tracing circles to his slightly cool, thin lips. "Whether it's bland or not, I'll have to taste it to know."

The man's eyes darkened further, and he tightened his grip on her waist, pressing her close to his chest. His powerful, resonant voice carried a seductive undertone, "Is that so? How do you want to taste it?"

The girl felt hot all over, and even though she was wearing a short skirt, she still felt like she couldn't breathe. When she heard this, she gently wrapped her arms around the man's neck, changed her position, and straddled his lap. She lowered her head and kissed his cool, moist lips, like a fish that had been parched for a long time finally finding a spring and greedily taking it.

A minute later, with sheer willpower, the man pushed the greedy little vixen away, his chest heaving, his hawk-like eyes gleaming in the dim light. "Is that enough, baby?"

Having tasted the sweetness, the little vixen was far from satisfied. Swaying her slender waist, she whimpered, "Not enough... I want more... kisses..."

The man held her slender waist tightly, preventing her from succeeding, his voice seductive, "What do you want? Hmm?"

"I want a kiss!"

"Who will you kiss?"

"Follow that big blockhead!"

Who is "Big Log"?

"No way!"

She clung to the man like an invertebrate, but he wouldn't let her get close. The little vixen got angry and scratched him with her little hands like cat claws.

She had already ripped two buttons off the man's shirt, revealing a large expanse of his chest. The well-shaped, powerful pectoral muscles, under the dappled light, resembled a work of art sculpted by a master craftsman—perfect and sexy.

His well-defined abdominal muscles appeared and disappeared with his movements, and before he knew it, the little imp's restless little hand had already reached inside, probing downwards.

The man's nerves were stretched to the limit; he gritted his teeth and pressed her against his chest.

"Moon, I know that although you have been drugged, you are still conscious."

His large hand almost covered the back of her head, his voice husky, close to her ear, "I am Nuohan and I dare to take responsibility for my actions. I was unaware of what happened today beforehand, so I am giving you the right to choose."

The man's intense scent filled her senses, and the girl's heart pounded. She felt as if she were on fire, but her mind remained conscious and perfectly clear throughout.

It was as if the whole world had shrunk to just the two of them; the man's voice boomed in their ears.

"It's your choice: come home with me, or go to the hospital?"

Yao Gongyue clung to him, as if the surroundings were ablaze with flames, with only his body offering coolness. Her small, burning hands were half-circled around his lower back, scratching and picking at him as if she were tickling him.

There was silence for almost a minute, until the man was nearly in despair, before he heard her barely audible whisper, "Go home!"

Her voice was very soft, so soft that even she could barely hear it, but to the man's ears it was deafening.

"Black Shark, go to the helipad and tell the pilot to get ready. I'm taking off as soon as I arrive, and I have to be at Moon Island Villa within twenty minutes!"

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The light in the master bedroom on the second floor of the Moon Island villa stayed on until dawn.

When Yao Gongyue opened her tired eyes, she met the man's deep, affectionate gaze. "Moon!"

Her mind went blank for a moment, then the events of last night flooded back, and her fair face flushed red.

"Dont look at me!"

She suddenly threw herself into the man's strong chest, pressing her face against his flesh, her slender white arms reaching out to hug his neck.

"You scoundrel, you're just a perverted old lecher!"

Nuohan's heart completely melted.

This is his little moon, the one he risked his life for, the obsession of two lifetimes, his only human delusion.

At this moment, finally holding her in his arms, how could he not feel a surge of madness?

He turned his head and kissed the top of the girl's fragrant hair, his lips pressed against her dark hair, his voice low and husky, with a half-smile, "Didn't you say I was bland and boring? I have to show you how I am, hmm?"

Yao Gongyue was filled with remorse, hating herself for speaking carelessly and reaping the bitter consequences.

Who would have thought that this man, who usually seems cold and aloof, would have such a reckless and crazy side? It's utterly shameful.