Chapter 408, why don’t you give it a shot (four more episodes)

"Li Mochan, this isn’t over, not today," Ye Jiuliang declared, hanging onto him, her wet little hands naughtily slipping inside his collar.

Her cold hands touched his chest, stirring a restless desire within Li Mochan.

"You little devil, do you know what you’re doing?" His deep voice grew increasingly hoarse.

Ye Jiuliang raised an eyebrow, lowered her head, and grazed his ear with her red lips, her tone cocky, "I’m doing it on purpose, what can you do about it?"

After speaking, the cold little hand moved further down.

Li Mochan’s dark eyes deepened as he caught her hand, preventing her from moving about.

His sexy Adam’s apple rolled as his voice sounded even deeper, "You little devil, this is what you asked for."

"Asked for what? I’m not even familiar with you." Ye Jiuliang broke free from his grip, hopped off him, and ran swiftly toward the beach.

Having teased him, she made a quick getaway, since the discomfort wasn’t hers to suffer.

Li Mochan lowered his gaze to the buttons undone on his shirt, then turned and chased after her.

**

"Is the information reliable?" In the dim room, a man’s hoarse voice echoed, sounding all the more sinister.

His grey clothing almost merged with the dim light.

Across from him, a man with a slightly bent waist and a respectful expression confirmed, "It’s verified. Those people have had their poison neutralized, and our men saw Wei Nan taking two of them to an auction. I’ve already sent someone to track their whereabouts."

"Good, keep a close eye on them, get everyone over here, and catch Wei Nan as soon as possible." The man in grey, with his exceedingly ordinary face, revealed a chilling smile, his narrow eyes flashing sharply.

Capturing Wei Nan meant he could report back, and maybe, if his master was pleased, he might even receive a reward.

"Yes."

After his subordinate left, the man in grey took out his mobile phone to make a call, but it rang before he could dial.

Seeing the number, he immediately straightened his face.

He pressed the answer button, his attitude humbled to the dust, "Steward Mo."

Whatever the person on the other end said, the man in grey quickly responded, "I’ve already found out, and I will definitely catch Wei Nan within two days."

"I know, I won’t leave them any clues."

The conversation was brief, and the call was soon disconnected.

The man in grey slumped into the chair, wiping the sweat that formed on his forehead.

...

Deep into the night, the grey sky made it difficult to spot even a few scattered stars.

After dinner, Ye Jiuliang felt listless and without energy, slouching lethargically in her bed.

The constant running around these past days, coupled with the time spent soaking in the sea that afternoon, had brought her "relative" on a visit two days early.

"Drink some water." Li Mochan, holding a cup, walked briskly to the side of the bed.

Ye Jiuliang shook her head, whimpering from beneath the covers.

Setting the cup on the nightstand, Li Mochan sat on the edge of the bed and wrapped her, blankets and all, into his arms, "Still feeling bad, huh?"

Ye Jiuliang glanced at him askance, "Why don’t you try it?"

Li Mochan, "..."

"It’s all your fault, throwing me into the sea this afternoon," Ye Jiuliang complained with a tone of mock resentfulness, seizing the opportunity.

"My bad, next time you can throw me in." Having checked the internet to learn that girls needed to be in good spirits during this time, Li Mochan wisely soothed his little wolf pup.

Ye Jiuliang gave him a cold look, retorting, "You’re dead heavy; I won’t be lifting you."

Li Mochan chuckled, "Then should I just jump in myself?"

Ye Jiuliang couldn’t help but laugh, which made her stomach hurt even more.

Li Mochan stretched out a hand to cover her little feet, which were too cold to the touch.

He frowned, grabbed a pair of socks, and was about to help her put them on.

Ye Jiuliang wiggled her toes and protested in a whiny voice, "No need, wearing socks to bed is uncomfortable."

Hearing this, Li Mochan didn’t insist, tossed away the socks, and instead wrapped her feet with his hands, warming her with the heat from his palms.