I am a Flower Vase in an Infinite World / I Am a Useless flower in an infinite

Chapter 14

Tang Ning looked at Mo Yunchu, feeling a bit bewildered. The long lashes failed to conceal the deep implication in Mo Yunchu's gaze. While he stared at Tang Ning, his hand played with Tang Ning's delicate fingers, teasing through the gaps, slipping down from the palm, and reaching into the sleeve. Clearly, what could satisfy him wasn't just any cake.

Just a touch of his fingers and Tang Ning's entire arm felt numb.

"Not today, I'm tired," Tang Ning's voice carried confusion and a hint of pleading.

However, this time, Mo Yunchu wasn't as accommodating.

"It's currently 4:23 in the afternoon," Mo Yunchu glanced at his watch, "even if you sleep for eight hours, we can start at 12:30. We have plenty of time."

Tang Ning looked utterly lost, as if he didn't understand why the previously foolproof excuse suddenly failed. His eyes appeared pitiful, inviting mischief.

"Does little Ning want to go to bed now?" Mo Yunchu gently inquired, "But you seem so energetic."

Mo Yunchu dipped his fingers into some cream on the side of the cake. The smooth and sweet cream was applied to Tang Ning's nose, lips, and collarbone, making him look like a little cat accidentally smeared with cream.

Mo Yunchu pinched Tang Ning's delicate chin, and a gentle kiss followed.

Tang Ning, flustered, tried to turn his head away, attempting to evade Mo Yunchu's kiss. However, Mo Yunchu held his face, gradually licking off the cream. His actions were earnest, as if savoring a delicacy.

The last bit was on Tang Ning's neck, an overly sensitive area. Tang Ning covered his neck, shaking his head tearfully.

"What's wrong? Why are you avoiding? Does little Ning not want me to be satisfied?" Mo Yunchu's hands, strong and firm, supported Tang Ning's head on both sides. He looked down at Tang Ning, trapping him in a deliberately created confined space, an aggressively possessive aura unsettling every cell on Tang Ning's body.

Tang Ning was panicking, and his translucent eyes resembled a startled deer. The pupils reflected Mo Yunchu's imposing face.

"In that case, little Ning is too naughty."

"Bad children need to be punished." The handsome face concealed the previously exposed emotions, but the emotion in the dark phoenix eyes became even stronger.

For a moment, an indescribable desire appeared in Mo Yunchu's distant and cold expression. It was as if the predator, playing with its prey, had torn off the disguise, revealing a crimson tongue eager to taste the feast.

The next moment, the dense lashes softened the blatant gaze, and the expression became deceitful. "Is little Ning a good child or a bad child?"

"I... I..." Tang Ning didn't know how to answer. Saying he's a good child might lead to being devoured, while admitting he's a bad child could result in punishment.

Driven by the instinct to avoid harm, Tang Ning, without any guidance, came up with a clever response, "I love you."

Looking at the handsome face so close, he added in a shy tone, "Husband."

This embarrassing term had significant power, at least at this moment, calming down most of Mo Yunchu's displeasure. Yes, Tang Ning could sense the dissatisfaction lurking beneath Mo Yunchu's calm exterior.

He had never seen Mo Yunchu angry.

He didn't want to witness that scene either.

Mo Yunchu's profound eyes gazed at Tang Ning, and he raised the corners of his lips. "Little Ning is so good."