Chapter 575: Uncle is Too Depraved, Can't Afford to Mes

pervise and accelerate the research progress!"After hanging up the phone, Fu Lingxiao immediately called Shen Lue, “What is Mu Xing doing”Shen Yue replied, "Playing with her little pets on the tarmac....Mu Xing's checkup report was normal, but Fu Lingxiao still wasn't at ease, forcing her to rest for half a month.

For the past two weeks, Mu Xingyi has been living a life of ease, relying on her uncle for everything she needs, even refusing to step foot on the ground.

At night, the man sat by the bed finishing up company documents and habitually picked her up to take her to the bathroom.

"Uncle."

Mu Xing hugged the man's neck, looking at his thin jawline, and couldn't help but feel heartache, "My body is perfectly fine, you don't really have to take care of me like this. I can take a shower by myself, you should get some rest, okay"

Fu Lingxiao's eyelashes drooped slightly, his gaze falling on her. The corners of his thin lips curled up slightly, "Baby, I'm not tired."

He enjoys taking care of Xing'er. It fills the void in his heart and makes him feel safe and secure.

But I feel sorry for him.

Mu Xing moved her hand to the man's cheek, gently touching it, "You've lost a lot of weight, your face is so thin."

Fu Lingxiao turned his face, his thin lips kissing Mu Xing's palm, "It's okay, I have meat on my body."

He entered the bathroom and placed Mu Xing on the washstand. He squeezed between her legs, holding her small hand and pressing it against his solid chest. “Are you satisfied, baby”

Bright lights cast upon the man's delicate jawline, meticulously outlining his divinely sculpted features. He lowers his thick eyelashes, a smile rippling across his deep-set eyes, his black pupils shimmering with an alluring gleam.

The man's solid, muscular contours were clearly imprinted on her palm through the fabric of his shirt.

Mu Xing's cheeks flushed slightly, knowing that her uncle was deliberately teasing her. She raised an eyebrow lightly and looked at him: "How can you tell through the clothes"

"Hmm."

A chuckle escaped the man's lips as he took her finger and, with it, unbuttoned his shirt one button at a time.

As the shirt unbuttoned little by little, the clearly defined muscles and the distinct mermaid line gradually revealed themselves to Mu Xing's eyes.

His solid, muscular body was covered in scars of varying sizes, scattered across his fair skin, marking the blocks of muscle that rose and fell with each breath.

The surgical scar in the middle of her chest, she had personally carved and stitched.

Mu Xing's eyes welled up, but the man merely smirked, pressing her hand against his abs and moving it inch by inch upward. His voice was low and husky as he asked, "Now Satisfied" He added a soft, questioning "En"

Mu Xing looked up at the man. He had been watching her all along, his deep eyes burning brightly, like a beacon piercing through the darkness. It made her heart race and flutter. The next second, she tilted her head up and kissed his thin lips.

The moment his soft lips landed on hers, Fu Lingxiao stiffened slightly before pressing his soft lips against hers with a heavy thud.

Between each breath, there was the scent of stardust, a faint trace of youthful fragrance mingling with the sandalwood incense from the bathroom, just as his breath and hers intertwined.

With self-control inch by inch collapsing, Fu Lingxiao's long and broad palm was like a burning fire, scorching hot, firmly holding the girl who was kissing him, "Xing'er…"

"I can barely hold on, but I managed to keep the last sliver of my rationality and asked her, 'Can we continue…'"

The man's voice was low and husky, with a hint of fire burning beneath the surface. It held a seductive undertone, trailing off in a breathless whisper. Rough and languid, it was like aged wine, intoxicating to the very core.

Mù xīng raised her leg, hooking it onto the man's narrow waist. She answered him with action...

……

Considering Mu Xing's health, Fu Lingxiao kept reminding himself in his heart to restrain himself.

Alas, his Xing'er was simply too alluring, like a captivating fairy who ensnared hearts. Once touched by her charm, he became utterly bewitched, losing all control. He yearned to bite her into pieces and swallow her whole.

From the wash basin to the shower, Mu Xing was so exhausted that his whole body felt weak, and his legs were so soft that he could barely stand. He had to beg him for mercy: "Little uncle, I have no strength left, please stop..."

The girl stared at him with red eyes, looking pitiful. Fu Lingxiao finally realized he had gone too far, immediately picking her up. "You must be tired from standing for so long, baby. Let's go to the bathtub."

Mu Xing: “”

Deep in the night, all sounds had vanished. The intense aroma swirling in the bathroom finally subsided.

Mu Xing was wrapped in a white bath towel, being carried out of the bathroom by the man. Her cheeks, like spring snow, had a faint blush starting to rise, and her glistening eyes looked at the man with grievance, "Little uncle, you're too much..."

With teary, red-rimmed eyes and a sniffly, delicate voice, she looked utterly wronged.

Fu Lingxiao leaned down and tenderly kissed her brow, "Don't blame me really, baby. You don't know how alluring you are."

Especially when she cried for mercy, her cheeks flushed a faint pink, and her whole body exuded a pitiful and alluring charm that brought out the savagery in him.

Had she not possessed a shred of reason, she would have suffered much more tonight.

Placing the man on the bed, Fu Lingxiao went to find a blood-activating ointment for bruises. He untied Mu Xing's bath towel, and her fair skin was covered with finger marks and bite marks, a truly horrifying sight.

It was something he couldn't help but do...

Fu Lingxiao's eyes were dark and deep, suppressing the desire that had been awakened again. He squeezed the ointment onto his fingertips and gently applied it to the scars. His handsome face was extremely gentle, but Mu Xing's mind was filled with the scene in the bathroom where he held her hands captive and pressed against her domineeringly as she demanded him.

The more she pleaded, the crueler he became, even coaxing her into doing things that were wrong...

Beast! Too beastly!

Fu Lingxiao saw Mu Xing's eyes flickering and staring at him, her brows furrowed, a suspicious blush on her beautiful face. She raised her lips and asked, "Baby, what are you looking at me like this for Haven't had enough of me yet"

"Not at all!"

Mu Xing immediately withdrew her gaze, not daring to look at him again.

Uncle Xiao's physical strength and energy are terrifyingly strong, he's unapproachable!

After applying the medicine, Fu Lingxiao helped Mu Xing put on a sleeping gown. Just as she lay down beside him, the little girl rolled over to the other side of the bed, almost touching the edge, holding the blanket and warily watching him, "You sleep over there tonight, I sleep over here, we each sleep separately."

My uncle is too dangerous. He could accidentally shoot himself, and I can't handle that stress. It's safer to sleep separately.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, the man approached her, reaching out with long arms to pull her into his embrace.

Touching the man's hot body, Mu Xing couldn't help but shrink back, which made the man chuckle softly, "Scaredy cat."

His strong arms held her close, whispering softly, "Don't be afraid, my love. I'm just holding you to sleep, nothing else."

The man made a promise, Mu Xing tentatively believed him.

Turning off the lights, Mu Xing snuggled into the man's warm chest. Although she was already very tired and sleepy, she couldn't fall asleep at all. In fact, for the past half month, she had insomnia every night.

A man's voice suddenly rang out in the darkness: "Baby, can't sleep"

Mu Xing softly hummed in response, but the man remained silent, as if waiting for her to speak.

She bit her lip and said, "Uncle Xiao, I want to go back to Qingyun Mountain."

"Okay, when"

"Tomorrow, I want to go back alone, is that okay"

"Sure."

To everyone's surprise, the man agreed very readily. Mu Xing leaned her cheek against his chest and rubbed it gently, "Little Uncle, thank you."yi's ears, and said firmly: "You are Maomao."Even if appearances can be mistaken, the feeling will definitely not be wrong.Maomao's ears had been squeezed since she was a little one, soft and squishy....