Chapter 83 Kiss Her


    Chapter 83 Kiss Her


    Louis couldn''t control himself any longer. He reasoned that he had spoiled nche too much,


    making her have a bad temper.


    He grabbed nche''s shoulder with his big hand and lifted her up easily. He scolded, "What are


    you throwing a tantrum for? You kicked someone into theke, yet you still have the nerve to get


    angry."


    Her shoulder hurt so much. "Is his hand made of steel?" she wondered.


    Having suffered enough, nche had to speak up. Her clear ck eyes were filled with anger. "Yes,


    you are right. However, I didn''t ask you toe find me. I told Sam that I wasn''t hungry and didn''t


    want lunch. What are you doing here? And let me tell you something. Your words seem right, but in


    fact, you just came to bully me. My shoulder hurts. Let go of me."


    nche''s face twisted in pain.


    The corner of Louis'' mouth twitched. "This woman, shouting and spitting at me, is like a wild animal.


    She is not gentle at all. She was more pleasing when she wore a mask," he thought.


    Seeing nche in pain, he couldn''t bear it. He loosened his grip and whispered with a faint smile,


    "You finally talked to me. Why didn''t you keep silent?"


    "You hurt me. of course, I have to speak. I''m not a fool."


    "Is your head injured?" Louis squinted, his eyes fixed on the bandage wrapped around nche''s


    head. He noticed it earlier, but nche ignored him.


    "It has nothing to do with you. Please don''t meddle in my affairs. Even if I''m in pain, I won''t let you


    spend a penny on medicine.," nche raised her delicate chin, treating Louis as if he were invisible.


    "I said it''s rted to me, so it is. You''re so ugly. Let me see if you were bitten by ants. You''re making


    a fuss over nothing, using such an ugly piece of cloth to wrap it. Can you be any more tacky?"


    Louis'' tall figure came closer. He even pulled nche towards his strong chest. One hand encircled


    her neck, holding her head, and he untied the fabric from her head with the other.


    The fabric was indeed ugly. It was torn from a basket to prevent it from hurting the hand.


    nche''s head was buried in Louis'' chest. She was smelling his scent, something she was not


    used to. She retorted angrily, "Who allowed you to touch my head? I want to be tacky and make you


    lose face."


    Nobody noticed Louis'' faint smile, as if he was used to nche''s rudeness to him.


    But then, Louis noticed that the gray fabric was wet, with a dark red bloodstain. He narrowed his


    eyes and realized that nche''s head was indeed injured.


    Arge hand touched nche''s furry head, exploring it.


    Soon, Louis found a wound on the back of her head.


    He held nche''s head, examining it closely. The skin was broken, and the area around the wound


    was swollen like a bun, but it was covered by hair and not visible. Immediately, his face became


    sullen.


    "Don''t touch me! You are not allowed to touch my head." nche was as stiff as a board, not liking


    the touch of Louis''rge hand as if he was petting a puppy.


    Louis let go of nche with cold eyes.


    "How did you get the wound on the back of your head?"


    nche took a step back, crossing her arms over her chest in self-defense.


    "Hmph! Stop pretending to be kind. I feel lucky that you didn''t strangle me. This wound has nothing


    to do with you. Now leave and stay away from me."


    "Did Cathy do this?"


    Louis pursed his thin lips and tried to suppress some emotion. "Sam is right. Who would kick


    someone for no reason?" he thought.


    nche hesitated for a second and met his cold eyes. She rolled her eyes and wondered how he


    knew about it.


    "It is none of your business." nche turned her head away, keeping her distance from him. "What


    does it matter even if he knows? Should I expect him to avenge me? That Is impossible," she


    thought.


    "Talk to me nicely."


    Louis took a step forward, once again pulling nche towards his warm chest. Then he lifted her


    chin, his deep eyes staring at her innocent face.


    He was born with a silver spoon, and with his handsome face, manydies liked him.


    Forced to tilt her head back, nche met Louis'' eyes. In his pupils, she could see herself. They


    were too close to each other, and his breath poured over her face.


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    "Let go of me, you bastard. Look at what you''ve done to my neck. Stay away from me!"


    Louis'' sharp eyes slowly moved to nche''s slender neck. The fair neck now had a deep purple


    bruise.


    Louis'' eyes widened in shock. He was responsible for this wound.


    "You are a demon."


    "Stop talking!" Green veins appeared on Louis'' forehead. At that moment, he realized he was like a


    tyrant.


    Every time nche called him a brute and asked him to stay away, he could see the sadness in her


    misty eyes.


    He couldn''t stand to see her eyes like this, so he raised his hand and covered them.


    Unable to see anything, nche was stunned for a moment. Then she raised her hand to remove


    the hand covering her eyes and became even angrier, shouting non-stop.


    "You jerk! You jerk..."


    "If you curse again, I''ll kiss you."


    nche cursed him with her rosy lips moving. Her agile tongue and white teeth could be seen.


    Louis felt like he had been enchanted, finding nche''s mouth incredibly enticing.


    Even the words she used to curse him were tolerable.


    nche paused, wondering if she had misheard him. "Did he say he was going to kiss me? Is there


    something wrong with his mind? No way. He despises me a lot," she wondered.


    "You jerk!"


    "Mmm!"


    Louis kept his word and leaned down to kiss her lips, gently sucking on nche''s rosy lips while


    avoiding the wound on the back of her head, lightly holding it with his hand.


    nche was dumbfounded. He really meant what he said. Feeling her soft lips being sucked,


    nche was embarrassed. She fiercely pounded Louis''s chest and pushed him away.


    nche quickly wiped her lips and wished she could scrape off ayer of the skin on them. Her fair


    fingertips trembled with anger. "How could he kiss me?" she thought.


    "You scumbag! Who gave you permission to kiss me?"


    Louis touched his lips with gentle eyes as if still savoring the taste. He quickened his pace and


    caught up with nche who was anxiously running away.


    "Watch out!"


    Unexpectedly, someone jumped down from a dense tree nearby and grabbed nche''s wrist.