From the first day he came here, he knew that she was not used to the food here. From then on, he cooked and made soup with his own hands. It was not that she did not understand his intentions.
However, she has more important things waiting for her to do, and she will not hesitate to pay a huge price. If she does not destroy the man, she will live in fear all her life.
"What are you eating today?" Wu Bingxuan asked in a sweet voice as her fair arms wrapped around his waist.
"Xiaolongbao, and corn porridge." His tone was slightly complaining, "If you like it, can you skip it for a month?"
Wu Bingxuan couldn't help laughing and looked at him with a smile, "Then what do you think we should do?"
Sensing that there was room for change, Mu Ziluo turned around quickly, his blue eyes shining brightly, "Can I..."
"No!" Wu Bingxuan refused in a sweet voice as she grabbed the xiaolongbao on the side and put it into her mouth.
The originally shining handsome face dimmed, and he silently picked up a tissue to wipe away the soup from the corner of her mouth. Mu Ziluo stared at her tenderly.
"Can I ask you a question?" Wu Bingxuan raised his face with his hands wrapped around his arms, a faint smile hanging on his diamond-shaped lips.
"what is the problem?"
Mu Ziluo looked down at her rosy little face, and a faint warmth flowed across his heart. She had never been so close to him on her own initiative.
"Yesterday!" Pulling open his clothes, slender fingers slid across his chest, feeling his body tense up under her touch. Wu Bing curled his lips and smiled, "I saw you have a tattoo here, but this morning there was another one.
No more, why?”
Looking at the little hands on his chest, Mu Ziluo said softly: "Baby, you can touch it a little further down there."
"You!" Wu Bingxuan retracted his hand angrily, scanning his lower abdomen with the corner of his eye, and blushed even more after noticing his obvious changes.
"What's wrong?" Mu Ziluo took her little hand and put it back on his chest, showing a dazzling smile, "Aren't you going to touch it?"
Wu Bingxuan gritted his teeth secretly and looked at him angrily.
"Or, you touched it all over last night?"
A low, smiling voice sounded in her ears, and Wu Bingxuan's face looked even more embarrassed, "Who touched you?"
"Isn't it?" Mu Ziluo curled his lips and said accusingly: "Is it because you are dissatisfied with my figure that you deny it?"
As he spoke, Mu Ziluo puffed up his chest to prove that he was in great shape, "I have eight-pack abs with beautiful lines and clear texture. Or do you just want to eat them and wipe them clean?"
"I don't!"
"Then how do you know there are blood marks on my chest?"
Wu Bing walked around the room and said immediately: "That's because you pressed me down last night and I accidentally saw it."
"Then... did you touch me?" Mu Ziluo blinked at her ambiguously, his blue eyes full of teasing.
"you you you!"
"It seems there is!" Mu Ziluo straightened up seriously and said matter-of-factly: "Since you touched and looked at it yesterday, I want to see and touch it too."
Look? Look at what?
Touch? What does he want to touch?
"Of course I'm touching you!" Ignoring the confusion in her eyes, Mu Ziluo said arrogantly: "Otherwise, I would have lost a lot of money. I don't want to think about the fact that I was drunk and unconscious last night, and ended up encountering a female pervert who touched me.
, If you don’t get it back, I, His Royal Highness, Prince Saint-Villiage, will be greatly embarrassed.”