"Going ho? Whose ho?"
Yu Siqiao just kept quiet, leaning back in his chair as if he hadn’t heard Mo Shu at all.
Mo Shu: "..."
This damn man, when did he learn to do this!
Before, he would have thrown a fit right on the spot, and she could have argued with him. Now, he didn’t even lose his temper, didn’t say a word. Mo Shu felt like she was punching into cotton, extrely uncomfortable.
Yu Siqiao closed his eyes, as if he were resting.
Mo Shu stayed quiet for a few minutes, finally unable to take it anymore. She said, "Yu Siqiao!"
Yu Siqiao: "..." Still silent.
Seeing his closed eyes, Mo Shu leaned in and whispered, "Let tell you a secret."
Yu Siqiao: "..."
Can’t hear, can’t hear.
If he ignores her, he is a pig!
Mo Shu saw no reaction from him and then said, "Actually, my going to Baima Mansion tonight wasn’t out of curiosity."
Yu Siqiao: "..."
Mo Shu: "I already knew what was inside. Heard they even have a top guy, very handso, well-built, polite, looks like a young Liu Dehua. He is totally my type."
Yu Siqiao: "..." Ground his back teeth, and his hands wrapped around his chest tightened slightly.
This damn woman!
Mo Shu clearly noticed his reaction, quietly pursed her lips, then regretfully said, "Too bad, I was late. Soone had already taken him away. Otherwise, seeing him, touching him, wouldn’t be bad."
Yu Siqiao: "..."
Seeing him?
Touching him?
Mo Shu then said, "If it wasn’t for my pregnancy, I really would have liked to bring him out, to experience life with my ideal type. That would have been even better."
Yu Siqiao finally opened his eyes, looking at her coldly, "You want to die?"
Mo Shu let out a laugh, snuggled up softly, and whispered, "You finally pay attention to , don’t be mad."
Yu Siqiao clenched his teeth, pulled her over forcefully, "Seeing him? Touching him? Huh?"
Mo Shu quickly leaned in for a kiss, "And a kiss too."
Yu Siqiao’s expression turned colder, pushed her away, "Go kiss your ideal type!"
Mo Shu howled and pounced towards him, shalessly burrowing into his arms, laughing, "But you are my ideal type."
’Ding’
[Male lead’s Happiness 1]
Mo Shu giggled, snuggled up even closer, and rubbed her soft body against him, "Those ducks can’t even compare to a strand of your hair. I just love soone like you, handso, well-built, ah, exactly what I like."
Yu Siqiao still had a cold expression, turned his head away, showing no intention of paying her any attention.
’Ding’
[Male lead’s Happiness 1]
Mo Shu was almost dying of laughter inside, thought he was simply a treasure trove. She leaned in again and kissed him, her voice could not hide the manic laughter, her face full of happiness, "How can there be such an adorable boyfriend!"
Yu Siqiao’s face ward slightly, but his expression was still as cold as ice. He pushed her away, said coldly, "What boyfriend, who’s your boyfriend!"
Mo Shu leaned in again, wrapping her arms around his neck, pouted her lips, and kissed his chin, "Right, not boyfriend, fiancé, father of the child!"
’Ding’
[Male lead’s Happiness 1, 1]
Yu Siqiao sneered.
Damn woman!
Did she think, with just so sweet talk, he would forgive her?
How could she be so delusional!
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