"So, how good can the princess be to ?" Yu Siqiao asked eagerly.
Mo Shu solemnly said, "Everything I have, I give to you."
"That’s not enough," Yu Siqiao rolled his head on her shoulder and whispered, "You, too, must be mine."
Mo Shu felt a flower bloom in her heart, a flower that also blossod on her face, and before she knew it, her lips were deeply kissed.
Yu Siqiao whispered against her lips, "Is that okay?"
Mo Shu wrinkled her nose and lightly pecked back, "I’m yours already."
’Ding’
[Male Lead’s Happiness 1, 1]
Yu Siqiao pursed his lips and lifted them, "Then why won’t you confess to ?"
This sentence made the laughter in Mo Shu’s eyes fade considerably.
There was that sentence again.
Mo Shu always thought of the Creator God.
Yu Siqiao squinted his eyes, "What’s with that expression?"
Mo Shu snorted softly, wrapping her arms around his neck, "I love you."
Yu Siqiao’s expression softened slightly, and he said deliberately, "Not enough."
Mo Shu giggled, "I really really really love you."
"You’re being perfunctory!" Yu Siqiao snorted, asking again, "How much do you love ?"
"It’s like... loving hot pot," Mo Shu quickly pecked him on the cheek, "How about we eat hot pot?"
Yu Siqiao’s smile fell, and he scoffed, "I think you want to eat quicker!"
Mo Shu patted her belly, "I want to eat too, but my body won’t allow it!"
Yu Siqiao had just casually ntioned it without much tenderness, and her response almost made him choke. A not-so-appropriate image popped into his head.
Yu Siqiao looked at her intently, "If you want to eat, then eat. Don’t hold back."
Mo Shu: "... I just want hot pot now!"
Yu Siqiao said coldly, "Do you love hot pot or ?"
Mo Shu replied without hesitation, "I love you. You could take out for hot pot!"
"What if I don’t take you?"
"Then I guess I love hot pot more..."
Yu Siqiao gritted his teeth and glared at her, "Damn woman!"
Mo Shu looked at him, utterly shaless.
In the end, Mo Shu still got to eat hot pot.
Only it wasn’t at a hot pot restaurant, but at ho.
Everything Mo Shu wanted was bought on the spot, all under Yu Siqiao’s watchful eye, controlling everything from flavor to quantity.
For example: "Honey, it’s not spicy enough."
Yu Siqiao glanced at the bright red chili in her bowl and said, "That’s enough, don’t eat too spicy. Don’t want our daughter to be affected."
"But it’s not tasty."
"Then eat less."
Mo Shu: "..."
After a while, "Honey, I want to eat at, why did you take it away?"
"That’s enough, don’t eat too much at, or you’ll feel sick if you overeat."
"But I’m still not full!"
"Eat more vegetables and tofu, they have more nutritional value."
Mo Shu: "..."
Finally: "Ahhhhh, I’m not full, don’t take it away!"
Yu Siqiao coldly said, "That’s enough, don’t eat too much, you still have to eat fruit!"
Mo Shu: "For God’s sake..."
Yu Siqiao: "Be good."
Mo Shu threw her chopsticks in anger, "Damn man! I’m done eating!"
Yu Siqiao was relieved, "Alright."
Mo Shu almost cried in anger and stomped back to her room.
But after a while, she had no sha and asked Ji Nan to sneak the fruit to her.
Yu Siqiao knew exactly what Ji Nan was up to and said, "No waterlon for her today, bring her so apples instead."
Ji Nan: "..."
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