Tang Li wiped the crystal-like sweat droplets from her forehead with the back of her hand before looking at the sumptuous dinner she prepared for Mo Yuhan.
"He likes prawns…" she murmured, glancing at the third delicacy on the dining table.
Although things were not going well between them for a few days, everything would be sorted out as long as they had a proper conversation.
After their crazy sex last night, she felt like throwing tantrums when her body ached. After that, it was he who ignored her.
This time, she would take the initiative.
Her eyes shone with determination, "Whatever it is, I, Tang Li, am a born expert when it comes to clinging to Mo Yuhan," she said proudly while raising the serving spoon in her hand.
"Is it?" Mo Yuhan whispered right beside her ear.
The sensation of it made the hair on her body stand at its end as she dropped the spoon in her hand, startled.
