"I want you to help me take a bath, " Dongfang Mo replied shamelessly, then added, "I will return to Korea and Binhai in two days. I am tired and travel-worn. Now, I just want to take a bath and climb into bed to sleep. "
"Why should I help you take a bath? " Mu Ru was furious after hearing his words. "I am not your servant. "
"You are my wife. " Dongfang Mo still insisted on his shamelessness, ignoring the anger on Mu Ru's face He continued to speak loudly, "a wife's duty is to serve her husband. It's a wife's duty to make her husband comfortable. "
"Bullsh * T duty, " Mu ru could not help but swear, then quickly argued, "I'm not your wife, you and I both know that. "
Dongfang Mo frowned, then said calmly, "then you mean... you're willing to be my mistress for the rest of your life, but you're not willing to be my wife? "
A mistress for the rest of her life?
Mu Ru stood there stunned for a moment before she reacted. She was now pretending to be Xi Muxue, but in fact, Xi Muxue was originally pretending to be her. In short, her current identity was Xi Muru, her original identity.
And Xi Muru's identity, to Dongfang Mo, was a mistress for the rest of her life. In other words, she would never be able to separate from Dongfang Mo for the rest of her life.
Dongfang Mo saw that she was not going to say anything Then, he said plainly, "Xi Muru, think about it yourself. Do you want to follow the instructions I gave you when I captured you back in Paris and let you marry me and be my wife, or continue to fulfill the 100-year mistress agreement that you signed with me? "
Dongfang Mo paused for a moment, then he said nonchalantly, "because to me, it's actually not that much of a loss, but to you... "
"I'M NOT XI MURU! " Mu Ru blurted out instinctively, then she swallowed hard and said, "I'm... I'm Yan ru... in other words... "
"I know you're Yan ru, " Dongfang Mo answered her very calmly, then he used his hand to scratch her cheek Then, he continued, "but you're not Xi Muxue, and you're not the Xi Muru that I've been pretending to be in this one inch Mo city all these years. You're the Real Xi Muru. You're also the Yan ru that I captured from Paris. "
Mu Ru leaned against the wall. She did not know if it was because the wall was too cold or because the soles of her feet were too cold. At that moment, looking at Dongfang Mo's half-smiling face, she felt a chill down her spine.
"You mean... " Mu ru stuck out the tip of her tongue to lick the corner of her mouth. She sucked in all the diluted blood that had just flowed out from the corner of her mouth ...
However, she did not know that this unintentional action of hers had made Dongfang Mo's heart itch. Dongfang mo could not help but swallow his saliva as his throat slid rapidly. In an instant, his body seemed to be crawling with countless crabs.
How selfish. Xi Muru was such a selfish woman. Even when she licked the corner of her mouth, she only licked her own. His mouth was less than three centimeters away from hers, and there was light red blood seeping out from the corner of his mouth. Why couldn't she lick it for him?
"Xi Muru, don't waste your breath on me here. I'm very tired. I just want to rest early, " Dongfang Mo said as he reached out to grab her wrist. "Come, follow me to the bathroom. Help me shower. I haven't showered in a long time. "