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Suddenly, Xiao Ruo grinned like a little fox, leaning into his chin, "Brother Fu, say it again."
She was sure it wasn't just her imagination just now, Brother Fu's voice sounded a bit off.
"Ahem, something got caught in my throat," he said without changing his expression.
"Liar!" She laughed triumphantly, holding back her shyness as she slipped her other hand into the loose hem of his underrobe, reaching up to his lower abdominal muscles.
She could distinctly feel his body stiffen momentarily, so she grew bolder and began to wander inside but did not notice the fleeting sharp look in the man's eyes.
"Brother Fu, are you really not coming?" She threw him a flirtatious glance, but he kept his eyes rigidly on the food in front of him.
Xiao Ruo ground her teeth and, in a fit of anger, tore open his underrobe, reaching casually toward his navel.
With a "clang," his chopsticks slapped against the bowl. "Eat later!"
