For almost the entire day, Huang Qingtian kept Mu Keren trapped on the sofa, not letting her leave, and he wouldn't leave her body either.
"Huang Qingtian, you've made someone sore!"
"Sorry…" he said with his mouth, but the movements of his body never paused for a moment.
At the moment, Mu Keren was very troubled.
Indeed, just like in some romance novels, men should not be starved.
Once Huang Qingtian got hungry, he was like a wolf. He didn't even give her a chance to catch her breath all day, and she was too exhausted to be mad at him.
*
It wasn't until after eleven at night that Huang Qingtian finally brought her lunch.
At this moment, Mu Keren, who had just recovered from a serious illness and was drained by Huang Qingtian all day, was in a terrible state of mind. She leaned against the headboard, sipping her porridge and checking her phone.
She planned to return to work tomorrow; the promotional film for Nanling State couldn't be delayed any longer.
