Ye Tian noticed that Wang Bingbing's attitude was somewhat milder today, so he wrapped his arms around her slender waist.
"Little maid, would you keep your master company today?"
As he spoke, Ye Tian brought his mouth close to Wang Bingbing's and gently kissed her on the face, to which Wang Bingbing did not resist.
"However, I still hope you can be more sociable! Stop being the Ice Queen. When you have the time, you should go camping with friends. If you stay in the ice bar all the time, your breasts will sag, and your figure will warp, you know!"
Ye Tian said this with a smile, and Wang Bingbing was now somewhat displeased.
"What about my breasts is any of your business?"
"How is it not my business? The image of a little maid decides the face of her master. I do hope my little maid will wear leather outfits and carry herself like a queen—don't sell yourself short!"
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