Lai Bao ignored the gloom on the man's face and cheerfully raised her hand, "Hey, good morning!"
Mu Bai looked at the woman with her hair resembling a bird's nest above her head and, for no reason, felt a surge of anger. His slender finger pointed to his watch, "What time is it now, where's my breakfast? Don't you have any sense of being a wife?"
Lai Bao widened her clear and distinct eyes and blinked innocently at him. Was he really discussing marital awareness with her right now?
This was truly... the biggest joke of the century.
Mu Bai leaned in closer, his slender fingers lifting her chin, his fresh breath sprayed across her face, male hormones continuously assaulting her nostrils, causing her cheeks to flush red. Suddenly, he curved his lips, blooming like peach blossoms in March, unconsciously making one sink into delusion, lost and unable to find the way back.
