Gu Qian looked at the strawberry dessert in front of her, drooling, but from the corner of her eye, she saw the man watching her swollen, moist lips with a half-smile. She recalled his earlier antics, forcing her to admit his strength and skill, and her ears flushed red.
She turned her head away arrogantly, refusing to eat with a huff.
Men are all pigs, that statement couldn't be more true.
Mo Beichen noticed her pouting in distress and said with a half-smile, "What's the matter, don't like the strawberry flavor? There's also blueberry and peach, which one do you want to eat?"
Gu Qian was irritated, pouting, "I won't eat any of them, they all look like they've been left out for a long time, not fresh at all."
Mo Beichen chuckled deeply, "That's my fault. We should have filled your stomach before getting on the speedboat. Just have a little for now, okay? When we get back to the hotel, I'll have fresh ones made for you, alright?"
