Xiong Miao was as frightened as a deer, and covered herself with a quilt until only her eyes remained.

Seeing her reaction, Zhan Yeling curled up a smile on his lips.

"Wait." He spit out two words, picked up the bathrobe next to him, and got up...

Xiong Miao hurriedly closed her eyes, not to look at the scene where the quilt slipped.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already put on his bathrobe, but his strong chest was exposed.

Xiong Miao couldn't help frowning slightly, so she couldn't put on her bathrobe better. Don't you know how sexy that muscular chest is?

If it's a maid who delivers the food, you're going to confuse them until their nose bleeds.

While she was complaining, Zhan Yeling had already returned with a plate of food.

"Who sent it?" Xiong Miao grabbed the quilt with both hands, still maintaining the posture of only showing two eyes, which were glowing faintly.

Even she herself didn't know that when she asked this question, she was a little nervous.

In case it was really sent by the little maid, Zhan Yeling fascinated the little maid so much that she tried every means to lure Zhan Yeling to the bed.

that would be great!

Zhan Yeling could only think about having sex with the little maid instead of her.

In that case, she will be liberated!

"Butler Li." Zhan Yeling replied.

Bear Meow: "..."

Well, all fantasies are just fantasies.

He put the food on the bedside table, Xiong Miao sat up wrapped in the quilt, reached his hands, and picked up the bathrobe that fell on the floor.

Seeing that she wrapped herself so tightly, for fear of revealing any skin, Zhan Yeling teased coldly: "I haven't seen it before, do I need to cover it up?"

Xiong Miao rolled his eyes at him and thought to himself, just your possessiveness, if you see it and stir up your desire again, you will keep going, will I still eat?

Of course, she didn't dare to say this in front of him, otherwise, he would really do it.

After finally picking up the bathrobe, she hid under the quilt, put it on, and got out of bed.

He turned to open the closet, went back to his room over there, found some clothes to put on, and then came back here to start eating.

Zhan Yeling was sitting by the bed, staring at her eating with deep eyes.

Staring at Xiong Miao was a little uncomfortable.

She turned her eyes sideways and asked him, "Have you eaten?"

"No," he said.

"Then aren't you hungry?" Xiong Miao saw that there was only one bowl of rice in the tray, which he didn't call himself.

"I'm full." His deep and magnetic voice was extremely ambiguous under the dim light.

"Didn't you not eat?" Xiong Miao curled his lips. Aren't his words contradictory?

"Eat." He said lightly.

"What did you eat?" Xiong Miao asked curiously.

"You." He spat out a word, concise and to the point.

Xiong Meow: "..." Peat!

I don't want to discuss such embarrassing things with him.

She changed the subject and said, "Where are the children?"

"Already asleep." He answered seriously.

Xiong Miao nodded, not curious how he knew the children were already asleep when he didn't go downstairs. This is his territory, what else does he not know?

Xiong Miao sat on the bed and ate, and he watched from the side. The two also discussed the children and daily chores.

Why does it seem to be the most normal daily communication between a couple?

This illusion makes people feel very stable.

It seemed that the misunderstanding and occupation between them were over.

Realizing this, Xiong Miao suddenly closed his eyes forcefully, so as not to sink into this imaginary security.

She has to be vigilant at all times so that she doesn't lose herself.