She lowered her head and bit down on the man's shoulder with such resentment it seemed she wanted to tear off a piece of flesh, "Can't you finish before having water?"
"You're so useless, how would I know when I can finish?"
Useless?
Chi Huan was no longer willing to communicate with this shameless man.
She bit her lip, staying silent and not answering his question, closing her mouth and eyes, only to feel that this was tiring. So, she gave up and leaned on the man's shoulder, letting him do as he pleased.
Mo Shiqian stopped, looking down at her, "This apartment of yours is almost 300 square meters. If you enjoy this position and want me to carry you around the whole place, just say it."
"In the dining room."
The corners of the man's eyebrows raised, he glanced around, and it was easy to tell where the dining room was.
Just upon reaching the doorway, he noticed the table full of dishes.
There was soup, meat, vegetables, several kinds, all very lavish.