"You know how I like to count with you, or the next time we do it, we'll ...... Put all the poses ...... Again?" he propped himself up, and before she could reply, he leaned down and kissed her sweet lips.

Just when she was kissed in a daze, he reluctantly let go of her, his eyes full of tenderness.

"Speak!" his low, gentle voice seemed to drown.

"What do you say?" In fact, every time she did it, this man didn't toss to death, she pouted and complained coquettishly, "Do you still want people to eat?"

"Hungry?"

She buried her face in the pillow, not daring to answer, for fear of touching the man's super motor nerves.

Feng Hao chuckled and carried her into the bathroom.

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"This ...... This is my cup!" After taking a shower and getting dressed, Xia Yucheng saw the bear cup he used to drink water at home on the small table next to the massage chair by the window of the lounge.

"Hmm!" Wind Furry buttoned up his shirt and leaned closer to her, "Now, I'll use it!"

"This cup ......" Xia Yucheng turned around and crashed into the man's arms.

"What's there to tangle with a cup?"

"But......" she took the cup in her hand and explained in a low voice, "you like, I'll buy you a new one, I've been using this for years, really, it's old......"

"I like this!" Feng Hao snatched the cup from her hand, put it back on the small table, and then took her hand and walked out the door, "Hurry up, the meal has been mistaken!"

Xia Yucheng, who was walking behind him, made an expression at him that he didn't complain about you, his free hand held his sore waist, and followed his footsteps in three steps and two steps.

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Lunch was booked at Xia Yucheng's favorite "Jade Food Restaurant", but she felt that today was very unusual here, because there were only two customers in the store, she and Feng Hao.

In the past, even if it was this point, there would not be so few guests.

"Why is there no one here?" Xia Yucheng stood at the door of the private room and looked around, the elegant lobby was very quiet, and even the sound of the small stone mill at the door being hit by the water was clear in his ears.

"You and I, aren't we people?" Feng Hao sat at the Ming and Qing Dynasty-style dining table, picked up the blue and white porcelain pot, and poured tea into the small water cup.

"This tea ......" returned to her seat and sat down, she picked up the teacup and took a sip, feeling that it was much more fragrant than the usual tea, and couldn't help but take another sip, "This is a change of tea, right?"

"Is it good?"

"Hmm!"

Feng Hao gently sipped the tea, and the expression on his face was still soft, not half different.

He bought it after they came over for dinner for the first time. The cooks and waiters did not change, but they put some effort into the tea sets, cutlery, tables and chairs, and ingredients, trying to make the dishes exquisite and delicious.

In the future, there will be no more guests here than them and the relatives and friends they have invited. He likes to be with her, and he hopes that no one will disturb them when they are together.

The meal was quickly served, and Feng Hao waved his hand, signaling the manager and waiter not to stand beside them.

"Mr. Feng, Miss Xia, please use it slowly, if you have any requirements, please do not hesitate to command!" the manager said cautiously, and led the waiter out. With a salary nearly double that of his peers and only serving a limited number of guests, no one will dislike this kind of work.

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