Fu Sang didn't expect Xiao Mu to agree so easily.

Inexplicably, I have a bad premonition.

However, the thought of having a delicious late-night snack doesn't care so much.

Xiao Mu really did what he said.

Since she loves to eat, the fridge is stocked with all kinds of ingredients.

Every morning, the housekeeper will come over to change fresh fruits, vegetables and meat.

Xiao Mu's cooking skills are even better than those of top chefs, and the food he makes is exquisite and delicious.

About half an hour later.

A midnight snack was brought to her.

Fusan held the noodles with chopsticks and ate them with a great appetite.

The delicious food makes for a pleasant mood.

Suddenly, she felt a gaze that could not be ignored more and more.

Fusang raised his eyes as he ate.

The man sitting across from her was staring at her with inky eyes.

If you compare a man to a wolf......

At this moment, Xiao Mu's eyes were like seeing prey.

Fusang swallowed.

How can you feel like you're like-

In fattening, the little sheep will be slaughtered later.

"Why don't you eat it?" Xiao Mu asked in a low voice.

Fussan picked up the noodles with chopsticks and made a 'vicious' expression.

"Eat!"

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid

Both horizontally and vertically are meant to be eaten.

She eats herself before she has strength.

A moment later.

Fusang sat on the sofa, contented against the soft pillows, and glanced at the kitchen.

The slender figure emaciated by the light was being used to clean up the kitchen.

Fusang smiled secretly.

She is the only one in the world who is so happy, and she can eat the food made by the male god every day.

Xiao Mu put the dishes and chopsticks into the sterilizer, walked out of the kitchen, and then went to the sofa to pick up the girl.

"Have you eaten enough?"

Fusang's long black straight eyelashes trembled slightly, and said, "It's full." ”

Xiao Mu tightened his powerful arms and hugged the girl tighter.

"When you are full of food and strength, you are not allowed to shout tired when you are ready."

Fusang's delicate cheeks like white jade were dyed with a faint crimson, and he raised his moist eyes, and said angrily, "I don't." ”

Xiao Mu carried her upstairs.

Entering on the first floor of the bedrooms.

Xiao Mu pressed her against the door, her thin lips touching the tip of her nose and then landing on her soft lips.

"Baby ......"

"Huh?"

Xiao Mu kissed her lips, his slender hand went to her back, and pressed her back through the light fabric.

The silence of the dimly lit room was filled with the faint sound of metal zippers.

Fusang was confused by his kiss, and his eyes seemed to be foggy.

A slender hand reached into her skirt, expertly unbuttoned the concealed button, and pinched the girl's soft flesh at the waist.

Fusang was a little nervous, and his hands were helpless to hug his waist.

"Not going to bed?" Her voice was as low as a mosquito's groan.

Xiao Mu held her softness, her thin lips kissed her white and graceful neck, and her warm breath brought a tingling itch.

"Try it here."

The flush on Fusang's face deepened, and he didn't know what to do.

I sold myself for food, and I can only listen to men all the way.

I don't know how long it took.

Finally lying on the bed, I felt that my trembling legs were relieved.

Xiao Mu kissed her white back, her hot hand held her waist, and her sultry voice was mixed with hoarseness.

"Are you alright?"

Fusang didn't answer, whimpered, and grabbed the sheet with both hands.

The person on the body slammed into each other, and the girl let out another low cry.

The man's deep eyes were slightly dark, his thin lips contained her earlobes, and he asked again hoarsely: "Baby, are you okay?" ”

Fusang bit down on the slightly swollen ruddy lip flap and buried his head like an ostrich.