Then, she leaned over and softly kissed the man's cheek, "But, I like it."
Hugging him tightly, as if she found a rare treasure she wouldn't share with anyone.
The man's voice was slightly hoarse: "How much do you like it?"
Ming Ge suddenly widened her eyes, and if you looked closely, there was an imperceptible smile in her eyes. She puffed up her fair, delicate cheeks and said, "Baby, you've become naughty."
"Really?"
"Mmm mmm mmm." She nodded, her slender, fair hand hooking around the man's neck, "If a man isn't bad, a woman won't love him. You can... be a little naughtier."
Four words, softly and melodiously.
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Gong Yeyan's trip to Paris was something Shen Bijun also knew about. The room number at the Wills Hotel where Ming Ge was staying was told to her son by Shen Bijun.
The next day, she considerately didn't let anyone disturb her son and daughter-in-law's affectionate reunion too early.
