Full of vitality as she went in, feeling weak and sore as she was carried out, Qiao Xia's foot landed on his face. Mu Liang shamelessly grabbed her little foot, kissed it, and Qiao Xia drew back like she was shocked, wrapping herself in the blanket.
He was refreshed, satisfaction written all over him from his hair to his toes.
"What do you want to eat, I'll bring it up to you." Mu Liang said, proud as a Victorious General.
"I'll go down to eat myself."
"You actually still have the strength, I must have been too gentle."
Qiao Xia, "..."
He really has the nerve to call himself gentle.
Mu Liang is really good in every way, but in this aspect, his demand is just too much. Would secretly cursing him with impotence for a week work?
"Not happy?"
"Not happy!" Qiao Xia pulled the blanket over herself, showing a pair of innocent big eyes, "Once a day of rest, at most four times a week."
"Rejected!" Mu Liang ruthlessly denied, "This is a normal demand."
Qiao Xia, "Normal?"
