On it, Mo Liancheng had long sensed the presence of Liu Qianshui…that dangerous man. Staring at her with burning eyes made him feel extraordinarily uncomfortable.
Now, the farther she stayed from him, the better.
Mo Liancheng waved his sleeve, and the little bee was flung out of the window.
A flicker of light passed, the window shut, and the door of the room closed too.
He gently picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.
Having shared the bed once before, sharing it a second time didn't matter much.
The next day, early morning.
Qu Tan'er woke up groggily to find he had risen early again.
"If you're awake, come eat; the breakfast is just served and still warm," Mo Liancheng's voice from outside came in.
She was awake, and he knew without seeing her?
She admired him once again, smiling as she replied, "Yes, I'll be right out."
Thus, she quickly washed up, got dressed, and soon was eating with him.
