Chapter 67 You Feed Me!
"Yue!" Mu Nuanxin was surprised by his enthusiasm, widened her dark beautiful eyes, and looked at him in panic.
"Idiot, close your eyes while kissing." He scolded unpleasantly, deepening the kiss.
Mu Nuanxin immediately closed her eyes nervously, tightly grasping his clothes, feeling his tongue raging in her mouth, the breath exclusively for him tightly surrounded her, making her dizzy...
The moment the elevator door opened, he kindly ended the kiss. A light but bright flush on her fair face infatuated him. He picked her up again and strode into the living room.
"You should go take a shower first, and I'll cook you some hangover soup, otherwise you'll have a headache tomorrow." Mu Nuanxin looked at him worriedly and said, with her heart beating wildly.
"Okay!" He agreed with a rare good temper, put her on the sofa, turned around and walked into the bathroom.
Mu Nuanxin watched him leave, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. She beat her numb leg a few times, and then slowly stood up and went to the kitchen to cook soup for him.
After the soup was ready, she carefully poured the soup into the bowl and heard the sound of the door opening outside. She knew that he had returned to the bedroom after the shower. She waited the soup to cool, picked it up and walked out of the kitchen.
In the bedroom, Loong Qingyue was half lying on the bed naked. Only a thin quilt covered his waist. Water drops were still dripping from his hair and body, and his brows were still frowning, as if he was uncomfortable.
Mu Nuanxin's heart suddenly tightened. She quickly walked to the bedside and put the soup down, and asked nervously, "Are you still uncomfortable?"
"It's okay. I have a headache. It's been an old weakness, but it doesn't matter." He opened his eyes and stared at her, replying.
Mu Nuanxin frowned when she heard that. An old weakness? Did that mean he'd had a headache all these years?
She pursed her lips in discomfort, picked up the hangover soup, blew it, tasted it herself, and then handed it to him, "Take it. The temperature should be just right."
Loong Qingyue watched her carefully pursing her lips to test the temperature, his heart softened, as if he was touched by something, and in her expectant gaze, Loong Qingyue said, "You feed me!"
Mu Nuanxin was slightly startled, and whispered, "Let me go get a spoon first."
Just as she was about to leave, he grabbed her wrist, and the bowl in her hand almost spilled. She exclaimed and looked at him in bewilderment.
He stared at her deeply, and there was a feeling in his deep black eyes that she could never understand, "I want you to feed me with your mouth..."
"..."
Mu Nuanxin only felt her heart beating wildly in an instant, and her cheeks began to burn. She stammered with her big eyes in shock, "with...with my mouth?"
"Yeah." He nodded seriously, looking at her pink lips that were softer than petals. His Adam's apple couldn't help rolling up and down.
She tasted so good that he couldn't control himself. Even if he just thought about it, his would feel sexually excited... Before Mu Nuanxin refused, he said, "If you do that, I'll consider letting your family meet Mu Luozhong tomorrow."
After hearing his words, Mu Nuanxin froze. Could she really meet his father? This is what their family had dreamed of.
"You must keep your promise."
"Sure..."