Chapter 2175 - 2178: Who Is Precious Heart’s Big Boss? 18

"Why are you looking at me like that? Didn’t you say you haven’t eaten lunch or dinner?"

Maimai sniffed, the tear marks on her face hadn’t dried, she pouted silently, not saying a word.

"Do you really want to make love with me now? I heard if you’re too weak, you won’t be able to go through with it halfway." He

wrapped his arm around her mischievously and led her downstairs, "Let’s have some hugs and food first, so you’ll have the energy to eat me up once you’re full!"

.........

Wenqing came home late at night and found a couple in the kitchen; the man had rolled up his sleeves to cook, while the woman hugged his waist from behind, her head resting against his back. The scene was so beautiful, it nearly blinded him.

Dad was sitting on the sofa watching TV, with a fruit plate full of various cut fruits in front of him.

Cotton Candy was sitting next to Dad, and as soon as she saw him return, she barked warmly to greet him.

The dog barking caught Hua Hua’s attention and she turned her head to look over, "Wenqing, you’re back? Hungry? If you are, let Sheng Sheng make more food."

Wenqing quickly went upstairs, concealing one side of his face marked by a kiss, "I’m not hungry, just tired, heading to my room to sleep."

"Do you prefer a sweeter flavor or something milder?"

Maimai remained silent without a sound, Sheng Sheng asked again, Maimai let out an "Ah": "Whatever."

"Women saying ’whatever’ is the most troublesome," Sheng Sheng casually remarked, "Men have to guess for themselves, and usually end up being criticized by women afterwards. I’ll make it less sweet for you, don’t eat anything too sugary at night."

Maimai stood by quietly watching, feeling ridiculous about her past actions – fleeing and crying, afraid yet wanting to offer herself. Though her reason hadn’t completely returned, she gazed at his profile, watching the man earnestly cook for her. Was she moved?

More than anything, Maimai felt confused.

She had locked herself in a cage, willingly staying in his cage, and it was she who chose to enter.

She swallowed hard, "Sheng Sheng?"

"Hmm?"

Maimai shook her head again, dispiritedly saying, "Nothing."

"What’s that little head thinking again?" He pulled her into a kiss, his tongue brushing against her lips, then released her, tapping her nose: "No more crying nose, it’s embarrassing."

Maimai sniffed and, after a while, she retorted, "I didn’t cry, only puppies cry."

"Hmm, puppies cried!"

"Gu ZhiSheng!" Maimai formed a fist and thumped his back.

Sheng Sheng carried dinner and raised his chin, "Go wash your hands, I’ll wait for you in the dining room."

Maimai stood still.

Sheng Sheng gently took her fingertips, pulling her in, his voice quiet, yet enough to make her heart tremble: "Or we could go back to the room to eat?"

The way he emphasized "eat" hinted at some imminent moment.

Maimai stared into his night-sky-like eyes and reached for his heart.

Thump...

Thump...

Thump...

His heartbeat was strong and steady.

Maimai shook her head, "No, I don’t want to eat in the room now."

"Hmm?"

Maimai, with arrogance, "I don’t want to eat you now, my feverish brain has cooled down!"

"Ah oh, what a pity," Sheng Sheng made a regretful expression, cradling a strand of her hair for a kiss, "Then, for your birthday, we’ll have the most beautiful wedding night."

"Tch!"

Demurring, Maimai snatched the plate from his hand, swiftly scampered away, sitting in the dining room, and mumbled, "Dad, do you want to eat?"

"No, just pretend I’m invisible," Hua Hua certainly didn’t want to be the third wheel for his daughter’s romance.