Ye Ning finally procured everything. Mu Yeli, giving Ye Ning a lift, soon arrived at a place.
Ye Ning looked around. It was a luxury villa, with a swimming pool on one side and a brightly lit two-story villa on the other. The floor-to-ceiling windows revealed an artistically designed interior, expressing an understated yet luxurious ambiance.
Outside, by the poolside, a long table had been prepared, covered with a dining cloth that had a beautiful pattern. It looked quite tasteful. Ye Ning stood there, puzzled, "What’s up? Aren’t we eating hot pot?"
Mu Yeli looked sternly behind him.
Mu Ba retracted his neck instinctively.
What was supposed to be a candlelit dinner turned into a hot pot. The venue couldn’t be changed now, so they had to make do.
Mu Yeli gave a dry cough and walked over, as composed as ever.
"Yeah, can’t we have hot pot?"
"..."
Well, it’s a bit...
Out of place.
But it’s not like they can’t eat it either.
Ye Ning felt that the hot pot was a bit of a waste of the lovely scenery. She watched as Mu Yeli had already ordered people to put everything on the table.
Ye Ning said, "Having hot pot here..."
"What is it?" Mu Yeli asked, looking back ominously.
"Eh... nothing. It just feels a bit off."
Ye Ning also noticed that loads of flowers were planted nearby, giving off a faint and elegant fragrance. Elegant music was playing softly, a soothing lody to the ears.
This...
It looked like everything was set up for a western al.
Behind them, Mu Ba rubbed his temple.
Of course, sothing was off. The original plan was to have a fine dinner, but it was forcefully converted into a hot pot. How could it not be awkward?
All bla goes to their master, whose stance was too unassertive!
Doesn’t he have any say in front of his wife?
No, that’s wrong. He shouldn’t question their master’s decision. That’s not his place.
But then again, is their master still the sa when he is in front of his wife?
The hot pot was already cooked, strange or not, it tasted amazing.
Ye Ning sat there, eating heartily. Her mouth turned red from the spiciness, looking even lovelier and seductive than any lipstick could make her.
Mu Yeli was eating elegantly by her side, picking out only the items cooked in the clear broth.
Ye Ning noticed this and said using her chopsticks, "Why aren’t you eating the spicy food? What’s the difference between not eating hot pot and eating the non-spicy stuff?"
Mu Yeli paused for a mont, continued eating and said, "If you feed , I’ll eat."
"Heh, why should I?"
"Because you’re my dear wife."
"So the wife has to feed you?"
"Of course, didn’t you hear what the woman before us said? She thinks we should have children. If you don’t feed more, how are we going to have kids?"
"..."
This sounded a bit... dirty?
Ye Ning blinked and finally realised: The old driver was driving again!
Dirty scoundrel.
"Who wants to make a baby with you!"
"Did we not agree to try for a child once we were ho? You can’t go back on your word, right?"
"..."
Is that really how it works?
Mu Yeli moved a few steps closer and said, "Co on, feed a bite, be good."
Ye Ning looked down, saw the radiant red peppers in the pot, and a wicked idea suddenly ca to her mind.
"Alright, close your eyes, and I’ll feed you."
Mu Yeli frowned, but seeing her mischievous smile, he reluctantly closed his eyes.
"Open your mouth."
Seeing him obediently open his mouth, Ye Ning imdiately put a chili into his mouth.
Wow...
Mu Yeli quickly noticed sothing was wrong, spat out the chili imdiately.
Just his luck, it went right back into the pot.
Ye Ning, who had been halfway through her al, instantly lost her appetite.
"My hot pot!"
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