"Well, isn’t it natural for a son to cook for his dad? How could that possibly be lumped together with manual labor?"
Gu Shaocheng’s brow furrowed instantly at her persistent defiance. His face turned stern as he said, "Have you ever seen a man cook and serve food to his dad? Show one example."
Chenxing’s montum faltered: "It’s not necessarily a son. What if it’s a daughter? Surely daughters can cook for their dad, right?"
"Am I so destitute that I need a daughter to cook for ? Do you even understand how important prenatal education is? Besides, when did I ever say I wanted a daughter? All those sour plum drinks I’ve been downing would have been for nothing!"
"Sour plum drinks are pointless anyway. Whether it’s a boy or a girl is already predetermined. If sour plum drinks could actually change the gender, the people selling them would all be billionaires by now!"
As Chenxing spoke, she noticed the man above her glaring at her angrily. She quickly shut her mouth.
Unable to resist, she muttered in a small voice: "It’s true, though. Not letting say it doesn’t change the facts."
The man above her scoffed and leisurely continued sipping his tea, pretending he hadn’t heard her.
After a long pause, Chenxing brought up another topic.
"I like living here. I can stay with Mom. I’m not going back to the Gu family house, and you’re not allowed to either. You have to stay with here. Otherwise, I won’t be able to sleep alone at night." As she spoke, she lifted her head, wrapped her arms around his neck, and blinked her big eyes, revealing a pleading look. "Won’t you, please?"
Her smile was exceedingly sweet, combining pleading with a seductive gaze that left no room for refusal.
This girl—who knew where she learned such tricks—always threw out that look n couldn’t resist when she wanted sothing. That blatantly seductive gaze, designed to make n sin, she’d never once held back from using it.
He felt his entire being stirred by her, the feeling surging uncontrollably.
"If you keep staring at like that, do you believe I’ll let you eat ?"
"Well, if I eat you, then you’ll stay here with , put work aside, and spend every day with . Will you agree to that?" she said, suddenly struck by an idea, leaning slightly forward. She sprawled across him and brought her lips close to his ear, whispering seductively, "If you agree, I’ll eat you every day—how about that?"
Eat him every day? Gu Shaocheng swallowed hard, as though an irresistible feast was laid out before him. If he nodded, he could indulge freely every single day.
The tension in his lower abdon intensified, growing painful, itching like a thousand ants crawling across his heart, leaving him restless.
There were monts when Gu Shaocheng thought that saying might actually have so truth in it—n really are ruled by their lower bodies.
"Shaocheng, will you? Eat you every day..." Her voice trailed off flirtatiously, the lingering tone teasing him to the edge of his patience.
Setting the teacup aside, he clasped her waist with both hands, ensuring she wouldn’t escape after a few words. Blocking all avenues of retreat, he took his ti negotiating, sighing softly. His voice was quiet, ant only for the two of them, making outsiders assu they were simply flirting.
He stroked her back slowly, "Chenxing, I understand what you an. You want to stay here for treatnt, right? But I need to think it over. Give so ti. There’s a lot going on at ho that requires my attention. Letting go all at once—I’m afraid things might fall into chaos."
User Comments
0 comments from readers