C886 Dessert

"No." Mu Zhengyan whispered. "Before breakfast, I still want to have an appetizer."

An appetizer dessert? Qiao Xinann looked at him in confusion and bumped into him. In the man's dark and gloomy eyes, he instantly understood what his so-called appetizing dessert meant!

His face instantly flushed red as he bashfully punched his chest.

"You old pervert, quickly get out of bed