C195 Not a Single Dish Is Attractive

Yi Xiaomi laid on the sofa, exhausted. She looked around with her watery eyes. Tsk, tsk, tsk. It was obvious that Shang Moze was a nouveau riche.

After using modern designing techniques, the impression it gave people was that it was simple and elegant. It just so happened that the simple and comfortable feeling did not lose its elegance and nobility. It was perfect beyond compare. Every detail was handled precisely. It was rough, wild, and delicate at the same time. The choice of materials was bold, and coupled with different textures of leather, cloth, craftsmanship, and wood ornaments... Gentle and modern, champagne, gold, silk and other materials and furniture, luxurious and low-profile. Anyone could tell that the price was expensive just by looking at it.

Shang Moze was standing by the window and looking out.

This was a room in the cabin. It was impossible to tell from the inside that it was the interior of the ship. It was more or less a high-class presidential suite.

Shang Moze, this man, lived an exquisite life. "Shang Moze, I'm hungry."

Before Yi Xiaomi could react, the man pounced on the sofa like a ferocious beast. His movements were nimble.

On the wide sofa, Shang Moze's strong arms supported Yi Xiaomi on both sides of her body. His eyes were dark and thirsty, and his voice was hoarse and low. "Just nice, I'm hungry too."

Yi Xiaomi stretched out her white arms and pushed the man's wide chest, "Don't, I am covered in sweat. It stinks."

The tall tip of her nose sniffed Yi Xiaomi's body, then lowered her head and bit her fair neck. She said vaguely, "Let me have a taste.

"It is obviously fragrant."

Yi Xiaomi's fingers grabbed Shang Moze's hair. Yi Xiaomi used a little strength, but she was afraid of hurting the man. She did not dare to use too much strength." Quickly get up. I am exhausted! "

Fortunately, this man was supporting her with both hands. If she pressed down, she would definitely kick Shang Moze down.

Now, the child was the biggest! When she thought about how this stinky man said that there was more meat on her stomach, she gnashed her teeth in hatred. Damn, Young Master Shang always had such a "venomous tongue."

A heavy breath sprinkled on Yi Xiaomi's delicate little face. The man's eyes were burning like a raging fire that wanted to destroy wherever it went.

"Yi Xiaomi." He buried his head in her soft chest and rubbed it. Shang Moze took a deep breath. The taste was still so tempting. "I have been hungry for a long time."

She could clearly feel the heat under the man's body closely sticking to her. She could also feel that Shang Moze's entire body was tense. It must be really uncomfortable.

"I have been away for more than a month. Who knows if you have cheated on me."

Puffing her dark red lips, Yi Xiaomi turned her head away and deliberately did not look into the man's eyes. "After such a long time, who knows how many people you have fallen in love with."

The women who slept with were all liked. Shang Moze had slept with Lilith before. Did Shang Moze also like her before?

"Yi Xiaomi." Staring at Yi Xiaomi's eyes, Shang Moze bit hard on her cheek, leaving a neat and clear bite mark. "Are you letting your imagination run wild again?"

"Small Vinegar Bucket."

"You are the jealous bucket," Yi Xiaomi said. She took advantage of the moment when Shang Moze was unprepared and twisted her body from under the man. "I am so tired. I need to take a shower."

If she did not leave soon, Shang Moze would probably swallow her.

Looking at the woman's retreating back, Shang Moze slowly sat up straight. He casually put his hands on the back of the chair and his eyes darkened.

What was going on with Yi Xiaomi?

He could feel that Yi Xiaomi was not very resistant or disgusted, but why did she still not let him touch her?

In the bathroom, he looked at his fair skin and beautiful figure. Although the child in his belly had already been two months, he could not tell at all - with a ponytail, she felt like a high school student.

Now, she did not dare to eat anymore. It was inevitable that as she ate, Shang Moze ate her...

After dilly-dallying in the bathroom for a long time, Yi Xiaomi finally walked out in her pajamas and wet hair.

When she saw the colorful and glistening dishes on the dining table, Yi Xiaomi was stunned on the spot. The rich smell of food drifted in the air, making people drool.

"Eat."

Yi Xiaomi heard the sound and turned her head. She saw Shang Moze wearing heat insulation gloves and holding a soup pot. His slender legs moved elegantly.

"Did you make all of them?"

"Is there anyone else here?" The man looked coldly at Yi Xiaomi. He bent over and carefully placed the boiling soup pot in the middle.

Yi Xiaomi excitedly threw away the towel in her hand and stretched out one hand towards the fish-flavored eggplant. It looked like it had all kinds of colors and flavors. She really wanted to eat it.

"Pa -" Shang Moze looked at Yi Xiaomi with disdain. He did not know when Shang Moze had already stood behind her. He removed the heat insulation gloves on his hand and replaced it with a hairdryer.

"Come here, I will help you blow your hair."

Yi Xiaomi reluctantly looked at the dishes on the table. She swallowed her saliva but could only bear the pain and turn around to walk towards the sofa.

Seeing Yi Xiaomi like she was cutting meat, Shang Moze's previous unhappiness quickly disappeared. It was all because of this damn woman who always rejected him!

If Yi Xiaomi knew that Shang Moze actually had such a childish idea in his heart now, she would definitely stack a big red flower for him to wear - the most childish and petty man in the world!

His slender fingers were interlaced in the soft black hair, like he was caressing high-quality silk. Shang Moze enjoyed kissing Yi Xiaomi's small face.

Forget it. Yi Xiaomi should have just returned from the Snow. She was really tired and was still on the boat. There was still a lot of time left, so he would let her go for the time being.

After her hair was blown half dry, Yi Xiaomi impatiently got up from the man's knee and quickly ran to the dining table. She picked up the chopsticks and ate happily, not even giving Shang Moze a look.

The hairdryer in her hand continued to blow the hot wind. The man stiffly sat on the sofa. He looked at Yi Xiaomi, who was eating happily. It seemed that after this woman had left him for so long, he still did not have a single dish that attracted him.

"Click." After turning off the hairdryer in his hand, the man slowly got up. Like a beast ready to fight, he walked step by step with great strength. The expensive black leather shoes of the man knocked on the floor with a clear sound.

Shang Moze put his hands behind the back of the chair. He looked like he was holding Yi Xiaomi in his arms. However, the woman was eating very happily and did not notice that there was another person behind her.

When Yi Xiaomi was almost done eating, she realized that something was not right. She slowly turned her head. Her beautiful red lips were still stained with oil, which made her look even more vivid.

Shang Moze just looked at her and did not say anything. The atmosphere in the space was a little strange.