C74 A Cup of Milk with Seasoning

Leng Muchen put down the cup, "Then you don't have to drink. It's getting late. You can rest early."

Qin Yaying saw that he did not drink a single mouthful. Then the little evil idea in her heart, wasn't it just a failure?

Leng Muchen carried her into his arms and pressed her down on the sofa. "What? Tonight you are smiling at me and milk again. Do you want me to change my way