But Zhou Zhiruo still relied on her remaining sanity to push him away.
"My enemy, wait a minute."
As she spoke, Zhou Zhiruo picked up the teacup she usually used.
She was a little shy and said to Zhang Wuji: "What you did with Zhao Linger at the dinner table today was so shameless."
"But now, I also want to try this shameless feeling."
As she spoke, Zhou Zhiruo drank the half cup of tea in one gulp.
Then she kissed Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji could never have imagined that Zhou Zhiruo would do such a crazy thing.
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After Zhang Wuji drank the tea, Zhou Zhiruo blushed and asked him, "My dear, which one tastes better, mine or Zhao Linger's?"
Zhang Wuji was almost going crazy.
He said in an almost trembling voice: "Zhiruo, of course yours tastes better."
"This is the best tea I have ever tasted."
As he spoke, Zhang Wuji gently picked her up.
They haven't been together for more than ten days. Although the time is not long, Zhou Zhiruo still feels like they are newly married after a long separation.
Zhang Wuji gently placed her on the bed, and then slowly took off the pair of embroidered shoes with mandarin ducks embroidered on them.
Zhou Zhiruo's feet were still as smooth as jade.
A few green blood vessels are faintly visible on it.
Zhang Wuji was almost going crazy. He just liked this feeling of being so close yet a little hazy.
Only Zhou Zhiruo could give him this feeling.
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