Luo Shimiao was completely bewildered. He closed the door with his foot and muttered to himself, "What a casual name."
"My darling, get up and have some soup." She placed the soup on the dressing table and beckoned to the man on the bed covered with a blanket.
Gu Nian threw off the covers, his long legs landing on the ground, a smile playing on his lips as he walked towards her.
"Cough cough..." Luo Shimiao almost spat out the soup she had just drunk: "At least put on some clothes!"
A perfect body was reflected in the mirror, and the thing between the legs was really eye-catching.
Little Green covered its eyes with its wings: "Oh my god, what's that waving around in front of my eyes?"
Gu Nian took the soup from her hand, sat on the soft chair, and then hooked her waist and pulled her into his arms.
Luo Shimiao looked directly into the mirror, gazing at his handsome face, and said, "Does it have to be so complicated just to drink some soup?"
The man rested his chin on her delicate shoulder, his tone languid and seductive.
"You almost spilled the soup while drinking it, let me feed you."
She crossed her arms over her chest and half-opened her mouth: "Ah~"
Gu Nian took a sip of soup, put down the bowl, and then laid Luo Shimiao in his arms. His thin lips followed closely behind, pressing against her slightly parted red lips.
Luo Shimiao opened her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering back and forth.
"Is it good?" He pulled away from her pink lips, his eyes fixed intently on her.
She nodded: "It tastes good, but it's like being held at gunpoint when I don't want to eat."
"Then what can you do to prevent it from relying on you?"
"That's easy. Once the bullets are removed, they won't be a threat to the two of them." Luo Shimiao sat up, lifted his buttocks to the side, and squeezed out some space for himself.
"Hurry up and drink it, let's get down to business."
"Okay." A gentle male voice, as warm as a spring breeze, rang in my ears.
Little Green smelled the rich fragrance emanating from the room.
"Aunt Lin's soup is absolutely amazing, I should eat now." She flew to a small round table in the corner and lowered her head to peck at the grains in the golden bowl.
A few minutes later, Luo Shimiao stared blankly at the empty bowl and asked, "Gu Nian, are you hot?"
Gu Nian's breathing quickened, his Adam's apple bobbed, and a faint blush rose to his handsome face.
"hot!"
She stood up, turned around, and sat facing the man on his lap, her slender arms hooking around his neck.
"I think I know what kind of soup Aunt Lin is making now."
"What kind of soup?" Gu Nian stared at Luo Shimiao's alluring, rosy lips with his deep, burning dark eyes, his large hand tracing down her thigh and all the way to her soft, slender waist.
Luo Shimiao trembled as she felt the heat from his palm.
She leaned forward, her red lips almost touching her thin lips, and said, "A soup to make you younger."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped Gu Nian from saying what he wanted to say.
downstairs.
Aunt Lin was resting on the sofa in the living room when she heard a thumping sound coming from the ceiling, and she raised her eyebrows.
"It seems to be working well; it was worth the two hours I spent staying up."
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