On the terrace of the mansion by the river.
Phoebe finished the red wine in her glass, put down the empty glass, stood up, circled around the table, and walked behind Shiwu.
With a sharp glance around, he lifted his arms and placed them on her shoulders, then reached out with one arm, picked up a fork on the table, stabbed a piece of lettuce, and brought it to her mouth.
"Then... eat a little!"
Shiwu did not appreciate the gesture, turned her face away.
"Don't want to eat?" Phoebe chuckled in her ear, "Does that mean you want to go to bed sooner?"
"Who said that!" Shiwu immediately retorted, "I want to eat!"
He moved the fork over, and she opened her mouth to take the food in.
The dinner ordeal disrupted his mood, and now she only wanted to delay time as much as possible, otherwise, if this guy really insisted on going to bed with her, in her current state, she didn't even have the strength to argue.
Why hasn't Fox shown up yet?
