What's on his little bottom?
He gritted his teeth and said, "Where are you putting your hands?"
Don't think he doesn't know that the waist and buttocks are two different parts of the body.
Damn it.
This guy is going to drive him crazy, isn't he?
As expected, men who have tasted the forbidden fruit are the worst of beasts.
They are particularly adept at seizing every opportunity and pushing their luck!
We must not allow this trend to grow.
Otherwise, they'll definitely be able to fly to the sky someday.
With great effort, he turned over and pulled the blanket over himself.
The movements were so fast that they completely bewildered Lou Mingfan.
He only came to his senses when his hand landed on the soft blanket.
He narrowed his eyes dangerously, staring at the person on the bed, his gaze deep and unfathomable.
Luo Miao felt every cell in his body agitated, staring warily at the person who seemed about to pounce on him, his voice stammering.
"You...you...you...you're not allowed! I'm hungry, I want to eat, hurry up and make me something."
As the conversation progressed, he became bolder.
Isn't it this guy who did something wrong?
So why should he be afraid of him?
snort.
Lou Mingfan looked away with some regret, touched his head to make sure he didn't have a fever, and then got up.
"I've cooked some porridge, I'll come and feed you right away."
That way, he can only eat his fill if he's full.
Luo Miao shuddered for no apparent reason.
I feel like something's not right.
It's inexplicably terrifying.
Soon, steaming, fragrant millet porridge appeared in front of Luo Ling.
My already rumbling stomach started growling.
'Gurgle~~'
Luo Ling: "!"
His cheeks turned bright red in an instant.
He instinctively clutched his stomach with both hands, gazing longingly at the man beside the bed.
A smile flickered in Lou Mingfan's eyes. He scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and carefully fed it to Luo Miao's lips.
"Here, have some porridge first, it's not too hot."
Luo Miao disregarded any sense of embarrassment and opened his mouth.
tasty!
The two of them fed each other, a truly heartwarming scene.
Yin Siqi, on the other hand, is so violent that she could kill someone.
'Bang'
"What did you say?" She overturned the tea tray on the table, her face contorted with rage.
Staring intently at the person in front of him, he asked, "Brother Mingfan has broken ties with the Lou family? How is that possible?"
How could my uncle and aunt allow it?
They only have one child, Mingfan, so they definitely wouldn't...
"Miss, what I said is true. Moreover, the Lou family has already announced that they are severing ties with President Lou. The chairman of Lou Corporation is the one who went today."
The maid's words shattered Yin Siqi's hopes.
She sat in her seat, incredulous and dazed.
how so?
That's their son.
How could this be...
That's right, it must be that bitch Luo Miao.
It was all his instigation, Brother Mingfan.
Once he's gone, Brother Mingfan will go back.
She quickly found her phone and dialed yesterday's number.
"Why haven't you made your move yet?"
"I don't care, I want to hear about his death by tomorrow. After it's done, I'll give you another two million."
She'd give any amount of money as long as that person could disappear.
She tossed aside the phone and coldly swept her gaze over the maid.
"Have the people watching her report any developments, and find out what she did."
The maid immediately replied, "She's downstairs at Luo Miao's house, crying miserably, but we don't know what she's up to yet."
Yin Siqi frowned.
Why go to that lowly family's house?
"Keep an eye on things, I'm going out for a bit."
She straightened her clothes, picked up her bag, and headed towards the Lou family's house....
Hatch, hatch.
Luo Miao lay on the bed, completely dejected.
He had been sneezing for quite a while, and his nose was completely red.
Just as he was about to complain to Lou Mingfan, he turned his head and suddenly jumped up.
Ignoring the pain in my body.
How could the "Peach Blossom Curse" bring about bloodshed?!
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud knocking on the door.