Madam Dihao is not good

The lights in the kitchen came on and the range hood whined.

It seems that the smell of food is wafting from the window...

Mo Liuyuan still insisted on going into the kitchen and reheated all the food.

As usual every night, they sat at the dining table and ate dinner while listening to soothing music.

On the surface, everything was calm, as if nothing had happened. Mo Liuyuan didn't mention "Sikong Zeye" at all. [

Bai Yunshang ate a lot and was full, and kept praising Mo Liuyuan's craftsmanship.

He smiled lightly, and when looking at her with arrogance and aloofness, it would always melt away like a sunlit layer of ice.

Bai Yunshang collapsed on the sofa to rest contentedly.

But as long as she closes her eyes and calms down, the man named Sikong Zeye will appear in her mind.

Will he really let it go so easily...

Feel your right foot being gently lifted by one hand.

Bai Yunshang opened her eyes, there was a massager filled with hot water on the floor, and nourishing essential oils were placed on the coffee table...

Mo Liuyuan squatted in front of her with one knee bent and lowered his eyelids, and untied her shoelaces one by one.

Because there has been no dance practice for more than a year, and ballet has to be practiced every day without interruption... Therefore, when Bai Yunshang first found this job, she couldn't stand the large number of daily rehearsals.

So, washing her feet and massaging her every day has become one of Mo Liuyuan's essential jobs.

Bai Yunshang refused, but Mo Liuyuan only asked her a word, and she could no longer refute:

"Yunshang, who am I to you?"

"Boy friend……"

Lin Xuexin once said with a smile:

What is a princess is when this man kneels down to serve you, you are a princess.

Mo Liuyuan, the prince of England, was once a proud and mighty man, but now he only serves her on his knees.

The fingers nimbly rubbed the soles and soles of her feet, and by the way, massaged her acupoints with force.

A feeling of smoothness flowed through my whole body...

"Liuyuan, who am I?" Bai Yunshang asked suddenly. [

His answer was different from hers: "The most beloved woman."

Bai Yunshang's heart moved slightly: "You should say your beloved girlfriend."

Mo Liuyuan raised his face to look at her, and there was light in Liuli's eyes.

"Why don't you ask me about Sikong Zeye?" Bai Yunshang smiled, "You have the right."