Chapter 642
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In Yun Shan Shi Yi, other than breakfast, she locked herself in the room and lay on the bed to sleep. She had not eaten or drunk for the entire day.
"I want to … eat first!"
Yun Shishi said.
In the next second, Mu Yazhe carried her up.
Her toes left the ground and the world spun.
In the blink of an eye, Mu Yazhe sat at the dining table with her in his arms.
Yun Shishi wanted to get down from him.
But he did not allow it. His strong long arms wrapped tightly around her waist and he sat her in his arms.
His chest was warm and strong, enough to accommodate her entire world.
Yun Shishi bit her lips. Her entire body was in his arms. This position was too intimate. Her back was against his chest, and her legs were hanging on his legs.
Through the thin material of his clothes, she could even clearly feel his strong heartbeat.
Her face turned red.
She struggled, trying to get down from him again.
Mu Yazhe's deep and magnetic voice rang above her head just in time. "Don't move. Otherwise, I'll let you feed me right now."
He endured to the extreme and suppressed to the extreme. His body was clamoring for her all the time.
But considering that she was hungry, he tried very hard to endure the tension and heat that was clamoring for him all the time.
Every time she moved, he would break down a little.
After pressing the silver service bell on the table, the dishes were quickly served one by one.
Soon, a delicious sumptuous meal was presented on the table.
The table was neither big nor small, but the eighteen exquisite dishes were just enough to fill it.
The aroma hit them, catching them off guard. They were completely immersed in this amazing aroma.
French pigeon meat pine tart.
Black truffle tomato with fresh oysters.
Orange French foie gras.
Every single one of them was the best of the best in Western cuisine.
It whetted one's appetite.
Yun Shishi stared at the dishes on the table with her mouth agape. Every dish was so exquisite, like an expensive work of art. Every dish was beautifully arranged. She was even a little reluctant to move her chopsticks, so as to destroy this extreme beauty.
His stomach, however, was howling desperately.
His mouth, in particular, quickly secreted a gluttonous saliva. She swallowed, obviously starving.
The corners of Mu Yazhe's lips curled up slightly. His palm caressed her hungry stomach. It looked like she was really hungry!
Thus, he held her waist with one hand and picked up the fork with the other.
"What do you want to eat?"
Yun Shishi said in embarrassment, "I'll do it myself!"
"I'll feed you."
Yun Shishi persisted. "No need, I can do it myself."
Mu Yazhe pinched her waist and reminded her in an ambiguous tone, "We agreed that I would feed you. Save some energy. I'll be waiting for you to feed me later."
Yun Shishi's face turned even redder when she heard that.
"You don't have to …"
Mu Yazhe said slowly, "I'll feed you."
His tone clearly did not allow anyone to object.
Yun Shishi simply gave up and let him sit on her body.
Mu Yazhe forked a small piece of steak and slowly brought it to her mouth.
Yun Shishi gently took a bite. Instantly, the meat juice overflowed. The meat was soft, and the inside was tough. It tasted great.
"Delicious?"
"Delicious …" It was so delicious that she almost could not speak.
Her eyes swept across the dishes on the table, but her face was filled with incomparable satisfaction.
Mu Yazhe did not seem to be so enthusiastic about French food.
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