Pei Mu-nian raised her eyebrows, her black eyes squinted, and the light under her eyes surged, her thin lips slowly pressed against Ava’s ears, and she opened her mouth word by word, “It’s okay, you can just go to my bed.”
“.” Ava raised her powder fist and slammed at him angrily.
Mason’s hand accurately held her hand, pulled it to her lips, and her thin lips k!ssed the back of her hand softly, with a soft voice, “Okay, don’t get angry, are you hungry? I will do it for you myself. I’ll pay you for breakfast.”
“Do you make it yourself?” Ava’s attention was taken away by his words, and she was surprised: “You can cook?”
Pei Mu-nian curled her lips and smiled, with a consistent arrogance, “What can’t you do with my husband?”
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