And knew just how to quickly stir her emotions...
Duan Fei felt her heart skip a beat, her whole body becoming a soft mess.
**
Afterwards, Duan Fei was carried to the bedroom by Rong Moyong.
She couldn't help pushing him away with her hand, "I'm hungry, could you make me something to eat?"
The man's mischievous eyebrows lifted, "What would you like?"
"Tomato beef stew with rice!"
"Eating something so hearty?" Rong Moyong laughed softly, "It seems you really are hungry. I feel quite accomplished."
???
Duan Fei's face turned red and her voice took on an unintentional whiny tone, "Are you going to cook or not?"
"Cook, cook, cook," Rong Moyong laughed as he got up.
Wrapped in blankets, Duan Fei closed her eyes comfortably, feeling fully entitled to lie down and rest.
Rong Moyong closed the kitchen door, so the sound was quite soft, and then, before she knew it, she fell asleep...
Later, a tempting aroma woke her up.
