"Uh!"
Yu Lingqian grunted, and the color of his eyes deepened instantly.
He glanced down and pinched Mu Anran's waist, "Beast Wife, don't you know that men have a particularly big appetite in the morning? If you keep moving like this, we will have to repeat last night's events!"
"Ah, I don't want that!" Mu Anran almost performed a carp flip, crawling directly out of the covers.
She tumbled off the bed in a clumsy heap, quickly pulling down the skirt that Yu Lingqian had flipped up to her waist, "Mr. Yu, for things like this in the future, please solve them yourself. This young lady kindly refuses to accompany you."
Having said that, she rushed to the bathroom to freshen up.
Yu Lingqian lightly tugged the corner of his mouth and sat up.
The bedding slid to his waist, exposing his chiseled abs, not an ounce of extra flesh to be seen.
