642: Baby, Are You Still Angry With Me?

Baby, Are You Still Angry With Me?

When she woke up the next day, Qiao Mianmian was still aching all over.2

"Good morning, Baby."

When she opened her eyes, she saw a handsome face.

The man's facial features were deep and well-defined as if they were carved. His dark red lips were slightly curled up, and he was holding his head with one hand, looking at her with a sexy smile.

His well-defined muscles were exposed, and the lines were so smooth and sexy it made one want to touch him.

Qiao Mianmian couldn't resist the temptation the moment she opened her eyes early in the morning.

Just as she thought about how cruel he was last night, her desire for him vanished.

As she moved, she felt an uncomfortable ache in her thighs.

She furrowed her brows in pain.

She glared at the culprit and didn't even want to greet him.

This despicable man.

He was usually very obedient.

But at that time, he wouldn't budge no matter how much she begged him.

Qiao Mianmian was so angry that she wanted to divorce him.

"Baby, are you still angry with me?" Mo Yesi held her chin and kissed her. "I'm sorry, forgive me for being unable to control my feelings. I admit that I went overboard last night. If you're still angry with me, I'll let you bite me to vent your anger, alright?"

He opened the sleeve of his robe and put his arm to her lips as if letting her do as she wished. "Bite me, you can do it as long as you want."

Qiao Mianmian was speechless.

She was still angry.

She was angry that he didn't care about her feelings at all and only bullied her.

He was so domineering.

But the way he apologized and asked for punishment made her unable to get angry with him.

Sigh, forget it.

Thinking about how they were going to be apart for a few months, the anger in her heart was replaced by reluctance.

"Who wants to bite you? Only a puppy would do something like that." Qiao Mianmian bit her lip and glared at him.

"Baby, your heart aches for me. You can't bear to bite your husband?" Mo Yesi chuckled and pretended to kiss her again. "My wife is so nice."

"Don't…"

Seeing that he was about to kiss her, Qiao Mianmian quickly reached out and pushed his face away. "I haven't brushed my teeth."

Mo Yesi's lips landed on the back of her hand.

He kissed the back of her hand and chuckled. "It's alright, I don't mind."

Qiao Mianmian said, "I mind!"

"Alright." He sighed and moved his lips away. He then brushed her hair away and planted a kiss on her forehead. "Then wash up first."

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The two of them got out of bed together. Mo Yesi carried Qiao Mianmian to the bathroom, washed her face, brushed her teeth, and even applied some skincare products for her.

After washing up, he carried her to the changing room.

After changing, he carried her downstairs.

Downstairs.

The housemaids tidying up the place were all envious when they saw their Young Master carrying Young Madam down. They hated themselves for not having such good luck.

With a husband like Young Master pampering her, she would surely die of happiness.

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