Chapter 642

In Yunshan's poetic style, she shut herself up in the room after breakfast and slept in the dark on the bed. She had not eaten or drunk for a day.

"I think Eat first! "

Cloud poetry.

The next second, he picked her up.

The tip of the foot is off the ground, spinning.

In an instant, muyazhe hugged her and sat down at the table.

Yunshishi wants to come down from him.

But he did not allow her to be held tightly by his long powerful arms around her waist, and he put her in his arms.

His chest was warm and strong enough to hold her whole world.

Yunshishi bit his lips, and he held the whole person in his arms. This gesture was too warm / ambiguous. His back was close to his chest, and his legs were so hung on his legs.

Across the thin fabric, she could even clearly sense his powerful heartbeat.

His face was red and bleeding.

Struggling to get out of him again.

The deep and magnetic voice of muyazhe sounded on her head in time. "Don't move, or you'll feed me now."

He can endure to the extreme, repress to the extreme, and his body is always clamoring for her.

But considering that she is hungry now, he tries hard to bear the tension and heat that are shouting all the time.

When she moves about, he breaks up.

Press the silver service bell on the table, and the meals will be presented one by one.

Soon, there was a delicious richness on the table.

The table is not big or small, but it is just full of 18 exquisite meals.

The fragrance is almost unexpected, completely lost in the amazing fragrance.

French style pigeon meat floss tart.

Black truffle, tomato and oyster.

French foie gras with orange.

Every one is the best of Western food.

It's appetizing.

Yunshishi stares at the dishes on the table, each of which is exquisite, like a precious art. Each of them has a beautiful plate. She even refuses to move chopsticks, which destroys the ultimate beauty.

The belly, however, is crying recklessly.

Especially in the mouth, it quickly secretes the greedy maze. She swallowed, obviously hungry.

Muyazhe's lips are slightly outlined, and her hungry belly is caressed by his palm. It seems that she is really hungry!

So he put his arm around her waist and his fork in one hand.

"What would you like to eat?"

"I'll come myself!" said Yun Shishi in embarrassment

"I'll feed you."

Cloud poetry insists on it again and again. "No, I'll do it myself."

However, muyazhe kneaded her waist and vaguely reminded her: "I'll feed you, you keep some strength, and I'll wait for you to feed me later."

A word falls, cloud poem's cheek is more red.

"You don't have to..."

"I'll feed you," he said slowly

The tone of voice seems to be irresistible.

Cloud poetry simply gave up, then let him cuddle and sit on the body.

Muyazhe forked a small steak and slowly handed it to her mouth.

Yunshishi takes a bite gently, and the meat is full of juices. The meat is soft, tough and tastes great.

"Delicious?"

"Delicious..." Delicious, she can hardly care to talk.

His eyes were straight on the table, but his face was full of incomparable satisfaction.

As for French food, it seems that he is not so keen.

After all, no matter how delicious a thing is, it will be tiring sooner or later if it's been like a day for more than ten years.