“Aged vinegar needs time to brew. Do you have patience?” Feng Shaohao asked carefully. Actually, there was more to this statement, but he himself hadn’t realized it.
She patted her chest and guaranteed, “Of course I have patience, I’m just afraid… of drinking the vinegar before it’s brewed. But don’t worry, as long as there’s enough quantity, it won’t be a problem.” As she spoke, her gaze continued to probe into the room.
“Why are you peeking around?” he asked knowingly.
“Is that the prize you got yesterday?” Seeing him nod, she opened her mouth wide, “Wow! Can I play with it?”
He remained silent, just staring at her.
“Please, I promise I won’t break it,” she used her most persuasive charm, clinging to his arm.
“What’s in it for me?” Feng Shaohao deliberately made it difficult, his tone flat, as if there was no room for negotiation.
Lin Qianzhu was extremely frustrated, wrinkling her cute nose, suddenly remembering her sister’s words – the beauty’s strategy!
But while she was proactive and enthusiastic, she didn’t dare to be bolder.
Woo… she hadn’t played in the fantasy martial world for so long, her hands and heart were itching. Now seeing it but unable to play was unbearable.
For the sake of the game, she mustered her courage, stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, “Of course there’s a benefit!”
“Top-tier…” The word “delicacy” didn’t have a chance to be spoken, as his lips were sealed.
The kiss was like a dragonfly touching water. Before she could fully appreciate its beauty, she had already pulled away, only igniting an infinite desire in his heart.
She didn’t dare to look up at him, softly asking, “Can I play now?”
After waiting for a response and getting none, she slowly raised her head to peek – ah! He was actually standing there, stunned.
“Shaohao?” She waved her hand in front of his face.
“This doesn’t count as a benefit,” his gaze looked past her, his palms sweating nervously.
Unable to argue, she dropped her shoulders in disappointment, “Then what? Please, don’t set too strict conditions.”
“If you…” Another kiss. Suddenly realizing his thought was too wicked, he quickly changed his words, “After you correct the typos, you can play.”
“What’s that about?” What a strange condition.
