047 Warmth Has Been Trafficked
with me."Warmth was enraged; fire blazed in her eyes. She hated people talking to her as if they were superior beings giving orders, and Ye Feimo did just that. Moreover, he was being overly domineeri...048 Obscure Ye Er
Why did she agree so readily to make him a midnight snack It must have been because the voice on the phone was too gentle, and she had been tricked.
Miss Wen is very conflicted.
Her face was still swollen and painful.
Warm searched the refrigerator, finding noodles, chicken, eggs, and a bunch of vegetables. She took them out and prepared an egg and lean meat noodle soup for Ye Fei Mo. The kitchen was so clean that it seemed as if it had never been used before.
Does Ye Fei Mo not usually use the stove Then why are there foods in the refrigerator
Without overthinking, she boiled noodles while applying ice packs to her face. She was quite impressed with herself for multitasking.
The moment she finished boiling the noodles, Ye Fei Mo came downstairs, frowned at her, and asked in an unhappy tone, "What are you doing"
"I'm cooking noodles... Since you didn't want to talk about the phone call earlier..." Warm paused, then pursed her lips and said, "I thought you might be hungry, so I made some noodles."
Ye Feimo looked at her with a profound gaze. His hair was still dripping wet, and his robe was open, revealing water droplets on his collarbones that shimmered seductively under the lighting. He exuded an aura of dangerous sensuality. His eyes were dark and deep; she couldn’t decipher what emotions lay beneath his cold, intense stare, but it made her feel anxious and uneasy.
Had she done something wrong
Oh dear, Second Young Master Ye, even when you’re happy or unhappy, could you at least show a different expression Always looking so blank makes it hard for me to guess your mood. talk much with Fang Liucheng either. Fang Liucheng glared coldly at Warm Dad and asked, "Is your conscience clear""And how do you want it" Mr. Wen asked."How do I want it Simple, have you sit in jail...