The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"No, not ..." Ouran shook her head hurriedly and waved her hand.

"Since not, then try this mousse cake." During the speech, Murong Xue dug a spoonful of mousse cake and stuffed it into Yinglan's mouth.

The spoonful of cake was almost full of cream, and the entrance melted, and the Orchid couldn't spit it out when she wanted to vomit. It felt that the cake melted quickly in her mouth, and the color of the Orchid instantly became very ugly.

"What's wrong? Isn't the cake delicious?" Murong Xue looked up at Orchid, the doubts and puzzles in her dark-eyed pupils, and saw Oran's anger tumbling in her chest, but she didn't dare to vent it, trying to hold the corner of her mouth, Yang An ugly smile: "No ... It was the first time the slave-servant had eaten such a delicious cake, and it was a little shocked for a while ..."

"Is it?" Murong Xue's cold and beautiful eyes brightened: "So, do you like to eat mousse cake?"

"Naturally like it." Orchid nodded perfunctoryly.

Murong Xue didn't see it. He dug up a spoonful of mousse cake again and stuffed it into his mouth. "If you like it, eat more."

Ouran: "..."

Little Fox: "..."

Murong Ye: "..."

What a pitiful maid.

In Murongye's sympathetic eyes, Yinglan ate the second spoonful of mousse cake, her beautiful face was stunned, as if she did not expect Murongxue to feed her second spoonful of cake.

Ouran looked up stiffly at Murong Xue and saw that Murong Xue had dug out the third spoonful of cake and smiled and handed it to her.

The sweet fragrance peculiar to the cake and the coolness rushed in, and the orchid's eyelids jumped violently, and as she watched, the cake was about to be handed to her mouth, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in her belly. Holding his stomach, he cried out: "Ah ... it hurts ..."

"No, not ..." Ouran shook her head hurriedly and waved her hand.

"Since not, then try this mousse cake." During the speech, Murong Xue dug a spoonful of mousse cake and stuffed it into Yinglan's mouth.

The spoonful of cake was almost full of cream, and the entrance melted, and the Orchid couldn't spit it out when she wanted to vomit. It felt that the cake melted quickly in her mouth, and the color of the Orchid instantly became very ugly.

"What's wrong? Isn't the cake delicious?" Murong Xue looked up at Orchid, the doubts and puzzles in her dark-eyed pupils, and saw Oran's anger tumbling in her chest, but she didn't dare to vent it, trying to hold the corner of her mouth, Yang An ugly smile: "No ... It was the first time the slave-servant had eaten such a delicious cake, and it was a little shocked for a while ..."

"Is it?" Murong Xue's cold and beautiful eyes brightened: "So, do you like to eat mousse cake?"

"Naturally like it." Orchid nodded perfunctoryly.

Murong Xue didn't see it. He dug up a spoonful of mousse cake again and stuffed it into his mouth. "If you like it, eat more."

Ouran: "..."

Little Fox: "..."

Murong Ye: "..."

What a pitiful maid.

In Murongye's sympathetic eyes, Yinglan ate the second spoonful of mousse cake, her beautiful face was stunned, as if she did not expect Murongxue to feed her second spoonful of cake.

Ouran looked up stiffly at Murong Xue and saw that Murong Xue had dug out the third spoonful of cake and smiled and handed it to her.

The sweet fragrance peculiar to the cake and the coolness rushed in, and the orchid's eyelids jumped violently, and as she watched, the cake was about to be handed to her mouth, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in her belly. Holding his stomach, he cried out: "Ah ... it hurts ..."