Ever since she came to the villa, her favorite thing was this thing called cake.
Not only did it look good, but it was also sweet and truly delicious.
Especially the cream on top, she loved it the most.
Yun Qiluo ate happily, while the man watching her on the side had an increasingly deep and dangerous gaze.
After finishing the cake, the young girl finally sensed the awkward atmosphere belatedly.
She carefully raised her little head and glanced at him.
"Beautiful woman…"
Was he unhappy because she ate his cake?
But clearly, he had said he didn't want it.
As she spoke, cream was still on the corner of her mouth, not wiped off, her rosy small mouth slightly open, giving a somewhat intriguing mess.
The man's narrow eyes slightly lowered, his gaze landed on the cream at the corner of her mouth.
He half-closed his eyes for a long time, finally unable to resist, reaching out his hand toward her.
His sudden approach startled Yun Qiluo, who subconsciously moved back.
