Didn't realize Young Master Mu was so prideful.
"Uh, alright then, it's not that I don't want to take care of you. I just want you to take care of me," Sitian looked at him with eager eyes, "If you got sick and were lying in bed, I'd have to bring you tea and water. I find it more enjoyable when you bring me tea and water."
Actually, that reasoning wasn't great, but it seemed like someone really fell for it.
Mu Yunshen lowered his head, took a sip from the bottle, and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips, "Hmm, milk mixed with Mrs. Mu's saliva seems to taste sweeter."
"..."
Suddenly, Sitian felt like she had just shoved the milk bottle into his mouth.
The Ferrari arrived under Little Lu's apartment building. Sitian initially intended for Mu Yunshen to wait here for a moment, but he had already gotten out of the car, walked around to her side, opened her car door, and extended his hand to her.
She handed her hand to him, and he helped her out of the car.
