Fang Rou looked at Xiang Ning, who was cautious and careful as ever, with bright eyes. She really had been prepared for it and could only sit on the bed, staring at him in a daze. 

Xiang Ning stroked her hair. “Although I’m a little hungry, I’m not so hungry that I’d eat you up. Let’s wait until I’m very, very hungry, then I’ll eat you up. Is that okay?” He lowered his head, his breath on her ear. Every word flowed through her like electricity and her face burned red. 

She didn’t burrow into the sheets, but instead rushed to the bathroom. “Wait… wait for me.” 

Xiang Ning was in a very good mood, watching the panicky Fang Rou. He sprawled...