Gaining a scary JieJie!

Jing Lihua glanced at the table full of all the mouth-watering, excellent quality dishes that no mortal chef could produce.

She already knew she was hooked deep in that devil's plot. If she didn't agree with him, it would be the last day she would get to enjoy all those beauties. With resentment brewing in her heart, she got up and walked to him. "Fine! But promise me you won't stop making me all of these excellent dishes?"

After all the dishes made by the great Devil, how could something so precious come free of charges?

Li Zhiqiang pulled her into her lap: "I promise."

"You will cook me whatever I want?" Jing Lihua eagerly asked.

"Hmm..." Li Zhiqiang was too preoccupied with devouring every perfect feature of the beautiful woman on his lap with his deep eyes. Unconsciously his hand raised up, this thumb grazed her tender lower lip.

"Whenever I want?" Jing Lihua asked.