Chapter 089: Mo Shiqian, You Liar and Scoundrel!

Chi Huan, "..."

When she heard what he said, her mind went blank, and she actually didn't know how to react for quite a while.

She snorted lightly, feigning displeasure, "What do you mean, calling me a pet?"

The man smiled faintly, "Isn't it true? Waiting to be fed and still so temperamental."

Chi Huan lifted her chin slightly, "...It's just asking you to cook, if your food wasn't tasty, I wouldn't eat it even if you wanted me to."

Mo Shiqian remained silent, his thin lips always holding a faint curve.

A beautiful, haughty, lazily charming, little-tempered noblewoman.

In fact, he had occasionally thought, even a long time ago, that she resembled the Ragdoll cat of Feng Xing's beloved.

......

After having dinner outside, Mo Shiqian drove Chi Huan back to Mansion No. 10.

At night.

Chi Huan returned to the bedroom from the study, ready to grab some clothes for a shower, only to find the man's huge 28-inch suitcase spread open on the carpet at the doorway.

Wow.