Qiao Chengxun's sensuous lips slightly curled upward as he slowly lowered his head and planted a peck on the girl's tender, rosy lips. He naturally extended his hand to pull up her slightly open, adorable pajamas.
Evidence of his indulgence was left all over the girl's neck, and looking at these red marks actually pleased him. In a gentle voice, he said, "Let's go eat."
"You're not eating?" Wen Meimei blurted out, completely oblivious to the smug look hidden in the man's eyes.
Qiao Chengxun continued to fix her clothes, always maintaining his silence when he didn't want to answer.
From his expression, Wen Meimei could tell he had once again skipped meals. She couldn't help but chide him.
"Haven't I told you umpteen times to have meals on time? If you can't do it, I will follow suit and skip meals. Let's see whose stomach gives up first!"
"Fine, I'll eat after I shower."