Seeing his handsome face cloud over in an instant, Tong Ran furrowed her brows in confusion, "What on earth did you say?"
It couldn't have been something about making the wound heal faster, could it...
"..."
Mo Nanjue flung his hand and directly picked up Tong Ran from on top of him and threw her to the ground, "I said stop sitting there like an idiot and roll over here to serve me my meal!"
Damn!
All his efforts trying to coax a woman happy for the first time, wasted!
She actually hadn't heard what he just said!
And she had the nerve to ask him what he'd said?!
Thinking about it, the almighty Young Master Jue grew even angrier, strode into the dining room, saw Steward Zhou standing there with a bowl of soup looking dazed, and the man slammed his hand onto the table with a roar, "What are you standing there for?! If you like modeling so much, I'll send you to an art exhibition in France right now!"