Overlord's best villain

When he opened his eyes and saw Mo Qianxi drinking porridge without a sip, Mu Zichen asked, "What's wrong? Doesn't it taste good?"

This was his first time buying something like this. Even if it didn't taste good, she should still give it some face and pretend it tasted good and enjoy it.

Mo Qianxi shook her head.

She picked up the unopened bowl of porridge, stood up and sat next to Mu Zichen, passing it to him, "You can eat some too."

They didn't eat much for breakfast. He probably didn't eat much for lunch either. If he didn't eat dinner, he wouldn't have starved to death.

Seeing that he was a hero who saved the beauty today, she cared about him in a rare way.

Mu Zichen glanced at the porridge that Mo Qianxi handed over, then looked at her again, and raised his eyebrows lazily, "I'm tired, feed me."

...Mo Qianxi compromised.

He picked up a spoonful of porridge with a spoon and handed it to Mu Zichen's lips. His voice was unexpectedly gentle, "Eat it quickly, or it will get cold."

Mu Zichen's eyes were locked on her and he couldn't move away.

When did this kind of unexplainable feeling begin? Occasionally when he glanced at Mo Qianxi inadvertently, he would look at her for a long time and forget to look away. What kind of woman has he never seen in Mu Zichen?

, why he would treat a maid... is a bit unbelievable.

Maybe, because they live under the same roof, I feel different towards her than towards other women.

Thinking of this, Mu Zichen felt relieved.

He looked away, opened his mouth, and drank the porridge.

Mo Qianxi continued to feed him spoonful after spoonful, but two blushes crept up on her face. The look in Mu Zichen's eyes just now was too ambiguous.

Halfway through the porridge, Mu Zichen motioned to Mo Qianxi to take it away.

Mo Qianxi thought he was full, so she put the bowl on the coffee table. However, the next second, her wrist was held by Mu Zichen.

The warm palm temperature spread to Mo Qianxi's skin. She actually trembled for a moment.

Looking back, I met his eyes.

Swallowing hopelessly, she said with difficulty, "Master... you..."

Before she finished speaking, Mu Zichen leaned forward and pressed her under him.

(⊙o⊙)…

Is the young master always so domineering and powerful in everything he does? Either he forces her into a corner, or he pins her down.

This... can easily arouse people's imagination!

"Mo Qianxi, I'm hungry." Mu Zichen said suddenly.

hungry?

Didn’t you just finish eating?

"There's still... half a bowl of porridge. Do you want to continue eating?" At this moment, Mo Qianxi had no idea of ​​the deeper meaning of Mu Zichen's cry of hunger. She simply thought that he was just hungry.

A sly smile flashed in Mu Zichen's eyes. He pressed his index finger lightly on Mo Qianxi's lips and spoke, a voice full of masculine magnetism sounded charmingly.

"Mo Qianxi, I want... to eat something else... huh?"

As the final note rose, Mo Qianxi felt her throat tighten. She really wanted to drool!

"you……"

"Shh..." Mu Zichen pressed his fingers on her lips a little harder.

Mo Qianxi, you can't refuse what he wants to eat.

Gently withdrawing his fingers, Mu Zichen moved closer to her little by little until the tip of his nose touched Mo Qianxi's.

He asked her "Would you like that?"

Are you willing to be eaten by him? Are you willing to try another passionate kiss?

Mo Qianxi shook her head honestly. She deeply felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. Mu Zichen, was he asking for a kiss? Or... did he want... to eat more?

The next scene that was not suitable for children was so beautiful that Mo Qianxi didn't dare to look at it.

"few……"

The word 'Master' was instantly submerged in Mu Zichen's passionate kiss.

Mo Qianxi really wanted to say: Master, pull the curtains.