Chapter 118 Next Time I Will Be Lighter

Just as Su Xiangwan finished speaking, the temperature in the room dropped suddenly.

Even though it was midsummer, she still shivered involuntarily, her light white fingertips curled up slightly, and she grasped the chopsticks even tighter.

Mu Beiting's brows were sullen, and he stared straight at her, bright and dark.

Su Xiangwan swallowed lightly, straightened his back, and met his gaze pretending to be calm.

She thought about it for a long time last night before making this decision with great care.

After all, it wasn't that Mu Beiting was incompetent, it wasn't what she expected at all, and she wasn't mentally prepared until now.

Neither of the two made a sound, they just stood in a stalemate.

Mother Rong, who happened to come to serve the dishes, was secretly shocked. It turned out that the young master had already obtained a certificate with Miss Su.

But judging from this posture, it must have been strong last night. It made Miss Su unhappy.

After Mama Rong put down the dishes, she couldn't help but said to Su Xiangwan, "Madam, the young master is also inexperienced. I'll talk to him later and let him be gentler in the future..."

"Eh...huh?"

Seeing Mama Rong speak suddenly, Su Xiangwan didn't react.

Rong's mother said again earnestly: "This girl will be in pain the first two times, and it will be fine after she gets used to it."

"I...I...not."

Su Xiangwan finally realized what Rong Ma was saying, her little face flushed instantly, and she wanted to explain.

Rong's mother had an expression that I understand, I understand, and then turned her head to look at Mu Beiting angrily.

Mu Beiting lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Understood, I'll be gentle next time."

Su Xiangwan was stunned.

"Mu... Mu Beiting... stop talking nonsense!"

Rong's mother only thought she was a girl who was shy and looked at Mu Beiting with the eyes of a child who could teach her, and then she left with her servant contentedly.

Because of Rong Ma's episode, Mu Beiting's face softened a little.

Su Xiangwan's face was blushing and hot, biting her lip and glaring at Mu Beiting.

Her first name!

"Mu Beiting, I want a divorce!"

And this time, Mu Beiting had already calmed down, eating his breakfast in a leisurely manner, ignoring her intentions at all.

"Mu Beiting...I said I want a divorce..." Su Xiangwan spoke again.

But Mu Beiting still ignored him, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Seeing him gracefully pretending to be dead, Su Xiangwan was furious.

This is a trap!

It's a scam!

It's completely a sinkhole!

Su Xiangwan got up and sat down beside him.

Mu Beiting glanced at her lightly, still enjoying a hearty breakfast without rushing.

Su Xiangwan narrowed his eyes and grabbed his chopsticks tightly.

The chopsticks in his hand fell on a soup dumpling, and Su Xiangwan's chopsticks followed suit, taking the soup dumpling away before him.

Mu Beiting ignored her, and the chopsticks landed on a piece of fried egg again.

Su Xiangwan quickly put down the soup dumpling and went to fight him for fried eggs.

Mu Beiting frowned, but Su Xiangwan looked at him provocatively, and took a bite of the fried egg.

Who made her so hungry...

His expression remained unchanged, he glanced at the small tooth marks on the edge of the fried egg, and looked away lightly.

Immediately, his chopsticks landed on a piece of bacon again, and Su Xiangwan grabbed it again.

In short, she snatched whatever he picked up, not forgetting to take a bite of everything.

In just a few minutes, the plates in front of Su Xiangwan piled up like a hill, and he muttered as he ate, "Divorce, divorce..."