Her lips held the spoon, losing some color for a moment.
When the egg yolk from the spoon entered her mouth, they immediately turned rosy and bright. With the moisture from the congee, it seemed like a hibiscus flower just washed by rain, her lips glistening with delicate beads of water.
Yelyu Lie stared without blinking.
A grain of rice stuck to the corner of her lips, and the motion of her tongue lightly licking made his breath quicken.
Knowing full well he shouldn't be reacting like this.
But what could Yelyu Lie do? From the moment he saw her, he wanted to sleep with her, except for when his little wife lay lifeless on the bed!
Slept her fiercely!
He wanted her every moment!
After the marriage, he finally fulfilled his wish.
Who would have expected that the good days of devouring meat didn't last long before the little wolf cub arrived!
The nickname his wife gave that brat was just perfect!
Too much, too much, so redundant!
