Mu Yanxi was frightened by the burning heat in his eyes, took a step back, looked at him with caution and said, "At this time, your highness should be hungry. Why don't I make you some midnight snack?"

"night snack?"

Rong Chu bent the corners of his lips, and his scorching eyes lingered back and forth on the light green blood vessels on her neck. He gently licked the blood at the corners of his lips with extremely tempting movements, and said with a smile, "I am indeed hungry."

Mu Yanxi wailed in his heart.

She is really seeking death...

Why do you mention some midnight snacks?

At this moment, Rong Chu stared at her like a wild wolf staring at her prey.

She even saw his Adam's apple rolling up and down a few times.

The memories of that night suddenly came to my mind.

His teeth were deeply trapped in her flesh and blood.

The blood in his body was sucked away little by little by little.

She couldn't help but trembled a few times, and subconsciously covered her neck, "Since your highness is hungry, I... I'll make some food for you now."

There is a kitchenette on each floor.

There are all kinds of fruits and vegetables in the kitchen.

It is said that these are not what women who live in a charming place cook and eat by themselves.

But it was prepared for Rong Chu.

They cook in person and make sachets and purses by themselves are just to show their gentle and virtuous side in front of Rong Chu.

Princess Rong's position is still hanging...

Everyone wants to fight for this.

Who doesn’t want to be the hostess of the royal palace?

No matter how good Qian Jiao Baimei is, even if he lives on the seventh floor, he is still the identity of a concubine.

It was midnight and I didn’t have much energy to make a big meal.

She thought for a while and decided to make a wonton noodles.

Wonton noodles sounds like a very home-cooked and simple pasta dish, but it is not easy to make.

She didn't dare to pat her chest and say how delicious the wonton noodles she made were, but the taste would definitely not be bad.

Unless... Rong Chu's sense of taste is different from that of ordinary people.

I don’t know what Rong Chu was thinking.

She said she had made midnight snacks, so she really went to the fourth floor with her.

She rolled up her sleeves and entered the kitchen. He leaned obliquely on the soft collapse covered with animal skin. The soft light of the night pearl shone on his picturesque eyebrows, which was not as beautiful as a real person.

After working hard for a long time, when she brought out a bowl of steaming wonton noodles, she found that Rong Chu was actually asleep.

The black hair hung on his chest, and the exposed arms were as clear as white jade.

It's really...it's like a man made of jade.

Rong Chu was completely different from when he woke up.

There is less aggressive and sharpness and indifference that makes people dare not approach easily, and the expression on his face looks much softer and more humane.

"Really fell asleep?"

Mu Yanxi gently put down his wonton noodles, bent down, and shook his hand in front of Rong Chu's eyes twice, "Your Highness... Are you asleep?"

The picturesque person on the couch closed his eyes tightly, his eyelids not moving, and seemed to be sleeping heavily.

Mu Yanxi was worried and shouted twice again, "Rong Chu... are you asleep?"

Still motionless.

It seems that he is indeed asleep.

She got very close...

The real beauty should still not see any flaws when observed closely.

His eyelashes are so long...

It is thick and curly, like two small fans, and it looks particularly beautiful when closed.
Chapter completed!