Ximen Longting walked over coldly, passed her, and strode toward the back room.
"The cake is on the coffee table in the living room."
Ximen Longting was completely uninterested and walked upstairs.
Several maids were standing by the coffee table and praising:
"What is this...scorpion cake?"
"It's so lifelike, it seems!"
"This craftsmanship is like being made by a professional cake chef in a cake shop..."
Ximen Longting's steps froze. Scorpion cake?
He turned around and walked indifferently to the cake, where he saw a light blue scorpion lying on the cake with its tail hooked.
Because of the shape of the cake, this scorpion is a bit chubby. It is cartoony and cute and looks delicious.
Jing Jiaren followed and asked, "Do you like it?"
Suddenly, a hand grabbed her clothes fiercely, and he asked coldly and solemnly: "Why a scorpion?"
"You are a Scorpio..."
"How do you know my attributes? Who are you!?"
Jing Jiaren was out of breath for a while: "Your birthday is today - today is November 11th. Isn't it a Scorpio?"
Ximen Longting's eyes darkened.
"Sir, I know it's not surprising, right?"
"..."
"If you insist on doubting my identity, why don't you stay and ask me to be your lover? You can just let me go!"
Ximen Longting let her go calmly. The scorpion cake was not big, so he picked it up with one hand.
Before anyone could react, the whole cake was slapped on Jing Jiaren's face.
She felt out of breath for a while, and the greasy cream slid down her face...
Opening his mouth, a piece of cream fell into his mouth: "You're going too far!"
It doesn't matter if he doesn't like the cake she worked so hard to make?
Ximen Longting bent down, with his delicate and handsome face very close at hand, and suddenly licked the cake off her eyelashes.
The cake is sweet but not greasy, and tastes great...
Ximen Longting smiled coolly: "I like this way of eating cake."
"..."
“It tastes very good.”
As he spoke, he swept across the bridge of her nose and cheeks one by one...
Seeing this, the servants looked away and all retreated, leaving a huge space.
Jing Jiaren's body retreated involuntarily, and he grabbed the back of her head and licked the cream away.
The hot tongue slid back and forth on her face.
After taking away the cream, he stared straight at her swallowing action, which was extremely sexy!
Jing Jiaren's whole body felt weak: "What do you want to do?"
Damn it, even though she was eating cake, why did it make her feel...
"You are my lover, what else can you do with me?" His shining red eyes stared at her without any warmth.
"You've just had a full meal...doing strenuous exercise is not good for your health!"
"You care about me?"
"..."
"You are busy cooking and making cakes for me. What do you want from me?" Ximen Longting clasped her chin.
"It's just an exciting experience for a day." Jing Jiaren replied with ease, "You know that after you get married, life becomes dull. You are so handsome and have such status, you are willing to accompany me - maybe you will also give me
money."
"..."
"Will you give me money?" Jing Jiaren spoke frankly.
"Are you a prostitute?" He narrowed his eyes, hating women talking to him about money, "Only prostitutes can trade bodies."
Jing Jiaren laughed: "Then in your eyes, I am not the supreme goddess, right?"
Her smile is very proud.
"Since it's not the case, then being a prostitute is no different."