Chapter 2828 Wedding Night (7)

Mo Xier turned her head and glanced at the pile of food on the table and the bottle of wine that had just been opened. She said calmly, "I'm not full tonight. The food has just been served, so don't waste it."

Qing Muchen was a gentleman in this regard.

No matter how bad he was, he couldn't let her go hungry on her wedding night.

After all, it was the physical strength of both of them that would be consumed.

Shrugging, he spread his hands and motioned her to continue.

Mo Xier didn't know what crooked thoughts he was thinking, so she took the knife and fork and started eating.

Just after tasting two bites of the food, her wrist was suddenly pressed by Qing Muchen again.

Mo Xier glanced at him from the corner of her eyes. Before he could speak, she had already expected what he was going to do next.

"Here is your knife and fork!" Knowing that he wanted to grab hers, she took the tableware under his nose and handed it to him.

However, Qing Muchen didn't take it.

"Feed me!" He grabbed her wrist with a big hand, and he asked for it as a matter of course.

Mo Xier's heart trembled, and all she could think about was the saliva on the knife and fork after they shared a set of tableware.

So disgusting!

Is it dirty?

She has never shared a set of tableware with anyone since she was a child. Even when she was a child and couldn't eat, her parents never fed her the food in their bowls. They kept it separate.

Mo Xier stared at her knife and fork for a long time, and she almost had goose bumps on her body.

However, a little impatience can ruin a big plan.

"Okay, I'll feed you!" She calmed down her face and hid the disgust in her eyes. She took a knife in one hand and a fork in the other hand and took a piece of fried fish for him.

Qing Muchen took the food she gave him into his mouth with a look of enjoyment.

Mo Xier took the opportunity to pour him another glass of wine.

"The 1873 red wine tastes very good!" She handed him the glass with praise.

"Really? Ask someone to find some more next time!" Qing Muchen took it and drank the wine in the glass. What he said made Mo Xier feel a little spoiled.

Mo Xier poured him another glass.

She had been pouring wine for him and rarely fed him food.

Qing Muchen was already hungry, and drinking on an empty stomach was not pleasant. He had drunk so many glasses before, and his already groggy head became confused very quickly.

Mo Xier sat opposite him and stared at him quietly.

Her eyes were fixed on his face for a few seconds, observing his reaction, and watching his slowly misty eyes, the corners of her lips lifted vaguely.

"This bottle is almost finished!" She poured him another glass, stood up and smiled as she brought the glass to his lips. Mo Xier raised her hand and took the initiative to feed him.

She had a very nice frangipani fragrance on her body, which was light and intoxicating with the night breeze.

When he got closer, the fragrance of the flower became clearer.

Qing Muchen didn't know what kind of poison he had been put on. Smelling her fragrance, he suddenly wanted to indulge in it.

He grabbed her hand with his long arms, pulled her towards him, and forced her to sit on his legs. Qing Muchen leaned over and kissed her red lips.

His kiss was not as fierce as before in the church. He bit her lips as if he was savoring a feast, sucking, clinging to her and refusing to let go.

The smell between her teeth was particularly good, as clean as she was, as clean as a piece of holy snow, bewitching him and making him want to invade.