164: Your Performance at Night Was Bad

Your Performance at Night Was Bad

The cook scooped two bowls of soup and handed them to Gong Jue and Bai Lang.2

The two men drained their bowls in one gulp.

"Get me another bowl."

"D*mn it! Your little demon's culinary skills are not bad! I… I want more too!"

The two of them spoke in unison.

Special Assistant Lu hurriedly filled them up again.

It was as if the two men hadn't eaten for a few days after fighting an interstellar war. They gulped down the soup in big gulps and were done in a few minutes.

The study room was filled with a fragrance.

Gong Jue's face looked much better.

Bai Lang burped and chewed the Dendrobium Grass he brought along with him. He looked into the purple clay pot curiously. "What materials did this little demon use? Did she add poppies? Why do I feel addicted after drinking it…"

Bai Lang used a soup spoon to scoop up the soup base.

After a glance, he was so frightened that he threw away the soup ladle!

"That can't be, right? Did I drink bullwhip soup? Damn, no wonder my body is hot. Oh my! I can't drink bullwhip! I, I, I was already strong enough. How can I sleep tonight…"

Bai Lang stomped his feet anxiously.

He turned around and pointed at Gong Jue in realization. "Master Jue, I've been implicated by you. Tell me, your little demon despises your poor performance in bed, right? It's fine if she gives you supplements, but why did she have to harm me? I…"

Once Gong Jue heard the words "bullwhip", his face sank.

When Bai Lang said that his performance in bed wasn't good, his face turned completely black.

His anger surged!

"If you can't sleep tonight, then sleep in the pigpen!" He threw the soup bowl on the floor.

"Pig… Pen? You, you, you want me to sleep with a sow?" Bai Lang was driven mad.

However, Gong Jue had already left with his long legs.

Gong Jue pushed open Gu Qiqi's bedroom angrily along the way. "Stupid woman, do you want to die? You just fed me bullwhip soup. You don't want to sleep tonight, right?!"

When the door opened, the room was quiet.

A whiff of herbal fragrance filled the room. It was indescribably quiet and pleasant.

Gong Jue's anger subsided. For some reason, he walked to the bed.

He sat down by the window.

Gu Qiqi liked to lean against her side when she slept. Her small body was curled up slightly and she felt very insecure.

This was very different from her arrogance and calmness in the day.

He sat on the side where she often slept and ran his big palm over the wrinkled bed sheets.

Although it was empty at this moment, he easily traced her figure and shape with his palm as if she was sleeping there.

She didn't know when it started, but he actually remembered her height and size well!

That day, he had watched her live-stream exam with Beigong Xiaojiu. When he had gotten Beigong Xiaojiu to customize a batch of dresses for her, he had blurted out all kinds of sizes, shocking even Beigong Xiaojiu. "Is Master Jue's observational ability that terrifying? Most people know about the upper chest area, but no one knows about the lower chest area!"

Only heaven knew that he had never observed the bust of another woman before.

She was the first!

The only one!

But he was so kind as to order her clothes and choose a gift for her… And she was going to repay him with a bowl of bullwhip soup?

This stupid woman had never stopped mocking him for his erectile dysfunction since their first meeting.

She had become braver! In the past, she would only mutter a few words to herself. But now, she was actually mocking him.

If he didn't show her some strength, he wouldn't be able to stop that mouth of hers that deserved a beating!

At the thought of Gu Qiqi's small cherry lips, Gong Jue's big palm that was caressing the bedsheets gradually heated up.

Heat surged from the inside out!

He wasn't going to let her off tonight!

She couldn't even beg for mercy!

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