83: C83 This Was the Conqueror's Treaty

C83 This Was the Conqueror's Treaty

Although there weren't any extra rooms, the entire apartment was so big that it was a little shocking. In front of them was a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and a beautiful night view came into view at a glance.

In the corner of the apartment, there were wine cabinets and bar counters, but what made people feel surprised and luxurious wasn't these, but the ceiling of the room.

It was unknown what kind of special material was used to make it. At night, the entire ceiling turned dark blue. There were even some bright spots on it, just like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

Then, the entire ceiling began to slowly rotate. It was as perfect as a painting.

Mo Wan widened her eyes and her mouth was wide open. She stared at it without blinking. Wasn't it too extravagant?

Just as she was sighing, a wave of hunger suddenly came from her stomach. She looked away and walked toward the open kitchen.

She opened the fridge and found that there were pitifully few materials inside. Does that man usually eat air?

She shook her head helplessly and took out a box of pure milk from the fridge. She then took out some rice and started to boil porridge.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard. Mo Wan instinctively turned around and saw Pei Yihuan, who was wearing a black windbreaker, walk in.

Just as she was about to say something, she saw Pei Yihuan directly pull off his tie from his neck and throw it on the sofa, followed by a windbreaker, shirt, pants and pants. ....

In the end, there was only one left on his body...

"Ah!" Mo Wan screamed in fear. Her face turned slightly red and she quickly turned around.

Hearing the scream, Pei Yihuan followed the voice and looked over. When he saw Mo Wan, his handsome face was still indifferent. He directly saw her as a transparent person and walked into the bathroom with big strides.

It was not until the sound of flowing water came from the bathroom that Mo Wan slowly turned around. She angrily stared at the bathroom and her gaze fell on the mess of clothes and pants that was thrown on the sofa.

She was a bit of a neat freak and when she saw that the place was not neat, her hands itched to clean it up.

Besides, there was only one bed in the entire apartment. This sofa was probably where she would rest at night. In any case, she would have to clean it up later if she didn't clean it up now!

It would be impossible to wait for him to clean it up himself! Dream on!

Throwing down the spoon in her hand, she walked to the sofa and started to clean up. Her coat, shirt, pants, inner vault...

After folding them in an orderly manner, she stood up from the sofa and put her clothes aside.

Coincidentally, the porridge was also ready at this time. After washing her hands, Mo Wan hurriedly walked to the pot and let the porridge maintain a constant temperature. Then, she roasted some Thousand Layer Cake.

Just as she brought the porridge to the table, the bathroom door opened at this moment. Pei Yihuan, who was only wearing a white bathrobe, walked out.

Ignoring him, Mo Wan placed the porridge and the Thousand Layer Cake on the table and went to pick up the freshly stirred cucumber silk.

When she turned around and returned, there was already a figure on the table.

"What are you doing now?"

Mo Wan stared at Pei Yihuan, who was sitting at the dining table, holding her bowl of porridge, holding her freshly washed silver chopsticks, and eating the dinner that she had prepared.

His long and narrow eyes lazily glanced at Mo Wan. There was not much of a reaction on his handsome and cold face. After drinking a mouthful of porridge, his handsome eyebrows wrinkled and his thin and cold words were filled with disgust. "Next time, don't put pure milk in the porridge!"

"You..." Mo Wan was so angry that she almost vomited blood. She breathed heavily and tried her best to control her anger.

Pei Yihuan ignored her and continued to elegantly eat dinner.

"This is my dinner. Can you understand the situation?" Mo Wan looked at him.

This was what she meant by collecting fetishes. "Who do you think doesn't understand the situation?" Pei Yihuan looked at her coldly. "You will be in charge of breakfast and dinner in the future. Isn't that clear?"

She looked at him, unconvinced. "Why would I do that?"2

"Why do you want to do this? Do you want me to remind you?"

Mo Wan was slightly startled and did not say anything else. On what basis? Based on the fact that she and him were married, this was the entire reason!

Swallowing her saliva, she picked up another bowl of porridge and did not continue arguing with him.

After dinner, Mo Wan carried the dishes and bowls to wash. Pei Yihuan sat on the sofa and processed the documents. Only the sound of flowing water echoed in the entire room.

After a long time, Mo Wan stared at his figure and said, "You were not like this in the past. You used to hate me. I would never touch anything I make!"

"I still hate it now..." He did not raise his face. His slender fingers were still signing on the document. A magnetic and cold voice came from behind her. "So I'm going to torture you!"

Hearing this, Mo Wan was so angry that she did not throw the rag on him!

After cleaning everything, she turned around and saw Pei Yihuan lying on the only bed.

She walked to the sofa and laid down on the sofa. She opened her eyes and looked at the beautiful night sky on the ceiling.

Time gradually passed and the breathing sound coming from the bed also calmed down. But Mo Wan still did not have a trace of sleepiness and her eyes were still wide open.

It was not that she could not sleep but it was cold to the point that she could not sleep.

The current season was not spring where the flowers bloomed in the spring nor was it hot summer. Instead, it was the winter when the snow drifted.

She was only lying on the sofa in her pajamas. Not to mention the blanket, even resting on a pillow was an extravagant hope.

Although the heating was fully turned on, she could still feel a trace of coolness. After an hour, Mo Wan's entire body curled up on the sofa and was still very clear-headed.

With a "rub," she sat up from the sofa and began to search the entire apartment for the quilt. In the end, she did not even see the shadow of the quilt.

She looked at the warm bed and then at the cold sofa. She gritted her teeth and laid down on the bed regardless of what happened.

In the darkness, Pei Yihuan's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened. He said coldly and mockingly, "You delivered yourself to me?"

The hands that were hanging by her side tightly clenched and Mo Wan moved her body a little towards the edge of the bed. After pulling apart the distance between the two of them, she said, "Cooking is my right and obligation, but half of the usage rights of the bed is also mine. I definitely won't sleep on your side, if you don't want to, You can sleep on the sofa! I will definitely not have any objections! "

Slowly, Pei Yihuan gave a cold smile. "Then you just have to guard it well. If you dare to cross that half of yours, I'll attack you directly... "

"Pui!" Mo Wan glared at him. "What if you overstepped it?"

"You can use the same rules, or else you will have to bear with it."

"It's not fair, this is completely the Conqueror's Treaty, I strongly protest!" Mo Wan gritted her teeth.

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