Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

Chapter 933 - I did not molest you when I was drunk, did I?



Love isn’t about being selfish and hurting others, even the one you love. You don’t know love, and you have no right to know it.”

The woman maniacally laughed in response. “Ha ha ha! Have I heard wrongly? Are you truly telling me this now? Fu Mingxuan, how is it possible for this kind of words to come from your mouth?

“This is simply…” She looked at him mockingly before continuing. “Simply too hypocritical that it’s laughable. Don’t forget the things you did and what thoughts you had. Don’t pretend to be so upright in front of me. In the end, we are merely the same type of people.

“As for you…” She lightly poked his chest as she looked at him coldly. “You’re the one with the least right to say this to me.”

He narrowed his eyes with despise and coldness and swatted her hand away. “You and I aren’t the same kind of people.”

“Hur! Whatever you say.”

She coldly smirked and then lightly snorted.

Getting off the bed and wearing her fluffy indoor slippers, she made her way out.

Her sensitive nose quickly caught a whiff of the fragrant smell in the air as she opened the door.

This tantalizing smell instantly caused a blissful smile to appear on her lips. Without another thought, she made her way to the kitchen.

“Ziming, why are you awake this early?”

She immediately spotted the man standing in front of the stove when she reached the kitchen. He was wearing the couple apron they had bought together and was making breakfast.

“Morning. You’re awake already? Why don’t you sleep some more?”

The man turned to look at her when he heard her voice.

She felt her heart overflow with bliss as she watched the man bathed by the sun’s rays prepare breakfast for her.

“Ziming, what should I do? I realized that I’m liking you more and more!”

She hopped into the kitchen with a wide smile and hugged the man.

“I feel that I won’t be able to leave you!”

Ji Ziming’s lips curled up slightly when he felt the arms around his waist, but he still maintained a straight face.

“Do you still remember what happened last night when you were drunk?” he asked suddenly.

The woman raised her head perplexedly at him.

“Huh? What happened?”

Some memories flashed past her mind just as she was feeling confused.

“Ah!” she exclaimed, her expression turning a little strange.

“Did you recall it?”

“E-Er…” After struggling internally for a bit, she gulped as though she had made a decision and hedged, “Ziming…”

“Hm?”

“I didn’t molest you when I was drunk, did I?”

“…”


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