After a meal, Su Nuanwen had a peach-red complexion. When she heard Fang Mujin say she was full, suddenly she saw a feeling of amnesty.

"Mr. Fang, you go to rest first, I wash the dishes and go out!" Su Nuannuan stood up quickly and quickly picked up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, as if he wanted to escape from a dangerous person quickly.

Fang Mujin seemed to see her mind, only to see a bad smile on his lips and say, "Don't worry, a little thirsty, and the soup is tidying up!"

"Oh, I'll make soup for you!"

Fang Mujin looked at her escape, took her small...