Mu Tongrui was loath to carry out the mission. However, she gave in to Fu Lingye's insistence.

The store had quite a selection of men's underwear. Despite having chosen two black ones, Mu Tongrui changed her mind and got two floral ones instead.

Since Fu Lingye's usual colors are black, white, and all the shades in between, these patterns would really pop on him.

Mu Tongrui chuckled mischievously, clearly entertained by the picture in her head.

She returned to their hotel room and casually tossed them at him. “I got what you asked for.”

Fu Lingye noted their bold patterns along with the bright colors.

He pulled her in by her waist and interrogated, “Is this a prank?”

Mu Tongrui took a step back, “I don't know what you usually wear, so I just picked whatever.”

“You didn't look when you took off my underwear last night?”

Mu Tongrui was at a loss for words.

Her cheeks went bright red.

Fu Lingye opened the packaging of the disposable underwear and placed it in her hand. “You should put it on for me since you bought it.”

That illogical justification caught Mu Tongrui off guard.

She refused, “You wish! You had no problem taking off clothes but you can't put them back on?

“But I'm hurt.”

“Your hands are fine!”

He only hurt his back. How does that affect this?

Fu Lingye gave her a serious yet sly look before dropping his hand, “Oops, I broke it.”

Tongrui took a

He tricked me!

...

ready, Fu Lingye and Mu Tongrui came down to the hotel's dining room for breakfast.

Tongrui. What a coincidence.

two days. Even though Mu Tongrui was now

person in trivial matters like this. Hence, she agreed without much thought, “Sure! We're also

felt a gush of cold air coming

hands in his pockets, Fu Lingye glanced at her gloomily then

between couples. He bluntly asked, “Is he

Don't

Fu Lingye came to a bucket of congee. He beckoned Mu Tongrui, who

bowl. Reading his displeasure, Mu Tongrui started a conversation, “What kind of congee

him for so long, she was still unclear about his personal

Nanqian to buy Fu Lingye food, Xiang Nanqian got him a tuna

congee for himself. Seeing it, she tilted her head, “You

cold shoulder. Without a word,

get mad because I asked Qiu Zekai to

don't want him to join us, I can

Tongrui with piping hot congee. He quickly pulled Mu

Despite the noisy environment, she could still

Lingye gave the middle-aged woman a death stare. Mu Tongrui looked

gesturing him to

her head and requested, “I like purple potato congee.

Lingye finished getting food for both of them, he found Mu Tongrui

tables were taken so

was always hard to read. He also didn't like to talk during meals. On the other hand, Qiu Zekai was talkative

in Mu Tongrui's mouth,

Tongrui took a bite of it then

as a

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