Mu Jiulu glanced at the simply packaged paper bag, her expression obscure.

“Hmph, are you going to eat it or not?”

Considering that she didn’t remember, he wouldn’t quibble with her.

“Since it’s Master Gu’s kind gesture, how could I disappoint you?”

Mu Jiulu reached out her hand. Gu Sui handed her the bag of peanuts.

As his fingertips inadvertently touched her palm, he couldn’t help but lightly brush it a couple of times, like a cat’s tease.

Mu Jiulu’s eyes snapped up, catching the mischievous glint that had not yet faded from his peach blossom eyes.

Hmph, Mu Jiulu sneered inwardly.

Now he knew to curry favor with her.

Where was the hardheadedness he showed before when he always left her alone at home, not returning for days on end, and shouting about breaking up when she asked him where he went and what he did?

If it weren’t for the car accident she had on the way to find him, and then suddenly coming back, she would have tied him up and locked him at home no matter what, and see if he still dared to do that!

As for now, a year had passed. She had to make him understand the price of not cherishing her.

“Eat it. It’s so delicious, I guarantee you’ll love it with one bite.”

Seeing her in a daze, Gu Sui, who thought his little moves had worked, spoke with a smiling face.

Mu Jiulu collected her thoughts and opened the paper package, showing the same look of disgust as three years ago.

“What is this ugly-looking stuff?”

Gu Sui raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose.

She said the exact same words as before. Why did she have to experience the “it’s really delicious” realization again?

“Try one, and if it’s not good, it’s on me.”

Gu Sui coaxed. Mu Jiulu gave him a sidelong glance.

“How will you take responsibility?”

“Oh, never mind how I’ll take responsibility. Eat one!”

Seeing that it was getting late and not knowing when the Grand Court Session would begin, Gu Sui, who had no time to waste with her, stepped forward, grabbed a peanut, and put it into her mouth. He even covered her mouth to prevent her from spitting it out.

Mu Jiulu: “……”

He was still as wild as ever.

If this were three years ago, she would have dragged this audacious man out on the spot.

But now, she was a mature Regent who understood the art of seduction and playing hard to get.

Mu Jiulu raised his wrist slightly with a pinch, chewed a few times, then swallowed. Under Gu Sui’s gaze, she said expressionlessly,

“It’s not tasty. Too salty. It’s on you.”

Before he could react, Mu Jiulu’s thumb had already traced several circles on his wrist bone.

Before Gu Sui could frown and speak, she pressed on aggressively.

“So, how will you take responsibility, hmm?”

Gu Sui: “Impossible. Everyone who’s eaten them says they’re delicious. My mother loves them.”

Mu Jiulu’s expression darkened considerably.

So she was eating the leftovers?

Well done, Gu Sui.

“This King said, it’s not tasty.”

Gu Sui: “……”

What to do when your ex-girlfriend is being unreasonable?

Answer: If you want to be with her, you have to coax her.

“Okay, okay, it’s not tasty. Then let’s not eat it. I’ll make you something even better next time, alright? You think it’s too salty? Then I’ll put less salt in the future. Is there anything else not to your liking? Tell me.”

“Nothing is to my liking.”

Mu Jiulu’s voice was low, the ending notes sticking together, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Gu Sui felt something was off.

It didn’t make sense. Could it be because he used a different oil?

How could she suddenly dislike it?

The puzzled Gu Sui instinctively wanted to scratch his head, but his right hand was still being held by Mu Jiulu. Only then did he realize, his gaze falling there.

“You… Why are you grabbing me?”

Gu Sui asked with a tilt of his head. Mu Jiulu didn’t let go guiltily, but instead used some force to pull him in front of her.

The distance of mere inches made the other’s breath unusually clear. Mu Jiulu saw his Adam’s apple bob very noticeably.

“Didn’t you deliver yourself to me?”

The cool, wanton voice sounded by his ear. Gu Sui felt his heart jump violently, certain memories surging forth.

‘Gu Sui, you delivered yourself to me.’

The lamplight swayed, the atmosphere in the room was ambiguous and amorous, mixed with a rich scent of alcohol.

At that time, they had already confirmed their relationship. He had taken the initiative to tease her.

But after she said that sentence, he was pressed down beneath her instead.

Deep indentations soon appeared on the soft bed.

“Wife-master, it’s time.”

Yan Wu’s flat voice suddenly came from outside the warm chamber. Gu Sui’s pupils constricted. He broke free from her grip and stood up from her.

His cheeks had turned an unusual shade of crimson at some point.

Mu Jiulu was curious.

“What’s wrong with Master Gu?”

Gu Sui pressed his lips together: “You…”

Mu Jiulu didn’t seem to be in a hurry, appearing at ease: “Hmm?”

Gu Sui shook his somewhat disheveled sleeves and turned around: “Didn’t you hear what she said? It’s time. I’m leaving first.”