The President’s Five Children

The smile on Mizuki’s face froze, and the bottom of her eyes, when she looked at Yembi, had more than a little bit of jealousy.

Preferring not to show it too obviously, she reluctantly squeezed out a smile, “So that’s how it is, I thought you guys were a fake couple in a show!”

“What, expecting us to be a fake couple and then you to get on top?” Bruno asked directly.

A single sentence killed the conversation.

Mizuki couldn’t hang on to her face, so she just turned around and left the room.

The large room quieted down, leaving only the breathing sounds of Yembi and Bruno, as well as the faint aroma of the meal lingering in the air.

Really wanting to break the deadlock, Yembi took the initiative to speak, “That, I also left you a plate of lobster tail, do you want to eat it?”

Following the direction of Yembi’s finger, Bruno saw the mess on the table, as well as the exquisite food plate underneath the mess.

No need to think, it must be from Mizuki.

“You dare to eat whatever she sends you, not afraid of death?” Bruno questioned coldly.

Yembi was full of disbelief, “How can that be, Mizuki is not a fool, she targeted me only during dinner, and now she’s coming to poison me, there’s not even a need to suspect, everyone will accuse her of being a murderer.”

After a pause, he added, “Besides, if you’re going to kill me over that little thing, isn’t your belly too small?”

Bruno’s gaze leisurely fell on Yembi’s stomach, his tone sneering, “Indeed, when it comes to belly, none of us can compare to you.”

After eating so much, she can still eat.

“Of course I have to eat when I’m hungry.” Yembi replied, “By the time my stomach growls in the middle of the night, you should be spitting on me again.”

Speaking of which, she couldn’t help but mutter, “If you hadn’t eaten my noodles, I wouldn’t be craving for these from Mizuki.”

Stupid!

Bruno’s face grimaced, “I don’t let you eat it because I’m afraid you … forget it.”

He was crazy almost, actually trying to talk to this kind of dumbass about his reasons for doing so.

Whatever she did!

Bruno walked straight into the room and laid down, ready to rest.

Seeing this, Yembi also intended to roll away her own blanket and go sleep inside the living room.

Just as she bent down, she heard Bruno ask quietly, “Where do you want to go?”

“I’m going to sleep in the living room.” Yembi replied, “I suppose you’d like to sleep with me too?”

“Be a good boy and stay in this room and don’t go out.” Bruno ordered.

At that, Yembi’s expression immediately turned serious and she held the covers dead center over her chest. In front of her, “No way, you really want me to sleep with you?”

“… Mizuki is getting suspicious, you still go to sleep in the living room, are you afraid that we won’t be exposed fast enough?” Bruno said coldly.

Oh, so that’s how it is!

Yembi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, “That’s fine, then we’ll share a room.”

It was quite reluctant, but after all, they were still pretending to be a couple now, so they had to act like it.

Insist on getting over it!Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Thinking that, Yembi put the quilt back on the bed.

As a result, the next second, the quilt was kicked directly to the floor by Bruno.

“What are you doing?” Yembi was puzzled and angry.

He was the one who told him to stay, and now he’s pulling a stunt like this.

Was Bruno ever going to be done with this.

“We do have to share a room yes, but when did I tell you that we’re going to sleep in the same bed?” Bruno lifted his eyelids lightly, his tone slack and beaten, “I’ll sleep in the bed, you sleep on the floor.”