Chapter 211: Chapter 211: Awkward Style of Painting_1

This thought made the little woman tense.

"Men like women with big ~breasts~ and lifted butts, like you with small ~breasts and small butts~. Men will get tired after a few glances."

Lillian's words echoed in her ears.

Lan Xin Ai stealthily glanced at Xi Yemo again, noticing that his expression remained indifferent, his gaze not landing on her.

"Husband."

The little woman blinked her eyes, and then moved closer, her white breasts lightly rubbing against his chest.

"What's wrong, wife?" Xi Yemo held her shoulder, showing no reaction.

"Husband, why are you silent today?" Lan Xin Ai was a bit sad, she had done so much, but he didn't feel anything. Did he really get bored?

Xi Yemo didn't know what the little woman was overthinking, he touched her nose: "Wife, are you done bathing?"

The little woman was about to cry.

As expected, he didn't react at all. Even the usually lively Mo Mo was now listless.

"I'm done." Said Lan Xin Ai gloomily.