At five in the morning, the two guards at the gate would leave, and then only a nanny would be there to take care of An Ruo.
It would not be until five-thirty that the shift-changing bodyguards would arrive.
An Xin felt as if Heaven was helping her.
It was that time, in that half an hour, she would kill An Ruo.
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Tang Yuchen personally fed An Ruo a bowl of porridge, and when he saw a grain of rice remaining at the corner of her mouth, his eyes darkened, and he leaned over to lick it away.
Feeling no taste, he licked her lips again, his tongue invading her mouth in a plunder, only then could he taste the porridge.
Sweet, fragrant, and soft.
Soft, that was her tongue.
An Ruo froze, her whole body stiff, as she glared at him angrily, "What are you doing?!"
The man curved his lips into a charming smile, "Just tasting how the porridge is."
"If you want to taste, there it is!" There was no need for such a disgusting method.
