This was the typical look of a lady-killer, handsome, flirtatious, with a smile that seemed both mocking and captivating. He perfectly embodied the rogue charm that suggested no woman could resist a bad boy, yet despite his roguishness, he exuded a noble air.
He was drinking milk while searching for the remote to turn on the TV, which happened to be playing his latest movie. Mo Xiaobai felt pretty good about it.
"Xiao Bai, my breakfast." The enchanting Queen Mo Wushuang descended the stairs, noticing that he was watching his own movie, and clicked her tongue, "Watching your own films again, you really are bored."
He had watched the DVD several times already, what a little idiot.
Mo Wushuang sat down and switched channels, as Mo Xiaobai waved his hand to snatch back the remote. Wushuang asked with a forced smile, "Where's my breakfast? Go get some bread from the fridge."
