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Daddy Always Gets Jealous

Chapter 1916 - 19: Feint to the East, Strike to the West
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Chapter 1916: Chapter 19: Feint to the East, Strike to the West

Yan Xiaoxi stood at the doorway, hearing the words "Good morning," she couldn’t help but think it was suggestive.

Having been in the entertainment industry for a while, certain phrases had acquired new meanings, like "Good morning." If she said it, wouldn’t it be an invitation?

"Good morning, good morning, let’s have a good start to the morning."

Isn’t this just asking for it?

Jin Bo stood at the door, lighting a cigarette, "What does this mean?"

Yan Xiaoxi snapped back to reality and chuckled lightly, "Good morning, Mr. Mayor."

She stepped aside.

Jin Bo walked in and looked around, "On days with restrictions, I’ll come to pick you up in the morning. You just prepare breakfast for one more person, and I’ll help you wash the dishes."

Yan Xiaoxi, "..."

Can she say no?

After hesitating for a while, she whispered, "Isn’t this...not very appropriate?"

Jin Bo, "There’s nothing wrong with it. I pick you up every day. I’m afraid you might feel bad, so I’ll just have breakfast here. Eating alone is rather tasteless, and after eating, there’s someone to help you wash the dishes."

Yan Xiaoxi felt her heart was not in a good state. What does this mean? Does he insist on hinting at the unspoken rules?

After a while, she whispered, "I don’t dare."

Jin Bo looked at Yan Xiaoxi, his voice carrying an irresistibly powerful tone, "If you don’t dare, it means you can."

Yan Xiaoxi, "..."

Jin Bo headed to the bathroom to wash his hands and took a step forward.

Yan Xiaoxi quickly spoke up, "Wait a second!"

Jin Bo halted his steps.

Yan Xiaoxi dashed into the bathroom, locked the door, and glanced at the underwear and bra soaking in a basin. What to do? There’s no place to hide them!

Wouldn’t it be bad for him to see this?

A few seconds later, she opened the door and stepped out, pointing towards the kitchen, "Wash your hands over there."

Jin Bo’s eyes were darkly shaded as he glanced at Yan Xiaoxi standing by the bathroom door, blocking his way, and stepped forward.

Yan Xiaoxi stood there, clutching the door tightly.

Jin Bo looked at her action, lowered his head, "What’s there that can’t be seen?"

His breath was hot, falling on her face, making her skin uncomfortably warm!

Yan Xiaoxi was a bit breathless, "There’s nothing that can’t be seen, I...I just finished using the bathroom."

Hearing this, Jin Bo chuckled, said nothing more, and entered the bathroom.

Yan Xiaoxi watched his back, this infuriating old man, always trying to scare people!

Jin Bo stood by the sink to wash his hands, glancing at the kitchen which was quite tidy.

After washing his hands, he left the bathroom, sat at the dining table, picked up a cup of soy milk, took a sip, picked up a floral pastry from the plate, took a bite, and let the fragrance spread.

He looked up at Yan Xiaoxi, "Did you make this?"

Yan Xiaoxi sat across, "Yes, just something I made up."

Jin Bo, "I like it."

He finished one piece and grabbed another.

Yan Xiaoxi watched, "..."

Has Mr. Mayor grown used to eating and drinking for free? Doesn’t he know how to act like a guest at all?

Jin Bo looked at Yan Xiaoxi, "Why aren’t you eating?"

Yan Xiaoxi felt stifled, why did it turn out like this?

He seemed like the host, and she seemed like the guest!

She picked up a piece and started eating, feeling bad for her floral pastries. She had only eaten one, and he had already eaten three.

When he saw there was only one left, Jin Bo didn’t reach for it again, sitting there sipping his soy milk.

Yan Xiaoxi watched, feeling a bit better.

There were only five, he ate three, and she got two!

After breakfast, Jin Bo looked at Yan Xiaoxi, "Sit here and wait for ten minutes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he carried the plates and bowls into the kitchen.

Yan Xiaoxi watched his back, thinking he was joking, but he was actually going to wash the dishes?

Just then, she heard his phone ringing on the dining table.

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